18. Gale For Dinner, By Skyeturner
"GALE!" Screamed Katniss at me as she ran towards me. Weird…? She normally ignores me...
I walk to her anyways and embrace her in a hug.
"Look what I got us!" She screams, waving what looks like two airline tickets. "We're going to Florida so we can go air boating down the everglades!"
That was three days ago, and we're here now, just me and Katniss like the old times. We're air boating though, and I'm not too sure about this...
Katniss seems a bit odd, looking away, and not meeting my eyes. I stare away into the murky green water. I have already spotted about 8 alligators, and freaked out about 20 times.
Suddenly the boat roars up, getting quicker, it flies across the corner, and I feel a shove of hands across my bare chest. It's Katniss, and she's pushing me... I'm falling?
Yes, I'm falling into a river of hungry alligators, and I am their dinner...
19. Bread Monkeys, By GlitterAttack
"Hi, Peeta," I said in a fake friendly voice. "How are you today?" I was only being nice to him because Katniss was here. If she wasn't, I'd be trying to rip Bread Boy to shreads.
"Hi, Gale," He said in an equally forced voice. "What do you need today?"
"A couple loaves of bread," I said while avoiding Katniss's eyes.
"Ok, we have some fresh bread in the back room. I'll get a couple of those for you."
"Thanks," I said. Huh. Why was he being so nice to me all of a sudden? Probably wants to show off to Katniss. Well, two can play at that game.
While Peeta was gone, I decided to take a chance on Katniss. "Do you want to go for dinner this Friday?" I asked her in a seductive voice.
"I'd love to!" She said. Her eyes looked at me like she was hiding a secret from me, though.
The door to the back room suddenly opened. It wasn't Peeta who came out though, but a whole tribe of strange-looking monkey creatures.
"What the-" I started. Katniss had disappeared into the back room, and the monkeys approached me. I noticed that each held a loaf of bread. Once they stood right in front of me, they held the bread out to me.
"Wow, Peeta, are these your assistants?" I asked. I reached a hand to take a loaf of bread from the nearest monkey. My finger had just grazed the bread when all the monkeys pounced on me.
I screamed, trying to shake them off, but they were incredibly strong. They hung on to me with a death grip, and clawed and scratched at me. The biggest monkey took a loaf of bread, and shoved the whole thing in my mouth. I choked on it for a couple seconds, until the world started to tilt in an alarming way.
The last thing I remembered was one of the mutts laughing in my face, and Katniss saying, "I guess that our date has been cancelled."
20. I Can't Swim, By GlitterAttack
"Katniss, are you sure this is a good idea?" I asked her uneasily. I was standing at the edge of a huge lake in the woods of District 12. I ran a hand through my thick dark hair, making sure every strand fell down in the perfect way.
"Of course, Gale," She said with a smile. "I'd never let you drown!" She wrapped her arms around my bare chest, and I felt a shiver of excitement run through my body, and I gave in. If it meant I could swim with Katniss in only a pair of shorts, I'd do it.
"OK, I'm ready," I announced. I stood at the very edge of the lake, and prepared myself to dive in.
"I'll be right behind you." She promised.
I jumped, and kicked my legs every which way, desperately trying to stay afloat. "Katniss!" I yelled, choking on some water.
She jumped in, and said, "Follow me, Gale!"
I tried, but I couldn't swim. I was a hunter, not a swimmer. When I started to fall below the water, Katniss didn't even turn around to help me. My legs and arms were leaden with exhaustion, and I couldn't continue anymore for the life of me.
My body hit the bottom of the lake, and I laid down in a small ball. This isn't such a bad place to die, I thought, etching Katniss's name into the sand underneath me.
21. Naughty Gale!, By TheeBookWriter
Gale was hunting one day when he heard the most beautiful tune running through the woods, it was so lovely and catchy, and he was almost pulled towards it until he saw a tiny girl sitting with a box. He was worried, what if she was some sort of… threat? "Excuse me? But where did you get that box?" He asked clearing his throat.
"It's my father's it's called a 'boom box' would you like it?" The girl answers almost innocently, but a hint in 'want it' sent Gale on edge.
"Who are you?" He asks the little girl, she seemed only fourteen, the same age as he.
"Never you mind, but do you want the box?" The girl asked.
It was so weird but Gale had to get that box, he needed that box. The music was just too beautiful to ignore! "Fine! How much?" He bursts out.
"Ooh, no money just a bargain." The girl smiles, Gale nods for her to go on, "You have to stop hunting for a week then you get the box, if you fail then you will not get the box and a glass eyed, wooden tailed lady will come round your house and kill you."
Gale was shocked by the little girls bargain, hunting fed his family, he couldn't do this it would kill them! But the music… the beautiful music….
DAY ONE:
"Gale, darling aren't you going hunting today?" His mother asked knocking gently on his bedroom door. Gale sat in bed staring out the window that directly stared into the woods were the box was.
"No, Mom." He answered instantly.
"Okay, Honey, breakfast is on the table." She answered gleefully.
DAY TWO:
"Gale?" His Mom knocked on the door that morning her hand on the door knob to check he was okay. "Are you going hunting today?" she asked.
"No, Mom." Gale said. It killed him to not go. He crawled on his bed, staring at the woods, so tempted to go.
"Oh… okay, Honey." She replied before walking away.
DAY THREE:
"Gale!" His Mom walked in angrily, her eyes looked dark and had such bags that Gale could have weighed them and they would break the scales, she looked quite thinner than usual. "I think you should go to the woods today."
"I can't! I'm… ill!" He lied looking from his mother, what was he doing?
"Fine… but soon okay? Your brother's ill!" She begs.
DAY FOUR:
Today was nearly the last day of the task at hand and he was going to do a big hunt. He himself was getting tired and weak, but listening to his brother's moans all night killed him inside. He couldn't do this! "Gale!" His mother sobbed walking in. "Please!"
"I can't Mom!" He says urgently shutting the door on her and bolting it. "I'm so sorry!"
Just one more day, you can do it!
DAY FIVE:
Yes! It was the final day! And tomorrow he would go out to the woods and do a big hunt! A bigger hunt that he had ever done before! With that box on his draws! But… the house was silent… a hint of smell came from outside his bedroom door… he stepped outside and saw his family dead on the floor from starvation.
He had killed them! He cried, shaking his Mom to wake, it must just be a bad dream! She was just hungry! He would wake them up and they would be all okay! But he saw something. On the table was caught meat from Katniss… she had hunted! No! This was all for nothing!
Then, knock… knock.
He turned to the door fearfully, it's her! It's the woman with the glass eyes and wooden tail! He crawled into the corner fearfully.
Knock… knock.
"Leave me alone!" He yells then it stops… everything is silent.
Until the door bursts open revealing a woman with glass eyes and a wooden tail holding a long butchers knife. She walked up to him as he sobbed and tried to crawl away from the woman but she stabbed him over and over again. "No! It was Katniss not me!" He cried, but she kept stabbing at him. He just managed to rip her mask off before dying to see… Peeta Mellark!
22. Snare Accident, by GlitterAttack
I led Katniss to the woods, eager to show her my newest and most elaborate snare yet. I had worked on this particular snare for days, and once it was perfect, I had insisted that Katniss accompany me into the woods to take a look at it.
I knew she would be so impressed, and maybe then I can win her back from Bread Boy. Katniss followed me deep into the woods, and I crouched right in front of the snare.
Katniss sat down next to me, and I carefully showed her how the snare worked. She did look impressed, which filled me with happiness.
"Let's go hunting, Gale!" She said excitedly once I had finished detailing every feature of my snare.
I obliged happily, and we easily caught ten rabbits, five squirrels, and four turkeys. By the end of our hunting session, I was in a particularly good mood.
Katniss and I walked along, getting closer and closer to the fence. Suddenly, my foot got twisted on something, and I felt myself crashing down onto the forest floor.
My head slipped in through the mouth of the snare, and I screamed out a string of choice curse words. I felt thick, hot blood on my neck.
"You should be careful next time, Gale," Katniss said with a giggle, as she watched the snare get caught deeply in Gale's neck. "Now you know how those poor rabbits feel!"
So much for impressing Katniss, you idiot. I thought sadly.
23. It's Only A Haunted House, by Skyeturner
"Are you sure it's safe?" I ask Katniss and Peeta, who have both gone very red.
"Yeah! It's only a haunted house," says Katniss as she raises her eyebrows, and clings onto Peeta, who has her arms around her.
"Not scared are you!" Peeta asks while laughing.
"Course not" I say quickly, but that was a lie. Of course I'm frickin' scared!
I stand back, as Peeta opens the door, and shoves me in first. I jump because there are about 300 snakes inside, all headed right towards me.
Peeta and Katniss give me one last shove.
I've fallen into the pit of snakes, and their hissing at me. I jump up and make a dash for the door, but it's slammed shut... and I am locked inside a haunted house along with 300 venomous snakes... Great!
24. Happy Birthday, by GlitterAttack
"Happy Birthday, Gale!" Katniss said as she handed me a box wrapped in blue wrapping. I beamed at her, and took the box from her outstretched hands.
"Thanks, Catnip," I said to her, using the nickname I'd made for her.
Katniss rolled her eyes, and gave me her death glare. "Just open it!" She squealed excitedly. Katniss never squealed, so whatever was in this box was making her super excited.
I ripped the wrapping off, and opened the box. Inside was a whole bag of fresh berries, all different colors and sizes.
"I was out in the woods for hours finding all your favorite berries!" Katniss explained with a huge smile.
I felt a little let down. Who gets berries for their birthday anyway? I'd been expecting something more elaborate.
I took a handful of berries and dumped them into my mouth so I would not hurt Katniss's feelings. "Thanks, Catnip." I repeated, as the berries exploded in my mouth.
"No problem, Gale." She said with a wide smile.
I suddenly felt very sick, and my throat started to close up. I couldn't seem to breathe properly, and my heart was pounding furiously against my rib cage.
"I…think…allergic…berries…" I managed to get out before I felt darkness envelope my eyes and my body slumped forward.
"Happy Birthday, Gale!" Katniss yelled happily as she and Peeta left Gale's house and headed to Victor's Village.
25. Death by Tea, by GlitterAttack
I knocked on her door frantically and moaned loudly, hoping to get her attention. If she's off in our woods with Lover Boy again I will kill that baker. The woods used to be our place, and now she doesn't ever go with me! It's all about Lover Boy now…
I am considering pounding down her door with my one remaining good arm when she opens the door. All these years and I can never get over how beautiful she is.
"Peeta!" She yells as she opens the door. Then she looks at me, and realizes it's not Peeta, but me, Gale. She backtracks immediately. "Hey Gale, what happened to your hand?"
"Mining accident." I replied, putting on a brave face. When Lover Boy got his leg cut in half during the Games, he sat there and cried like a baby. This will show Katniss who's really the brave one!
"Oh, you poor thing." Katniss cooed. "Here, have some tea while I get the medicine and bandages. It was for Peeta, but he's a little late…"
Haha, I hope he never comes! Maybe he got attacked by frosting or something…
I sat on the table and took one of the teacups while I waited for her. I wasn't a big tea person, but this was lovely! I couldn't resist emptying the second cup as well after I'd finished mine.
Katniss emerged with a pile of bandages and a couple bottles of medicine. "Feeling better, Gale?" She asked with a cheerful smile.
"I feel so sleepy." I yawned loudly to illustrate my point.
"Yeah, this type of tea does that." She replied carelessly. "Except you won't really wake up again."
"What? You poisoned me!" I screeched at her. I leaped up from the chair and tried to strangle her, but I fell flat on my face instead.
The last thing I heard was. "Peeta! You're home! Oh, I love you so much!"
Not the best words to hear before dying…
26. Don't Mess With Effie, by GlitterAttack
"Gale, would you like some lamb stew?" The lady with bubblegum pink hair asked. She had been Peeta and Katniss's escort during the Games, but now she lived in District 12. I don't get why they like her so much.
"No, it looks disgusting!" I replied through a mouthful of spaghetti.
"What did you say?" Effie replied while glaring at me.
I'd had it with her manners obsession. I stabbed the table with my fork, and yelled. "I don't want any!"
"THAT'S MAHOGENY, YOU IDIOT!" Effie screamed. Her face now matched that pink wig spectacularly.
She suddenly leaped across the table, and dug the fork out of the table. "Manners, Effie." I teased her. "No climbing on tables!"
She hurled the fork straight at my chest. Before I had time to move, it pierced through my skin and I screamed in pain.
Effie got off the table and sat back down in a ladylike fashion. "Did you know that all Capitol forks come with a hidden knife?"
"No, I didn't." Peeta replied, sounding very intrigued. "Could I possibly try?"
"Of course!" Effie screeched. Before I knew what was happening, Peeta threw his fork right at my head. I screamed again. "I've always hated you, Bread Boy!"
"Take that!" Katniss screamed, and threw her fork at me. It hit me right in the eye. She never misses, does she?
"Now, everyone, remember your manners." Effie said loftily. Everyone went back to their meal, and no one took any notice of Gale.
27. Death by Roses, by Skyeturner
"Katniss, my lovely baby!" Sings Gale as he walks into Katniss and Peeta curled together like two peas in the pod watching a movie. They clearly don't hear him because they continue kissing, their lips crushing together in a truly disgusting way.
"Hello? Anyone in?" Says Gale sarcastically, eyebrows raised. They chose to ignore Gale's idiotic remarks and carrying on kissing, tongues entwined. Katniss moaned, and pulled back, placing her leg on Peeta's thigh, whispering and giggling in his ears, her warm breath on his ear.
"Urgh idiots, why I used to fancy her I do not know." Gale said laughing to himself, before making his way to the door.
"What did you just say?" Peeta suddenly screams, throwing Katniss off him, almost knocking her to the ground.
"Nothing, monkey head." Gale says turning to see Peeta fuming, as red as a raspberry in the face.
"You idiot. It's enough mocking me, but not my wife too, you've had your piggy eyes on her breasts for years." Peeta spits back in a tactfully planned manner. This had all been planned for weeks. The death of Gale. Finally!
"PEETA! WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!" screams Katniss loud enough to awake Haymitch from a deep drunken sleep.
"Not know Katniss!" screams Peeta back, pretending to be annoyed.
"Oh no, what you gonna do!" Gale says sarcastically quivering.
"This!" Peeta snarls, spraying wet saliva on the wooden floor.
Suddenly Peeta jumps on Gale bringing him crashing against the floor and immediately knocking him unconscious. Peeta doesn't stop he brings one pound against another. One smack after another smack.
"Peeta stop!" shouts Katniss putting her acting skills to work once again.
Katniss peels Peeta off of Gale and throws him to the side.
Katniss mother comes running because she hears the cries of Gale.
"Oh my god!" she cries covering her mouth. She's in with the plan too.
"What can we do!" Katniss says breaking into forceful tears.
"I have just the thing! What a surprise! Here Katniss!" Yells Katniss's mother.
Katniss takes the medicine and gently shakes Gale awake.
"Gale sweetie I'm here, drink this it's a medicine made of only natural roses. Drink and you will be fine in 30 seconds." Katniss purrs.
He gulps it down, and at 30 seconds later nothing's happened. No effect whatsoever.
"It's not working." Gale says grumpily.
"I lied it will be in a minute or two." she says.
"Till what?" he grunts.
"Till ur dead..." Katniss grins, hi-five -ing Peeta and kissing him.
"What… No! Stopp! Pleaseee!" Gale says, desperately pleading.
"Too late." Katniss laughs, going back to kiss her husband Peeta...
28. Chihuahua Attack, by GlitterAttack
"Gale, guess what?" Katniss asked me as we headed back into District 12 after a long day of hunting. I miss hunting with her, and it was nice to get out of the district without Lover Boy trailing behind like a lumbering bear.
"What, Catnip?" I asked in a sweet voice. I could talk to her all day and never tire of her voice.
"Peeta got a new dog!" She giggled happily. "It's so adorable, and the best part is, the dog hates Buttercup!"
"Really? That's wonderful!" I forced enthusiasm in my voice, wondering why Bread Boy had to creep up in all our conversations.
"Will you come see it?" She gave me a very realistic puppy-dog face, and I felt myself cave in.
"Fine, when?" I asked, hoping she'd say now. That way I can get it over with.
"Now!" She yelled. Katniss grabbed my hand, and dragged me to her and Peeta's house in Victor's Village.
The dog was so small that I could hold it one hand. It was actually kind of cute, too, and I felt myself grow a soft spot for it.
"Hi, puppy." I cooed, and took him from Katniss's arms. The dog blinked up at me lazily, and I tickled it on its stomach lightly.
The Chihuahua suddenly pounced on me. I screamed in pain as the dog bit me in the neck. For such a small dog, it was surprisingly strong.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you that he hates being tickled on the stomach. He will attack you." Katniss explained, a little too late. "Just throw him off, he's only five pounds!"
I tried to pry the dog off me, but it had an impossibly strong grip. It bit me squarely in the back of the neck, and I screamed in pain. Stupid dog!
I felt myself growing faint. The world was spinning in an alarming manner, and the dog was hissing and snarling in my ear as it bit me over and over again. A couple seconds later, black overtook my vision, and the last thing I could think of was: I hate dogs.
When the adorable Chihuahua had finally killed Gale, it crawled off to Peeta's legs. Peeta crouched down, grabbed the dog, and snuggled him close to his chest. "Good dog, Milo." He murmured into Milo's fur. Milo settled down comfortably, and feel asleep, looking like the perfectly innocent dog that he was.