Effie and Haymitch

by EffieAbernathy

Welcome, welcome! This is my fanfic about Effie and Haymitch, my two favorite characters of the "Hunger Games"-series. I started writing it because I thought it would be fun, but by now it has become a serious project, especially because I got much feedback on it- and because I'm totally in love with Effie and Haymitch! Please remember that I come from Germany, so pardon my faults!

11. Chapter 11: The invitation

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Effie,
You just began scaring me. What is this talk about us not being made for each other? I didn't even know you thought of me in such a... way.
But curiously enough people seem to expect us being more than just colleagues. Yesterday Peeta took away one of your letters to annoy me and Katniss was very surprised about you not being more... friendly to me. You know what I mean, huh?
It's awfully boring here without anyone insisting on manners and correcting the behaviour of every person within a 30-mile radius . I'd really like to meet you, when shall we drop by?
Going to the coast is no good. You just wanna hold Katniss and Peeta off their well-deserved refreshments. And you haven't yet told me about your problems, Eff. Try to convince me: are you as profound as you think?
Haymitch

Hey there, Effie!

I just HAVE to tell you: Guess why my geese were running wild? Guess why? They have babies! Yah, really! They are all small and white and tiny, I know you'd just love them (uhm... in the case I'd wash them, because they are full of... you know, "geese produce").
Guess what? I took some dancing lessons. They were horrible. The teacher told me to never come back and get another hobby, for example choping wood.
Yours, Haymitch

Geese produce? I don't even want to think about that.

XO, Effie

My dearest Haymitch,
Apparently you seem to think that I am interested in you in a romantic way, but you've got another think coming. I never saw you as something else than a friend or a coworker, and I never will. Just look at us, we would be a horrible couple! I don't even know why we ever started talking about us becoming more than friends. It's ridiculous- the only thought!
I am still looking forward to give you dancing lessons, as you really seem to do your best to avoid them. I promise you will live to rue every rude thing you ever told me. That will be enjoyable, won't it?
What about you visiting me next weekend? If you are going to buy the train tickets right in the coming days, they won't cost too much. What do you think about that?
Love,
Effie