My Little Minion

by iloverueforever

"For this years Quarter Quell as a reminder that even the youngest children can be torn from their families, each tribute will have a "minion," A girl from the ages 2-8 entered with them. This girl will be reaped on reaping day as well as the two tributes. Two little girls from each District. The daughters of victors. If you die the child dies with you and vice versa."

11. District five Reapings Minions

Hey guys! There is a poll on my profile to see which of the district 1 tributes u like best, this might be key to one or both of their survivals so please vote, I redid the poll so even if u voted please vote again, I will have this poll up until 2morrow and then put up District 2 poll! Oh and keep those drabbles coming, you guys only have until Monday! And don't forget the Capitol People to earn 10 Sponsor Points per person u create! :DLove you all

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Sunny Thyme's POV Age 2

"Sunny! Where did you hide my lipstick?" My mommy asks picking me up from off the floor. I shrug my small shoulders and grin at her, making my brown eyes light up. "Jessie, have you seen my lipstick?" My 9-year-old sister looks up from her coloring book.

"No, sorry," She says eyeing me carefully. I smile crookedly at her causing her to wrinkle her nose.

"Come one lets go Jess.." Mom says taking hold of Jessie's hand and pulling her from the wooden chair. Mom leads us out the door, making sure to close the door behind us. I wave to people from my spot on mommy's hip, some wave back, some don't. I reach my small arm into the pocket of my green dress, feeling the small tube of lipstick that was my mothers. "Your going to wait in this area for me o.k.?" Mom asks bending down to be at my eye level. I nod and place my hands lightly on her knees. "I love you Sunny," She says kissing my red head lightly.

"I love u too," I say wrapping my arms around her neck.

"WELCOME!" The escort says, I think mommy said her name was Misty Blackthorn, but I'm not exactly positive. "Sunny Thyme," She yells. I didn't even hear her speech and automatically turn to her wondering what the problem is. Why am I being called? I ask myself. Did I do anything wrong? Something catches my eye, a small wave of a hand. I crane my neck into the audience to try to see who it was. Jessie stands urging me on with a wave of her arm. I raise my eyebrow at her. She nods and points to the stage. I nod taking my time to crawl under the rope and on to the stage.

Annie Moore's POV Age 4

The crowd disperses as I grip onto my older sisters arm, trying to not get swept away by the flux of people.

"Ann, Here," Ally says picking me up. My other sister Tallia smiles at me reassuringly. They had to bring me with their friends because Mommy had to go somewhere. My blue eyes settle on the justice building and I immediately thrash about, in my 16-year-old sisters arms, tears start streaming down my face as I remember Jemma, My 15-year-old sister, screaming for her life. She was reaped last year and died in the last twelve people standing, I will never forget her reaping, how she screamed when the peacekeepers tore her away from me. I grimace, from then on In didn't talk at all, lost in time. "ow She bit me," Ally says letting me drop to the ground, I scurry away from them trying to get lost in the crowd moving away from the square. Strong arms envelop me and I am thrust into the air. Swiveling around to try to see their face I manage to get one of my arms free.

"Annie, hon, what are you doing?" Jemma's x-boyfriend Baron asks. They were going to get married, but they never can now. Someone told me he is still in-love with her and I believe it too. I try my best to smile at him despite the lousy feeling hanging in the air.

"She got away from us," Tallia says suddenly appearing by my side, shy as never.

"Oh," Baron says showing that he understands. "She's not going to the reaping though," Baron says trying to calm me down, he rubs one of his big hands in slow circles on my back.

"No….but she is going to the victors reaping." Ally says taking me from him. I smile at him as we walk away.

"Annie Moore," My name rings through the square bringing me back from my thoughts. I look around, blue eyes wide. The girl next to me gently shoves me forward and I glare at her.

Standing on the stage, beside Sunny, looking out in to the crowd of young girls, bites at me and I lurch forward, suddenly aware of my position here. Sunny reaches a arm out to me steadying me. I smile at her thankfully and she gives me a shaky crooked smile.

Trivia question (10 points)

Who killed Prim? Thresh? Foxface?

And give me an explanation of how.