So the last two weeks were a blurr. The Victory Tour ended quick. Astrid and I...Nevermind. Jett, Astrid, Blitzen, and I sit on the floor of the train. No reason what-so-ever. We just wanted to sit on the floor "Mama!" Blitzen says. I smile at him. "Mama!" He keeps saying. "Great! Now say Dada." I tell him. He looks at me and shouts. "MAMA!" I drop my head in defeat. Astrid laughs at this. "Why would you do this to me son!? WHY!?" I say. Blitzen just stares at me. "Come on Blitzen, time for bed." Astrid says, standing up and picking Blitzen up. "Say Dada!" I say before they leave. I hear him call "Mama" and I drop my head in defeat again. Jett looks at me. "Aww." He leaves and I sit down on the couch.
Astrid comes back after about five minutes. "So. What do you want to do?" She asks. "Sleep." I say and rest my head on her shoulder. I fall asleep almost immediatly.

When I wake up in the morning, we're back in District Seven. It's raining and theres the sound of thunder every now and then. When we step off the train, we find Johanna and Blight waiting for us. "About time you showed up. The reaping is in two weeks by the way." Johanna says. Two weeks until the reaping? Great. I just nod and we start walking towards the Victor's Village. When we get to the house Blitzen is half-asleep in my arms, Astrid is tired, Johanna wants to throw a few axes, and Blight wants to go home. "Blight, go home if you want." Johanna says. Blight looks at her and then leaves. "I'm going to take a nap." Astrid says. "Okay." I say putting Blitzen on the couch and grabbing a pair of knives some people gave to me after the games. "Go to sleep buddy. Me and Johanna will be outside when you wake up and your mom will be in her bedroom." I say to him. "Mama." He mumbles. I smile. Me and Johanna head outside. The loud THUNK, tells me I've hit the target. We've been out here for atleast two hours now. I hear crying and screaming coming from inside the house. Blitzen is awake. I run inside to find him lying in the floor, he must of fell off the couch. I pick him up trying to calm him down but nothing seems to work. Maybe he's hungry? I walk into the kitchen, place him in his highchair, and grab some baby food.