A/N: So I forgot to mention in the author's note on the previous chapter that I do actually have a twitter account under the name of Mockingjay500 . I use it for general purposes right now but I might start posting bits about fics, such as if there will be a delay in posting for whatever reason and all that sort of stuff that fanfic authors use twitter for :) So feel free to go and follow me if you want!
"Haymitch, you're not helping." Effie sighed, frustrated. "Now will you please give me the scissors back?"
She had been wrapping presents when Haymitch returned from spending a day hunting with Katniss. Thankfully she had already wrapped his first, not wanting to risk him seeing them, and they were tucked under the tree.
Having been brought up in a very particular way, Effie always made sure her presents were perfectly wrapped, with the paper folded in all the right places and a little ribbon on top, which she curled the tails of by running the ribbon along the edge of the scissor blades.
"How do you do it?" Haymitch asked, as Effie wrapped the present they had brought for Peeta. He hadn't waited for an answer as he picked up the scissors and the roll of ribbon, swiping it along the edge of the blades as he had watched Effie do. Of course, he didn't quite have the right technique and had only succeeded in causing the ribbon to fray at the end.
By this time, Effie was ready to use the ribbon to finish Peeta's present. Haymitch, however, wasn't going to give up his attempts at curling it, ignoring Effie's outstretched hand.
"It's really not that difficult," she rolled her eyes. "If you give it back to me, I can show you."
"If it's not that difficult, how comes I can't do it?"
"There's a technique to it." Effie shook her head. "It's not hard, you just have to do it the right way."
"Well what's that, then?"
"If you give it back to me, I can show you."
Haymitch paused then, before reluctantly handing the ribbon and scissors back to Effie. Quickly, she wrapped it around the parcel, tying it a bow on the top before cutting the ribbon roll free.
Then she showed Haymitch how to curl the ribbon, holding the scissors wide open and running the sharpened side of one of the blades along the lengths of ribbon that formed the tails of the bow.
"See? It's really not that difficult." She shrugged, placing the present under the tree as Haymitch picked the scissors and ribbon back up, attempting to do the same as Effie had just done. The ribbon curled slightly, but not as much as it had done for Effie. He held it up, frowning.
"You just need to add more pressure." Effie told him as she started to wrap the next present. "It just takes a bit of practice."
Later, she would regret saying that when Haymitch refused to give her the ribbon or scissors back, insisting that he needed to keep practicing.