A/N: I'm ever so sorry to keep you guys waiting, but I with school, work, and homework. It gets hard. Please forgive me. Anyway this story is yes stupid, funny, and dumb. No romantic relationship between these two *coughs* pervs *coughs*. This is set in another day. Enjoy and I do not own anything related to the hunger games universe (I'd be laying in money if I did)
Katniss' POV
I set my bow down, pushing the pouch of arrows next to it. I stroll through the hallway of Haymitch's house. He's given me a key, since our last incident. But it probably won't stop him from slicing my flesh with his knife again.
I find him sprawled on the sofa, watching a Capitol show. I get closer and realize his eyes are closed. Scruffy brown hair going in every diraction. He looks younger like this, not as young as the tribute who fought the careers in the quell, but not as old when he fell off the stage. He's more in between.
He looks so peaceful, not scrunching up his nose in another dream about children dying. I smile, and try to gently wake him up.
Bad mistake, once again his hidden knife comes slices toward the air, cutting the skin of my arm.
"Ahh' I cry my hand flying to the wound. He looks around blinking; his eyes find my glassy ones. "Really Haymitch, god" I say frustrated.
He takes in the wound. "It's your own fault sweetheart, don't blame me for your stupidity," he says rubbing his eyes. I shoot daggers at him. I make my way to the bathroom, washing it, and placing a long bandage on it.
"Haymitch, I ought to…" I trail off. I can't find him. He's gone. I look around, and the bastard is nowhere to be found. My ears pick up the shuffle of shoes behind me. I whip around, staring at an empty kitchen. "Haymitch is that you?" I inquire. I hear noise upstairs and run to the stairs, racing up.
"Haymitch?' I enter his messy bedroom, which gives off a horrid aroma. The noise of a closet opening gets my attention. I turn around, seeing Haymitch come out of the hall closet. "Oh shit' he mumbles when he sees me and races down the stairs.
My hunter mode is on; I race down the stairs, jumping the last five. I look around and hear feet, moving around the hall, I creep, into the hall, slowly going toward the noise. I turn the knob, of the guest bedroom fast and open the door.
'HA!" I say a find nothing more but a sock on the bed. I hear a chuckle behind me, and I'm being hugged from behind. I twist my body, hitting the person's neck and stomach as they fall to the floor. I look down to find a blonde on the floor, blue eyes looking at me hurt.
"Peeta! How did you get.. I'm so sorry" I say hugging him. The hall closet opens, and a laughing Haymitch comes out. "I just came to find you, and I did, so I wanted to surprise you' Peeta says hoarsely. Haymitch keeps cracking up. I think I'm going to murder this man.