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Interview days had come.

"How'd you get such a low score, Peeta?"

"Peter," he corrected Katniss. "I don't know…"

They were backstage, while Caesar warmed up the crowd. This was District 12's last chance to get sponsors after their terrible performance in training.

Woody pushed the two strands out of his face, but they fell back instantly, so it was a waste of time for him to have even done in the first place, as he came up.

He drunk some Red Bull.

"Good shit, this… so, do we know what we're doing?"

Peter stared at him. "You have to tell us! We don't know."

Woody held up his hands. "Okay Tuna-Flavour, calm down."

Cinna came up. "Peter, I, like, have your costume ready for you."

"Is it fantastic?" Peeta asked.

Cinna nodded. "Yeah, darling."

Katniss adjusted her dress. "I hate this thing."

Cinna sniffed. "Well, since no-one likes you as a person, we had to make sure they like you as a sex object."

Woody nodded. "Oh, he is so right."

Peter smiled. "I'm going to charm them."

"Pretend you meant to get that score," Woody winked.

"But…" Cinna started. "That's, be, like, against his plan. That's, like, stupid."

Woody frowned. "Forget that then." He looked at Katniss. "You need to dazzle him with your personality. Be charming, brusque, kind, arrogant and all that at once! Keep changing!"

"That's a good idea! Act like a schizophrenic," Peeta agreed genuinely.

Cinna spread his hands. "And, like, if that doesn't work, you can always dazzle them with your body," he told her. "Act fruity."

Just then Glimmer walked past, dressed in a provocative gold dress, which all the guys could see through. Or mostly.

Peeta stared, Cinna blanched and Woody licked his lips.

"La, la, la, changes…"

District 5 adjusted his collar as she went past and even Clove gaped.

Then she went behind a door and the music stopped, leaving them all to recover.

"Damn!" Woody remarked. "Pick her up and sizzle her over a barbecue!"

"Like, totally," Cinna agreed.

"Hot girls, we have problems too, we're just like you," Peeta sang randomly.

All the guys nodded.

Woody turned around. "So, I don't think the sex route will work now after seeing that hot piece of Panenium ass!"

Katniss frowned. "Cinna, you designed the dress! Why did you make it so good!"

Cinna shook his head. "I like, didn't make it. I chose to work with one District, and I chose you."

"Awww, thanks Cinna," Katniss said.

"Wish I hadn't now," Cinna muttered.

"What?" Peter asked.

Woody swung his hips. "Hot girls, we have problems too, we're just like yo-"

"Shut it!" Peter cried. Woody's singing sounded like a rat dying very slowly. Down a drain. While having sex. And taking a dump.

"At least the Arena can't be as bad as that," Peter commented to Katniss.

She nodded in agreement. Give her Thresh any day.

"Here we go," Woody said grumpily, still stung by how his singing hadn't been praised as it should have been.

Cato wrote down a verse on some paper, pushing his jacket out of his way, sitting on a wall outcrop at the side of backstage.

He muttered to himself before pushing it into his pocket. He was still muttering when he heard a pair of feet walking up to him.

"Look Clove, I don't care if I got a 10, I'm not going to help you torture those guys from District 12-" he looked up at Glimmer.

He slipped off, his pen flying into someone's head.

"Hello to you too, Decade."

Cato didn't even register the crack against his score. He was staring at Glimmer. He liked to think he was a gentlemen, to look away at a woman's indignity, to think about personality over physical. Then he stared at her dress… or rather, through her dress.

"Cato?" Glimmer called, as if from down a tunnel.

He was looking at the perfect shape of her body, the strain of fabric around the area of her ch-

"CATO!"

He looked up. "Hello?" He said stupidly.

She frowned and looked down. "It's the dress, right? Too much?"

Not enough, Cato thought.

"This will get me sponsors, right?" Glimmer asked.

Cato nodded. "I'd sponsor you…"

"That's sweet," she remarked.

No it wasn't. Not in the way Cato was thinking.

"Anyway, I'm first up, and I just wanted to say, good luck out there," Glimmer told Cato.

Cato nodded as she walked past him.

"Holy fuck!" Cato said out loud.

Caesar was bored of his job. Watching kids keep getting thrown in and stuff; it just depressed him.

He turned to the crowd, District 12 watching him on the screen.

He smiled from his chair. "What makes a clock go tick-tock?"

Everyone waited.

"The hip-hop!"

Woody laughed, clutching his side.

"Ha, ha, hip-hop… ha, ha."

Katniss looked at Peter. "Is it a side effect from living in the Capitol?"

Peeta shrugged. "Just shoot me if I sink that low."

They looked at the screen as Caesar cried:

"And now, I present you District 1's female tribute! Let's see if she lives up to her name… I give you GLIMMER!"

Peeta and Katniss watched as the blond girl came out onto the stage.

Cinna coughed. "Excuse me bros, I'm off to go… to the toilet."

He rushed off.

Katniss watched him away. "What's wrong with him?"

Peter sighed. "He's gone off to masturbate."

"Oookay," Katniss breathed.

Up on stage Caesar was asking Glimmer a question.

"So, how have you found training so far?"

Glimmer smiled, displaying even, white teeth, before crossing her legs, displaying more skin.

Peeta breathed heavily. "I'm off."

He tried to run, but Katniss grabbed his arm.

"I don't think so!"

"Please," Peter whined. "I need to get rid of it! They're hurting meeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Woody grabbed Peeta. "Okay son, we have you. Don't look and you won't get hurt."

Glimmer started speaking. "Well, it's certainly been interesting, watching the other tributes. Assessing them… after all, we do have the bloodbath first thing."

Caesar nodded. "Of course… anything that's stood out so far?"

Glimmer laughed. "Yeah, there's this guy from District 2."

Caesar leant in. "Really? Friends?"

"Yes, and yes."

"But only one comes out."

"And it gets harder and harder to accept that."

Caesar sighed for everyone. "But you'll do what you have to do… when the time comes?"

"24 tributes; hopefully I won't have to confront him."

"But if it's just you two?"

"Don't torture me Caesar."

He held up his hands. "No, but I think we're all interested in what's going to happen."

Glimmer pushed her hair out her face. "I'm sure," she said rather more darkly than she intended.

The interview continued on for a while, but Glimmer eventually walked off to huge applause.

"Be charming..." Woody told Katniss.

She looked around, smiling and giving him the thumbs up. "Thanks for that fucktastic advice!"

Woody smiled and withdrew as Marvel came up on stage.

"Captain Marvel!" Caesar gushed.

Marvel waved, laughing as he sat down.

Caesar looked at him. "You're the talk of the town… but I think I speak for all of us as I ask: What are you're powers?"

Marvel, who had pinned Peter to a wall with a spear due to him calling him a superhero, seemed to have had the same brainwash everyone in Panem besides Katniss had been given; he seemed to have been a superhero for years now from the way he told it.

"Well, when I fell into a box of Extravagant Goods, you know my District makes them, I got my powers. I must have been six when it happened."

Caesar nodded. "I hear you have a movie coming out?"

"Yeah, the day after the games finish."

"We have a clip… who'd like to see it?"

The crowd roared, including Peter and Woody. Cinna came back just to hyperventilate at the movie announcement.

Katniss was forced to watch the trailer in silence and wonder how the hell he was going to get sponsors from this.

Peeta came on with Marvel:

"I can't tell you what to do, only what's the right thing to do."

Peter nearly had an orgasm. "Fucking yes! I'm the BEST FRIEND of Captain Marvel! YES!"

Katniss grabbed him. "Peter, when did you do this? When did you do the acting?"

Peeta shrugged. "Who cares?"

Woody threw his Red Bull on the floor. "What the fuck! Peter's in it and I'm NOT! I hate my life!"

The music hit a pitch, Marvel doing some punching and jumping, fighting a huge guy who Peeta said was Lato, his main bad guy, and it finally hit a peak, stopping…

"Anyone order pizza?" Woody stuck his head around the door, holding a pizza.

Woody fist pumped. "Hell yeah! I'm the pizza guy! I got in the movie as comic relief! Suck on that Peter!"

Katniss didn't tell him he only had one line, whereas Peeta seemed to be in most scenes, but she just shrugged.

Marvel threw a car, talked to some people at a desk as jack Quaid, his alter ego, and then he was kissing Glimmer.

"I think Glimmer was an excellent choice as Mary-Kate," Cinna said.

Katniss sprang forward as Peeta and Glimmer stood next to each other, joking on how Marvel had just jumped a 20 foot high fence, and they now had to find a very normal way of getting up. The crowd laughed.

Katniss grabbed Peeta. "When on earth did you EVER talk to Glimmer? That never happened."

Peter shrugged. "I don't know."

"How'd this superhero thing hit off!? It was a silly nickname!" Katniss shrieked.

Just then, Marvel's interview came to an end and Clove went up after applause.

"I'm looking forward to killing Cato, my district partner! But I'm also going for Peeta Mellark-"

"She got my name wrong!"

"-he's first on my list!"

Needless to say her interview was a bit freaky as she named her knives and talked about him she put Tim (her 6 inch knife) to bed each night.

Then 'The Monster' came up.

"How'd you get such a good training score?" Caesar asked. "We thought you were a pussy?"

'The Monster' frowned. "I don't know."

"Anyway, I heard you're acting Lato in the new Marvel movie. He's main bad guy; how do you feel about that?"

'The Monster' looked blank. "I'm what?"

They moved through tributes until they got to Thresh.

"So, I hear you're the deadliest tribute, got a grudge with Cato. So you're going for him first?"

Thresh barked.

"What?"

"Grrr!"

Caesar fell back. "Excuse me?"

Thresh leapt at him.

Caesar screamed as Thresh fell on him.

After they got Thresh off, and they went through more tributes, Caesar trying to regain his composure, they got to District Shit.

"Good luck, sweetheart," Woody said. "Remember, friendly, arrogant, evil-"

"That's terrible advice!" Peter cried.

"Ignore it then," Woody grumbled.

Katniss felt worse than ever as she walked up to the stage.

She let Caesar dribble drool over her hand, and sat down.

"So," Caesar started. "How did you get such a shit score?"

Katniss remembered Haymitch's advice.

"I was really vibed up and I went in and tried my best!"

Caesar frowned. "Okay… so, are you confident?"

Katniss nodded. "Like, totally!" Okay, now act evil.

Caesar nodded. "Okay… er, how are you liking the Capitol?"

"I hate it! Why don't you get out of my business, you blue haired prick!"

Caesar was thrown. "Sorry!"

"It's okay dude! We rock it!"

Woody starting spasming. "No… no, no, no, she's doing it wrong!"

Peeta grabbed the screen. "Katniss! Can you hear me!? Ignore Haymitch's advice!"

But Katniss kept going.

"I hate Snow and all he stands for, but I LUV the way he does his hair!"

Caesar looked scared. "Okay! What's your skill?"

Katniss winked at Caesar. "Let's kept that between me and you!"

"Okay," Caesar whined.

Katniss frowned. "What's wrong with you, Mr Okay? Do you have an opinion? You're as bad as my stupid mentor!"

Woody chuckled. "That's good… hey, wait!"

"I love killing people, but I'd hate to see them hurt!" Katniss stated.

Caesar was crying now.

He leant in, before pleading urgently. "Please, even that Thresh freak gave me something, and he ate the table! Please!"

Katniss scowled, but then smiled. "I'm not a bimbo for you to use!"

"Bu-"

"I'll twirl!" She grinned. She stood up.

Cinna blanched. "But- the dress has no special fire to it! I-" He ran out to the stage, pulling out his lighter. Woody and Peter just stared at Katniss, who was now twirling like a lunatic.

"Yes, very pretty," Caesar muttered.

Cinna got to the front row of seats, and pulled out his lighter. He flicked it, a flame sprouting, before throwing it at Katniss' dress and melting into the shadows.

Her dress caught, and Caesar leapt back.

"You're on fire!" He screamed.

She smiled. "I know!"

The crowd all started commenting on how great her dress was, quite unaware it was going to burn her to death.

Peeta was in panic backstage. "What do we do?!"

Woody drunk his Red Bull, pushing his hair aside, which was a waste of time as they fell back straight after.

"I'll get her!"

Peter looked at him like he was mad. "But- you're half jacked up!"

Woody smiled. "Red Bull gives you wings!"

He ran round the corner, and up onto the stage. Katniss was burning now, still twirling, stuck in a world of her own.

Woody ran past Caesar and dove at Katniss throwing her to the ground, and getting his trouser leg set alight.

All in all, it went pretty badly.

Peeta and Cinna stood together, watching the Peacekeepers hose off a burning Katniss and Woody. Still; they liked her dress and Cinna's phone kept beeping for collective orders. Cinna leant in to Peter.

"Peeta-"

"Peter."

"Peter, you're our secret weapon! You have to save District 12 and get us sponsors!"

Peter nodded. "Get my suit."

Cinna hurried off.

Caesar was in tears as Katniss was pulled off, unsure if he'd just interviewed a suicidal schizophrenic.

After he'd recovered his composure with liberal amounts of morphine, he looked up.

"Next up… it's the guy who got a MINUS score! Peeta Mellark!"

Cato unblocked his ear to hear the hissing that was coming from Glimmer.

"I had a much better dress than her; far more beautiful. Stupid airhead, spinning in a circle while she's being set alight and people like it! They like it! Fools, they're all idiots. Just wait until we get to the arena Cato, mark my words."

"Consider them marked," Cato replied crisply. "But nothing speaks innocence like ignorance, and that, I think we can assume, she has in abundance."

Glimmer smiled at him. "Nice to see you taking my side."

Cato coughed. "Still… jealousy ill becomes you."

She scowled, her features turning ugly, just like while they watched the scoring. "Consider me flawed then."

Cato looked at her. "I could… but just try to ignore it. Who cares?"

Glimmer grimaced. "Yeah, whatever."

Cato swallowed. He knew she'd found a new target for the arena.

"I thought you were better looking," he told her, "but those Capitol's couldn't pull it off, so jealousy is a natural emotion. Of course they're going to grab anything they can pull off; in this case, a burning dress with a pathetically skewed character twirling in it."

Glimmer smiled grudgingly. "Is that quoted, or is it your own?"

"Cato's Own," he confirmed.

"And don't I love it," she muttered.

Peter came running on, but was waylaid by another tribute.

"Hey, you're the guy who got a minus!" He cried.

Peeta shook his head. "Pretty sure that wasn't me!"

"It was! Peeta Mellark!"

Peeta smiled. "But I'm 'Peter' Mellark."

The guy frowned. "Oh, yeah, guess you're right. Sorry mate."

Peter smiled. "It's cool." He continued onto the stage.

Katniss, now smiling at Woody after her great performance, was watching.

"Was I good?"

Woody just looked at her. "I didn't know who you were! One minute happy, the next sad; not to mention nearly burning to death"

Katniss looked away in a huff, because she'd been perfect and then saw Peeta.

"Oh, come on… my blood pressure is already high enough," Woody muttered.

Peter was on-stage… dressed in a 'Rory the Dinosaur' costume.

Cinna had created a green dino outfit, like what kids wear; Peter's head stuck out of the mouth, with dino gloves on and his shoes were covered with flaps to give him realistic dino looking feet.

Caesar looked taken aback.

"Rarr," Peeta cried, holding up his stupid claw gloves.

Caesar pretended to be scared. "Yes, very scary."

Peeta sat down. "It's okay though, I'm not a weirdo like Katniss."

The crowd laughed, because he looked like one.

"Did I say something?" Peeta asked, knowing full well why they were laughing.

Caesar grinned at him. "So, Peeta-"

"Peter."

"Sorry, Peeta-"

"Peter."

"I said Peeta?"

"No, you said Peeta, I mean Peter."

Caesar was confused. "What's the difference?"

"Well, Peeta's Peeta, and Peter's Peter."

"I don't get it."

"Well, just call me Peter."

"Okay… Peeta-"

"Peter."

"Right, what you said. Anyway, how are you finding the Capitol?"

"I'm finding it… roartastic!" He raised his hands and pretended to roar.

Katniss flushed with embarrassment that this was her partner.

Cato and Glimmer laughed their heads off at Peeta roaring in his chair.

Caesar tried to smile, but he just looked sick.

"Okay… how'd you get such a low training score? I mean, minus! That must be a record!"

Peter shrugged. "I can't talk about it."

"Yeah, but you must really suck to do that badly. I mean, really badly. Who'd want to sponsor you?"

Peeta shrugged again. "They might do it for comic relief. Keep the useless one alive through gifts. That's never happened before, and imagine if I won!"

Woody fist pumped. "That's what I'm talking about!"

Caesar nodded. "I think you have a plan. Was the score an act?"

"What act?" Peter asked.

"Forget it. How are you finding your fellow tributes?"

Peter grinned. "Well, I'm not too scared."

"No?"

"I mean, Gingernut-"

"Who?"

"Oh, District 5 female."

Caesar frowned. "Do you have nicknames fro all the tributes?"

Peter nodded. "Yeah! See, District 1 female is Bubbles."

"You mean Glimmer?"

"Yeah, Bubbles."

Glimmer opened her mouth in outrage. "I am NOT called Bubbles-"

Cato laughed openly.

"Cato's called Sonnet. You know, because he likes poetry, but everyone else calls him 'The Monster'. So that's his real nickname."

Caesar was smiling now. "Go on?"

"Well, Clove is Garlic… you know, because she's 'Clove' and she stinks!"

Caesar nodded.

"Well, I don't know who the others are, so they're just Fodder. You know Gingernut. Thresh is Mr T."

"Why?"

"Don't know. Rue's harder, but I think Gollum is right."

"Why?"

"Because she's evil and small!"

The crowd laughed, but backstage it was different.

Woody was pale. "Peter knows he's the lowest on the food chain, right? He can't make fun of-"

"Move," Thresh growled, appearing just behind them.

"Sure," Woody said, keeping his head down and moving out the way.

Peeta was grinning happily. "I don't have one for Katniss."

"Why not?"

Peeta looked down. "No reason."

Caesar grinned. "You got a girlfriend Peeta?"

"No."

"Handsome boy like you, I don't believe it for a second."

Peeta shrugged. "There is this one girl."

"Oh yeah?"

"It's- I've been stalking her since we were six…"

"Stalking her? Isn't that illegal?"

Peeta looked confused, smiling. "What's your point?"

Caesar looked confused. "Continue."

"Yeah, so, I can't take my eyes off her. I brought her a Box Set to show my love… but she, yeah, she didn't get it."

"Well, let me tell you. You go out, and you win this thing. Then she HAS to go out with you."

"I don't think winning is gonna help me."

"No? Because you can't?"

Peter looked up indignantly. "No! It's because she fucking came with me!"

Caesar breathed deeply. "Peeta… is it Garlic?"

"No."

"How about… Bubbles?"

"No! But I wouldn't mind tapping that."

"Wait, she's from your District… is it Effie?"

"Fuck no!"

"Fine, how about Haymitch?"

Woody started fanning himself. "I'm all a flutter!"

Peeta looked exasperated. "Hello? 'She'." Caesar still looked confused. "Goddamit, it's Katniss!"

"Ohhh!" The crowd went.

Katniss blanched. That's why he volunteered… why he kept stalking her… why she didn't seem to put it all together until she was told for dramatic effect…

Caesar frowned. "You mean the girl who got a zero?"

Peter went off to applause, waving his hand in his stupid dinosaur costume.

Katniss and Woody went to get him; Woody because he was angry Peter had just thrown aside their love like an old rag, and Katniss because she needed to punch him; hard.

They reached Peter and Katniss threw him against the wall.

"What the fuck Peeta, you made me look weak, you ruined my reputation-"

Woody grabbed her and pulled Katniss back. She glared at Peeta, breathing heavily.

Woody looked between them before focusing on Katniss. "Hey Tuna Flavour."

"I'm a tribute!" Katniss snarled.

"You're too excitable," Woody told her.

"Drank," Cinna commented.

Woody pointed at him. "Oh, he is so right!" He looked behind him. "Hey Peter-," he stopped and looked around. "Wait, who's Peter?"

Katniss pointed at him. "He's Peeta!"

Woody looked at him, before turning back. "No! That's not Peter. He's Codfish Peeta! He ain't our Peter!"

Katniss looked at him. He wasn't Peter. He just looked like him.

"Oh, sorry."

Then the real Peter came around the corner.

"Hey-" He saw Katniss and ran.

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