Pepe slurped a can of pop. He was having a great time with these games. A great time that was ruined by one of the tech guy's feminine screams.
"Oh shut up, you big baby. It's just celebrities killing each other. Happens all the time in showbiz."
"No, sir... LOOK OUT THE WINDOW!"
Pepe rushed to the window, and dropped the can of pop. It hit the ground, spilling the drink everywhere. But it wouldn't matter in a couple of seconds.
Thomas the Tank Engine was flying. And he was flying right at them.
"MOVE THE BLIMP! MOVE THE BLIMP!" Pepe yelled.
"We can't move it in time, sir!"
At that moment, all of the competitors sat still. They looked to the sky, to see the cheery pink blimp go up in flames as Thomas slammed into it.
Katniss laughed, "Hey guys! We don't have to take out Pepe and T-Train after all! Thomas just slammed 'em!"
Ron, Seth, and Conan rushed forward.
"Uh, sweetheart... That blimp's headed right for us!" Conan shouted.
Suddenly, Sonic slumped into the room.
"I... I'm alive, you sick freaks!" he shouted, holding a pistol in his hand.
The team backed away, their hands raised.
"That's right, you sick sons of guns... Just stay back! Miss Everdeen thought I was dead, and was gonna eat me!"
Seth said, "Well, we all were, but we were gonna wait..."
"SHUT UP!" Sonic cried.
"Odin's beard!" Ron cried..
He said, "Now I'm gonna make you pay. All of you."
Sonic was about to pull the trigger, when his side of the house exploded.
Shards of hard candy flew everywhere, and the whole place begand to melt down from the flames.
"THIS WAY!" Conan yelled, slamming into the opposite wall and breaking through to the other side.
Katniss, Seth, and Ron followed.
The team coughed and hacked, overtaken by smoke.
"Did... Did we win the games?" Ron asked.
"Not on my watch."
The four looked up, straight into the barrel of Boba Fett's blaster.