Not too happy with this chapter :( Doesn't have enough Peeta/Finnick. but more of the Finnick/Katniss Friendship. Please Review!
I do not own the Hunger Games at all :3
I stumbled out to the edge of the forest as the morphing dies in the sand. I look at the dead monkeys and pick up each arrow out of the carcasses. Every once and a while I would look back and see Peeta talking her to sleep. She seemed happy. By the time I had gathered a large handful, I returned to Peeta and Katniss and the now dead woman.
I volunteer to watch guard. Mags. I can't believe she is gone. I don't know what to do. So I cry. Not loud, but tears to appear. And once I am all cried out, I have to move. For about an hour I pick tuffs of grasses and vines, then I begin to weave. I first weave a nice little hut for Peeta and Katniss. As I see them snuggling together, I am almost brought to tears again.
I then weave three bowls, filling two with water. After that I dive for some muscles. The water cools my beginning-to-be-itchy face. Actually, my face is really itchy. That damn fog made my face go all scabby. God. And now the scabs are healing and my face and body are so itchy. I grab enough muscles, and then put them into the woven bowl and start cracking some open with a rock and eating them.
Katniss soon wakes up. I am actually starting to warm up to this girl, no matter how envious I am of her. We joke around a bit and eat some muscles. Suddenly a tube of something floats down towards Katniss's face.
"About time." She squeals, before moaning in pleasure at the relief she has found of the contents. It was this gross brown paste, but it did look tempting. But in no way am I putting that putty on me.
"It's like your decomposing." I joke, but it honestly looked like that. Ya, like I was going to put that on my face. Why ruin perfection?
But then again, it was tempting. And the itching was getting worse. Finally I gave up and had to put some on. It did feel good. Not good, amazing. It made the itch practically disappear!
"Poor Finnick. Is this the first time in your life you haven't looked pretty?" Katniss says.
"It must be. The sensation's completely new. How have you managed it all these years?" I joke back.
"Just avoid mirrors. You'll forget about it,"
"Not if I keep looking at you," I laugh. After that we are forced to help each other slather more of the liquid on. She rubs some on my back and I moan in relief. Her face turns red. I return the favour and rub the ointment on hers. I have to admit, she is pretty, but my sights are still set on Peeta. But still, no wonder he went with her.
For a while she and I just sit there and soak in the relief. Then she states:
"I'm going to wake Peeta,"
"No, wait. Let's do it together. Put our faces right in front of his." I smile.
We place our gross, mucky faces right in his. I can feel his breath. I smile to myself. In a sweet voice Katniss chants to Peeta:
"Wake up. Wake up Peeta."
He opens his bright blue eyes and shouts.
"Aaah!" He scuttles back further into the hut, and me and Katniss roll over laughing.