Sorry for the long update time guys! Hopefully chapters will be more frequent now, as my other beautiful fanfiction (that everyone here should read and favorite even if they didn't enjoy it because I will kill their tributes in lame and painful ways if they don't) has ended. Sorry everyone whose tributes have been forgotten, put in as different people, maimed, dropped from tall heights, been given schizophrenia, etc.
Holly looked on as all the other tributes (minus one notable exception) stared at the arena they had just entered. It was a very safe arena. No lava streams, no explosions, just a nice padded path leading to a padded forest. She was so excited; finally, she would know what being in the hunger games was really like! Holly wondered how it would feel when she took another person's life. She quivered in excitement as the count ticked down. 5, 4, 3, 2,1. Holly burst off running towards the center. She looked at the other tributes going to the center; Not-Peeta, Sparkles, George, Julie, Tierza, the cat, and a multitude of unnamed characters put in to let the author have deaths without killing their favorite characters were all sprinting towards the Cornucopia. Holly arrived first and scooped up three throwing knives. "Hey George, let's cooperate!" George seemed confused by this, so Holly made her point more clear. Flicking her wrist quickly, she threw a knife into George's neck. Mimet I Jumpherb did something or another to indicate the author hadn't forgotten about them.
"I was wrong." His last thought flashed quickly across his mind before he fell unconscious. The knife exploded, launching George's remains high into the sky. The majority of his torso came down, squashing a poor, unnamed girl. Holly grabbed some food, a backpack, a battle axe, and a stapler before running towards the safe forest of padded trees. Several tributes were in her way, but all had apparently felt the pain of accidentally stapling themselves before and gave her a wide birth. Holly watched as Tierza fired an arrow into another tribute.
"That seems unlikely." She thought to herself. Finally, Holly happened upon Mary Sue.
"Hey Mary Sue, let's cooperate!" said Holly happily. Mary Sue was wearing a grey jumpsuit, red colored contacts, and her district token, a skull charm with a snake in it.
"Yeah! What weapons do you have?" Mary Sue asked beautifully.
"Just this stapler." Mary Sue's eyes wandered to the battle axe on Holley's back, but she was too thick to make any logical thoughts about this.
"I don't use weapons. I'm going to be a healer in these hunger games! Wooh!" A wave of distinctly German giggles erupted from a nearby bush. Panicking, Holly slammed her stapler down into the bush repeatedly, not stopping until a rather old and fat man ran out of it.
"Wow, Mary Sue, that seems really…. Nice of you." Holly regretted her choice of allies.
