A/N: Hey, it's Nameless again. On a happy note, HAPPY 3-MONTHS TO THIS BABY WHO HAS SURVIVED ALMOST DELETION! Anyway, we hope that our comedy isn't… you know… cartoony and stale. We hope you don't roll your eyes. Because I have this nagging feeling that you guys are. This chapter is loaded with that kind of crap, so I'm just warning you.

By the way, has any of you watched THE AVENGERS? AHHHH THOR! My obsession with the God of Thunder will excessively show in this chapter so beware.

Chapter 11

An Unexpected Caller

"Finnick?"

All three of them looked dumbstruck at the man in front of them. It was like they saw a ghost of the past. Gale's anxiety grew twice fold. One ex was bad enough, and here comes another one, gallivanting like a mad knight- in- shining- trench coat . Seriously, Kat is engaged! She's taken! Hasn't he made it clear with all the news in the media?

Hunger Games co-stars, Gale Hawthorne and Katniss Everdeen ties the knot. World anticipating the wedding of the year! Baby bumps, does Catnip have one?

Papparazzis, tabloids, rumors, Gale can tolerate all of them.

But he cannot tolerate ghosts from the past. Never ghosts of the past.

On the other side of the poker table was another confused man. Peeta had his mouth gaping open like a dead fish. Finnick? Really? Is destiny fucking kidding him? Wasn't he a villainous enough in the perfect fairytale of Gale and Katniss? Did life really have to throw in another ex?

Peeta spectated as the devil shed his coat. And when he did, Peeta felt like shielding his eyes a little. Because Finnick shone. The devil shone like an Angel. It blasted it's holy light bullseye through Peeta's ego.

Ermenegildo Zegna suit. Wonderful, just wonderful

Peeta now felt like a hermit in his favourite suit. Even Gale was outshined and he had an Yves Saint Laurent. Outshine level: Impossibru.

But of the stunned trio, one was ecstatic. And obviously, it was the ex herself.

"Finnick! Oh my goodness!" she cupped her mouth in shock. "I can't believe it! You're here!" Peeta was thankful that Kat didn't jump on the man because every single male in the entire species hated it when a woman spontaneously pounces on another man while they are talking to their boyfriend…ahem…ex-boyfriend.

But the devil really has to step over the line. He held out his arms for her and Kat, being a woman, accepted the hug unaware of the fuming males behind her.

"Wow! You look great!" she complimented him. "Not as fine as you are. Believe me." He smiled a sweetly. Ugh. Peeta hates sweet smiles. Unless it was from Kat, directed to him, him only. "Zegna? Is this where all our dates in McDonalds went to?" she laughed pawing at the collar. "I see your keen eye for luxury hasn't withered through time. And you enjoyed those McDonald dates, you always asked for the happy meal so you can get the toy."

"Ahem."

Peeta looked at Gale who cleared his throat, he felt the animal instinct of dominance that leaked out of the fiancé. It was a clear sign for BACK OFF. Peeta can't help but submit to it. Gale was marking Kat as a definite mate. A woman was blind to all of these animalistic impressions, take for example Kat here, who opted a handshake between the two. Gale stepped forward and Peeta restrained himself from restraining Gale. A casino was never a good place to brawl. It held too much money.

"Ah! Gale! Congratulations on your proposal! You got her good, I dare say. And I'm glad she's with a man such as yourself! I mean, if I were a woman, I'd choose you too." He shook Gale's hand good-naturedly. Apparently, he was immune to the menacing glare of the other man. Gale was momentarily confused for a bit until he unceremoniously shook back. Finnick's sultry British accent rung through the air. Again, with the animal instinct, it was like a call to all the females in the casino. Daddy's home.

"Oh! And Peeta Mellark!" What the hell, did he just call Peeta by his full name? The only people who are authorized to call Peeta his real name are his parents (that is when they're furious with him) and his future godchildren. "What brings you to this little corner of the world?"

Honestly, Peeta didn't know himself. Sure, he's here for a wedding but coming to the other side of the world for your amnesiac ex's fiancé's parent's vow renewal was pretty far-fetched, if you really think about it.

"I'm just… gambling. You know, it's really…. Fun." He managed to choke out. He gave himself the most epic facepalm in the whole world. Somehow, Finnick's suit shined brighter than it already is.

"And fun it is. My good man. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be spending the day with my good friend, Katniss, over here!" he smiled a smooth smile. Peeta felt the women swoon.

Good friend, bitch please.

"You wouldn't mind, would you, Gale, right?" he looked over at Gale who has been silent through the entire ordeal.

About a dozen expressions ran through Gale's face. Kat looked up at him like a puppy. She expertly jutted out her lower lip and her eyes twinkling stars. She tilted her head down so she could look up to him while saying, "Please, Gale. It's just a day."

"Indeed, it's not like… I'm going to sweep her off her feet and take off on my steed, am I?" the man said suggestively. Everybody shot him a raised brow.

"I was kidding! I was kidding! Come, can't man joke nowadays?"

And then Conversation said, let there be awkward silence, and there was silence. And the voice rested on the seventh second. All was awkward.

Katniss cleared her throat and walked over to Gale who looked like a statue (Zeus perhaps) and patted his chest. "Well then, it's settled! Where to, Finnick?"

"Have you visited Luna Park yet?" he proposed.

"Actually, we were planning on going there." Gale said. His jaw clenched dangerously, Peeta looked cautiously at both parties. He prayed that Kat will make all the right moves to unconsciously sojourn the eve of this scuffle.

"Oh would you like to join us, Gale? It's just like what they say, the more the merrier! And the same goes for Peeta! We'd all be together!" Finnick grinned.

A look of utter horror etched on Peeta and Gale's faces. Nothing's better than tagging along with a couple on their date! You might as well pop your seatbelt off in the middle of an ongoing roller coaster ride and plummet to the ground. No, being third wheel is not the best.

"No, no, no! It's not fair for you, it's our date and you won the bet." Kat said. She was getting red, how can those two be so rude?

"No, really. Won't you love to have them-"

"It's okay. Um, I have something to do tomorrow, so yeah. Have fun." Peeta bit his lips and shrugged his shoulders.

Yeah, like mope around all day in my hotel room while simultaneously blaming myself for causing this in the first place.

"Me too. Me and Chris have a lot of catching up to do." Gale excused, it was obvious that he was lying. His hand clenched Kat's smaller ones under the table.

Peeta was a little envious at this. No not the holding hands thing, he was used to their excessive PDA (okay, fine maybe a little). It was the fact that Gale was with family. He was home while Peeta was at the other end of the world with no connection to any relatives or family whatsoever. And plus, Gale was hanging out with THE Chris Hawthorne! THE Mighty Thor! THE God Of Freaking Thunder! He remembered swearing in his childhood that someday he will be a superhero, and he will live in Asgard, and he will play football with the Warriors Three in the Halls of Odin. Peeta pouted a little. He recalled all the Marvel comic books he had back at home. It was his pride and glory. Peeta remembered running around the house stark naked only in underpants with a blanket tied around his neck screaming "Justice will prevail!" at the top of his lungs.

He even had a picture of it. He was about three or four and he was proudly posing for his parents. Naked with a red blanket on his back and a rusty hammer from his father's tool box. It was back in Chicago, happily stored in one of the albums under the lamp on his bookshelf. Thank God Katniss never opted for a little snooping in that region of the house.

Bitch please, Thank God Gale never opted for a little snooping in that region of the house.

They all went home with unstable emotions.

Peeta rubbed his temples as he submerged himself in the large tub. He let out a sigh as relief coursed through his veins that were rigid and tensed from all the surprises of today. He fought sleep from taking over because he might not wake up and when morn comes, he'll look like a prune.

Must fight exhaustion… closing other programs… Updating browser please wait… Windows shutting down…

The ring of his phone jostled him and water sloshed out. Peeta groaned, stepped out of the tub and wiped his hands before picking up his phone. He was reminded of his superhero days of saving desserts, one cookie at a time, you know, with him, being naked and all.

"Hello?"

"I'm watching you."

Peeta almost dropped the hand clutched his heart. He must be immortal, surviving all these heart attacks. He felt like he was in one of those sci-fi films. Who sent cryptic messages to naked men in their hotel bathrooms?

"What the hell, creeper!" he yelled at the receiver.

A familiar laugh emitted from his phone and it echoed through the walls of his bathroom. Now he felt like he was in a comedy film. The Hangover Part VI.

"I'm really sorry, mate! AHAHA! I didn't mean to scare you, I-I- AHAHAHAHA!"

It was Gale fucking Hawthorne. Peeta reddened and quickly grabbed his towel and shimmied in it. He knew that Gale really can't see him but just to be sure.

Gale was still laughing and Peeta was oh so tempted to hang up on him and return to his wonderful wonderful bath.

"I'm just kidding you (gasp) I'm really sorry, sorry, sorry… okay I'm over it. Okay, okay, phew!" He took time to calm himself down for a bit with the occasional chuckles and reminiscing over Peeta's golden moment. Peeta could almost imagine Gale wiping a tear on the other side of the phone.

"Anyways, enough of that. I'm really sorry. The reason I called was because-"

He heard another voice from the line. It was Kat. Great, they were living together.

"Gale? What's so funny?"

She sounded like she was behind the door or the room Gale was in.

"Uh… give me a good excuse, will you mate?" he whispered to the receiver and Peeta thought twice on giving him or not but he thought that Gale has been nothing but nice to him ever since they met again on the train.

"How I Met Your Mother is on Warner TV?" he hurriedly spoke.

Gale relayed it to Katniss and she seemed satisfied enough. Thank you Barney Stinson for your perverse and unhealthy bad humor.

"Alright. Coast's clear. I was here to talk to you about something." The traces of laughing were ebbing away in Gale's voice and he meant business now. Peeta wondered what kind of business would your ex's fiancé would want with you.

"I need your help. We're stalking them tomorrow."

And there you have it. I hope it was worth the wait. Because I think it wasn't. And I had absolutely no idea why I made Nicholas Hoult as Finnick! XD -CookieCruncher