Here's my story about Katniss and Peeta's kid. I actually have not yet read Mockingjay even though I know some stuff about it, so I'm writing from a point where Katniss's family is dead, Gale's in District 2, and Peeta and Katniss are living in the restored District 12 (after the Rebellion). I-do-not-own-the-hunger-games-sadly.

Elicia POV

I sat on the porch, just admiring the life of peace and happiness my parents help make. Yes, I'm the daughter of the famous Katniss Everdean and Peeta Mellark; Elicia Primrose Mellark. I looked up at the sky and guessed it was around noon because the Sun was right above my head, and I heard my best friend Sequoia 'Quin' Mason, daughter of the also famous Johanna Mason. They always come over for lunch, and dinner, and sometimes breakfast. They might as well live here they come over so much!

"Hey Elicia, has your dad made lunch yet?" asked Quin, plopping down next to me.

"By the smell of it I think he has." answered Johanna, walking past us in to the house. I looked at Quin and she looked at me; we burst out laughing. I don't really know why but sometimes we just laugh like heck. My mom, dad, and Johanna smile a certain type of smile when they see us do this, like it's a reassurance that life's good. We continue to laugh as we go into the house. Inside the kitchen, my dad, mom, and Johanna were all looking worried, especially Mom.

"What's the matter?" I asked, I knew they could hear the worry in my voice.

"Nothing honey, we just need to discuss something." Dad hissed the last word as he handed Quin a picnic basket. "Can you two please go have a picnic somewhere?" the bluntness of his request made both me and Quin chuckle.

"Ok Mr. Mellark." answered Quin as we left the kitchen and got out of the house. We walked in silence until Quin said,

"I wonder what they were talking about." I nodded and replied,

"I wish I knew too, but you know parents. They keep their secrets until someone's almost dead." Quin and I giggled at that. We were still laughing when we reached an old willow tree on the far edge of the woods. Whenever we picnic or have something private to discuss, we come here. We set up our picnic and as always I marveled at everything my dad made and packed, golden roles, fresh goat cheese, and some of his famous flower cookies (they're just sugar cookies with detailed flowers on them). Once we had eaten the roles and cheese, we took the cookies up into the tree. Quin sat a couple branches above me because I'm not the best at climbing, or anything else physical. That's Quin's specialty, along with her killer good looks and hot-temper. I'm the one that's quiet around most people and is smart and good and mental things, and stopping Quin from beating the pulp out of someone that crosses me or her. Sometimes I have to jump on her to make her stop. Suddenly, a voice shouts,

"Hello up there!" The voice startles me, and I fall out of the tree. I think I cried out, but I don't remember. All I remember is abruptly being in some boys arms. I also started to cry. Did I mention I'm a big cry baby when something scares me? Well, I am. The boy who caught me was I believe to be shock. Quin had made her swift descent of the tree and was now was standing so close to the boy they were like a roof over my head. She looked ticked.

"What the heck! You make her fall and make her cry? Who does that?" she yelled, you could see the hate in her eyes.

"I didn't try to make her fall! And she started to cry on her own! You don't have the right to scream at me!" he yelled back. For some reason he was still holding me, tighter than he was before.

"I wasn't screaming! Now I'm screaming!" Quin screamed.

"What are you doing Nash?" asked yet another unknown male voice. I guess the voice startled him because he dropped me on the ground; that made Quin even more upset. She looked at me, looked at him, and slugged him in the gut. He grunted and fell to the ground. I looked up at the voice would had startled the boy, or Nash. It was a man with the same hair color, eye color, and skin color as Mom. He was also wearing a tux.

"Nash!" he said, running up to Nash and helping him up. Then he looked and Quin, then me. He looked like he was in shock, so he dropped Nash. Nash grunted again as he hit the ground and as he got up himself he mumbled,

"Thanks Dad."

"Dad?" Quin asked with a hint of disgust in her voice.

"What are your names?" he asked suddenly. We looked at each other and Quin said,

"My name is Sequoia Mason, call me Quin or else." Then his gaze turned to me as I said between hiccups (I was still crying),

"My huh name huh is huh Elicia huh Primrose huh Mellark huh." He cringed a little as I said Mellark, but quickly recovered.

"There are our names. Now why'd you want them?" snapped Quin, helping me up.

"Because you look like your parents." he said calmly.

"How do you know our parents?" Quin said, now glaring at the man.

"I'm here to see them." the man said, eying me not her now. He scared me.

"Who are you two anyway?" Quin asked, standing in front of me.

"Our names are Nash and Gale Hawthorne."

Yeah a cliff hanger! Here's a description of Nash, Elicia, and Quin:

Name- Elicia Primrose Mellark

Age- 15

Hair Color/Texture- black (like Katniss)/ wavy (I think like Peeta)

Eye color- grey (like Katniss)

Skin Color- pale

Body Type- average height (like Peeta) and skinny

Personality- she is very quiet and sweet, but can be sarcastic at times. She's a crybaby.

Specialties- anything that you can do in your head and not with your body, she has Katniss's amazing singing voice.

Related To- Katniss Everdean and Peeta Mellark

Name- Sequoia 'Quin' Mason

Age- 15

Hair Color/Texture- light brown/ straight (like Johanna)

Eye Color- brown

Skin Color- slightly tan

Body Type- tall and lean (but muscular)

Personality- she is hot-tempered, but that's just she doesn't want the ones she cares about to feel any pain, truly a kind and compassionate person.

Specialties- anything physical and she can read people's emotions

Related To- Johanna Mason

Name- Nash Hawthorne

Age- 16

Hair Color/Texture- black/ straight

Eye Color- grey

Skin Color- average skin color

Body Type- tall and muscular

Personality- he can be cocky and kind of snarky, but overall he's a good person. He can be very romantic if he wants to be.

Specialties- saying just the right thing

Related To- Gale Hawthorne

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