"LET THE GAMES BEGIN!"
The tributes all stepped off their platforms and well... stood there.
Yep. They just stood there. No one wanted to get killed, so they figured "hey why not?"
"So guys are we ever gonna do anything? Or are we just gonna stand here..." Beca, the girl from district twelve, mumbled.
"Hey! I don't appreciate your sass!" The boy from two shouted.
"Why don't you come over here and do something about it then, asshat!?" The feud was clearly getting nowhere. Literally.
The boy from two contemplated it for a moment, then shook his head.
The girl standing next to Beca spoke up, finally growing tired of the arguing. "Look guys, I'm trying to meditate here. Can you shut the fuck up?" Beca's eyes twinkled. The girl had beautiful red hair. It was like an instant orgasm.
"Say, what's your name?" Beca was a charmer.
The redhead took a step towards Beca and extended her hand. "I'm Chloe!"
Beca took her hand and skipped off into the forest, leaving the rest of the tributes to their little standstill.
Chloe pointed to a nearby tree. "OMG IT'S MAHOGANY!"
"Mahoga-what?"
"That's mahoga-right!" Chloe loved mahogany.
She ran to the tree and caressed it, running her fingers along the cracks in the bark. "This mahogany is mahoga-fucking sexy." She hitched her leg around its trunk and licked it. "Mmmm. Fresher than a motherfucker."
Beca bit her lip and walked over to Chloe, pressing against her and whispered in her ear, "I know what else is fresher than a motherfucker..."
"Hit me with your best shot," the redhead replied huskily.
So Beca did. She broke a branch of the mahogany tree and hit Chloe over the head with it. "Das mahogany, bitch." Chloe fell to the ground. Beca skipped away towards the cornucopia to see if the other tributes were still there.
They were.
She skipped around the circle of confused tributes, lightly tapping them on their heads with her mahogany branch.
"Oak... oak... oak... oak... MAHOGANY!" She ran away giggling leaving an incredibly confused tribute behind. She made a full circle, shoved the boy out of the way and took his space. "Tsk tsk. Not fast enough!" She stabbed the mahogany branch through his heart and he died.
Boom goes the cannon.
"Oak... oak... oak... oak... oak... oak... oak... oak.. oak... oak... oak... MAHOGANY!" Beca ran around the circle again, this time actually racing the tribute. She won again, quickly killing the girl she outran.
She proceeded in this fashion until she was the only one left standing. Yet she wasn't crowned victor.
"Da fuq man! I just killed all those bitches with this mahogany branch and I haven't won?!" The speakers over the arena crackled.
"Right because there's still someone left. The one that was... ah... assaulting that poor tree."
Oh riiiighhhht. Chloe. The shorty skipped back to where she left Chloe. She was sprawled out on the ground, a large bump formed on her head.
Poke poke. "Chloeeee wake uuuup!" Chloe opened her eyes, dazed.
"Are you gonna hurt me again?" She backed away slowly, noticing the mahogany branch that had trickles of blood running from its tip.
"I would never do such a thing!" A grin spread across her face. She held her hand out to Chloe, who took it and stood up. "Leggo!" Beca dragged her to the cornucopia.
Beca climbed to the top and pulled Chloe up with her.
"What are we doing up here?" Chloe asked cluelessly.
Beca pushed Chloe onto her back. "Sh Chlo. Just mahogany me. Now." She closed the small gap between their lips. Chloe blushed as their tongues battled for dominance. Beca's hand trailed down Chloe's body, peeling her clothes off layer by layer.
"Here, on camera?" Chloe asked.
Beca pressed a finger to her lips. "Shhhh. That doesn't matter right now."
Beca tore her own clothing off and attacked Chloe's collarbone with her lips. Her fingers traveled south. She almost reached her destination when the speakers crackled once again.
"What tha mahogany is going on?! This is supposed to be a family show!"
Beca smirked. "Mahogony you! You mothermahoganiers! I was having fun."
Chloe frowned.
"No no no no. You both win, okay? Just stop. Have mercy on us."
Beca and Chloe pulled their clothes back on. They were both crowned victors.
Despite being from different districts, they somehow spent the rest of their days together, mahoganying frequently.
