Hi guys! This is one and four fifths of a math problem later for me. I'm not sure if anyone's seen this yet so I'm getting a boost on the next chapter. I AM SUPER EXCITED TO BE WRITING AGAIN! I've missed you guys. 3 I don't own anything.

Katniss and Peeta had grown up watching television. And it has ruined them for it. Even a decade after the uprising, when children shows were coming out, they didn't watch it. The Hunger Games, which would not soon be forgotten, were still rerunning on certain channels after strong demand from the Capitol and first few districts.

After a while, Katniss decided she might as well let her child watch cartoons. It kept her off her back while she was trying to work. The television was in the basement and Rueby was mostly left alone when she did. Even at the age of three and a half, she knew how to use the remote to get to her shows.

One day, while she was supposed to be watching a cartoon, Katniss heard her daughter screaming for her. She darted down the stairs and her daughter ran to her, hugging her legs and sobbing. Katniss picked her daughter up. "What is it baby?!" She demanded. "Mommy!" Rueby gasped. "It's, the tv! You're on tv and daddy!" She was struggling to keep breathing.

Katniss' heart dropped. She slowly raised her head to see on the tv, herself on the ground, with Cato raising a stone, but hesitating to kill her. She grabbed the remote and carried her daughter upstairs. "Mama, was that real?" Rueby whimpered. She'd heard her father phrase questions like that a thousand times. He still had some trouble even after all this time.

"It's not real anymore baby." She whispered into her child's hair.

Please review. I need ideas! You guys are the only reason I bothered to fix this up, because I knew I could do better.