A/N: Heyyy! So I decided to get my butt in gear in do this next missing chapter. These are going to be the interviews with Caesar BEFORE the Games. I won't include Katniss and Rue and Peeta's because you already know how they go. I'll do the six Victorious characters' though.

K, on to the interviews. Ladies and gentlemen, CAESAR FLICKERMAN!

Tori POV

I stood in line in my dress for the interview, shaking like a leaf with both rage at Marvel and nervousness.

Marvel stood behind me, as well as the other 23 tributes. Most of them looked either scared or angry.

Marvel tapped my shoulder, and I turned to him.

"What's your problem? I'm just saying, these Games are mine. I'm gonna be the victor," Marvel said.

"If you don't shut up, I will break your arm. Ok?" I said, and the look in my eyes said that I wasn't kidding.

Marvel locked his jaw, and faced forward.

"And for our first guest…Victoria Vega!" rang out Caesar Flickerman's voice.

"Oh god…" I said under my breath as I walked onstage. I shook Caesar's hand, and thankfully he didn't immediately wipe his hand off on his pants, because my hands were very sweaty.

The two of us sat down, and Caesar began his interview.

"Tell me Victoria…how are you feeling right now?" he asked me.

Honesty Tori, just be honest, I said to myself.

"Scared and angry," I said. The audience laughed just a little.

"And why is that?" Caesar said with a little smile.

"Well, I'm scared that I'm gonna die, for one," I said with a charming smile. That's what my mentor told me to do.

Caesar took my hand reassuringly and told me with his eyes to continue.

"And I just so happened to be reaped with the most annoying tribute in the world," I said honestly. That really got the audience rolling.

"Oh I'm sure he's not that bad," Caesar said, sort of trying to make a good impression for Marvel. I smiled again.

We waited for the audience to die down, and then Caesar continued.

"I must ask you, are you not the sister of the best friend of Alex, who died in last year's Hunger Games?" asked Caesar.

I sighed, remembering how Trina had reacted to Alex's death.

"I am, actually," I said.

Caesar sighed. "That must have been a tough time for you and your sister."

"It was, it was," I said. This was easier than I thought.

Caesar just asked me a bunch of questions about my life back home and stuff, and then finally three minutes ended. I walked offstage, feeling good about my interview.

Jade POV

I stood in front of Cato in line for the interviews. We had gotten in a fight last night, over what I don't remember, but it was really bad. So bad that we weren't speaking.

"Jadelynn West!"

I walked onstage to be greeted with a round of applause. I forced a smile as I sat down next to Caesar.

"Hello there Jadelynn. Such a lovely name, if I might say," said Caesar.

That brought out a real, genuine smile in me. My mother's name was Jadelynn, and everyone had always commented on how beautiful her name was before she died. So whenever someone said my name was pretty, I always felt great inside.

"Thank you. I was named after my mother," I said.

"Well when you get home from the Games, you tell her I think her name is gorgeous," said Caesar, and the crowd gave a great cheer.

I sighed.

"I wish I could. But I don't think I'll be getting home. And even if I did it wouldn't matter. My mother passed away years ago," I said, my smile fading.

Silence rang out through the theater.

Caesar took my hand as he had for that Victoria girl earlier.

"I am truly sorry for your loss," he said, and the look in his eyes said he was sincere about it.

"Tell me…how do you feel about going into the Games?" asked Caesar.

"Proud and determined," I said.

"I see. And why is that?" he asked me.

"I'm proud to be going in and fighting for my brother, who was killed in last year's Games. I regret not volunteering for him in every waking moment of my life. I am determined to hold out for as long as I possibly can," I said, being a hundred percent honest.

"I remember little Eli. Such a wonderful little soul he was. And I believe that you could make it home, Jadelynn," said Caesar. "I truly do."

I smiled again.

"Thanks," I said.

"I have one more question for you, as time is running out. Is there anyone special in your life back at home?" asked Caesar.

"Boyfriend-wise, no. but I do have a best friend. And she is the reason that I get up every morning," I said.

Caesar smiled.

"I love friendships like that," said Caesar. I smiled a little, remembering my best friend back at home.

Suddenly, the buzzer rang out, and I had to go offstage.

Cat POV

I watched the screens as the intimidating girl from district 2 finished her interview. I could tell that with her, they were definitely going for the sexy route rather than the childish route that I was given.

"Up next…Caterina, or should I say Cat Valentine!"

I took a deep breath and walked up onto the stage, where I was met with a round of applause.

"Great to meet you Cat. Now tell us, how are you feeling about this whole thing?" asked Caesar.

I looked at the audience. There were so many people here and it was really scary and overwhelming. I could barely talk.

"Scared," I said. I assumed that honesty would be my best route right now.

"I see. Well that's perfectly understandable. You have my condolences," said Caesar. I smiled at him.

"What's your life like back at home?" asked Caesar after a short little silence.

I sighed.

"My brother and I live together. Our mom and dad were killed years ago…but my brother and I have a pretty nice life together," I said. There's honesty for you. I've never told anyone about the fact that it was just my brother and I at home.

"Oh goodness. How terrible that must have been, losing your parents. I'm glad you and your brother have a nice life, though," said Caesar. It seemed like he genuinely meant it too.

We continued to talk about a lot of things. My life before I was reaped, my outlook on the other tributes, and stuff like that.

Finally, after three nerve-wracking minutes, I was released, and I headed off the stage.

Beck POV

"Beck Oliver!"

I heard my name announced and I walked onstage, giving a friendly smile and wave as I did so. I shook Caesar's hand and we sat down.

"I'm going to ask you the same question that I asked everyone else. How do you feel about this whole situation?" asked Caesar.

"I feel like I have to win. Like I'm obligated to. Or at least that I have to die with a good cause, not just killed in the middle of the night," I said.

Caesar seemed taken aback by my answer.

"And why is this, Beck?" he asked me.

"My brother Tommy died in the Games when I was twelve," I said, the hatred dripping from my voice.

Caesar closed his eyes and nodded.

"I'm sure you will not go down without a fight," he said. I nodded.

"So how did you and your parents deal with that?" asked Caesar.

I looked down at the ground, my face turning red. My throat started to get tight.

"My parents are dead too," I said. "I…I've been living on my own."

Sympathetic sounds rang out through the crowd.

Caesar put his hand over his chest as though it physically pained him to hear that.

"My heart aches for you, Beck. You're a brave young man, you know that?" he said.

I forced a smile. "Thanks."

Caesar nodded.

The final minute went by quite fast. We just talked about how I felt about the whole situation basically again and then I was released.

Andre POV

"Andre Harris!"

Giving Amelia one last reassuring look, I walked onto the stage with a small smile on my face, as my mentor had instructed me to do.

Caesar shook my hand, and the interview began.

"Now Andre. I have to say, when I watched the reaping, my heart ached. Your little sister being reaped and then you volunteering. You two going in as a pair to go into the Games…how did you feel?" asked Caesar.

"Scared out of my wits. I didn't want to let her go in alone. I would have volunteered for her if I could have," I said. "So I figured my best bet was to go in with her. at least now I can protect her."

Caesar nodded. "That you can do."

I nodded as well.

"How did Mom and Dad react?" asked Caesar.

"How every parent would react…they were sad and scared. It must be two times worse, having both your kids go into the Games. But I will do everything in my power to get Amelia back home alive," I said. I said that to charm the audience and reassure my parents and sister.

Caesar nodded again.

"I know you will," he said.

After a polite pause, he continued on to another subject.

"Any special girl back at home?" asked Caesar.

"Nope," I said, and that was the flat out truth.

"Really? Well, with a good looking guy like you, there's got to be a girl crushing on you," he said, joking around with me. I smiled.

That's what I have always loved about Caesar. He tries to make things better for you, ease the pain out of the whole situation. Almost like drawing out the venom after being stung by a tracker jacker.

We talked about my thoughts on the Capitol so far, and we were exchanging friendly banter by the time the 3 minutes was up.

Robbie POV

"Robbie Shapiro!"

I turned to Allison, and she gave me a comforting smile as I walked up onstage.

Caesar shook my hand, and the two of us sat down.

"How are you Robbie?" he asked me kindly.

"I can move and I can talk, does that count?" I asked, my voice shaking.

The crowd laughed, and I knew I was off to a good start.

"Are you scared?" asked Caesar.

"Yes, very, to be honest," I said, and we went into a serious mode.

"Well don't worry, I don't bite too hard," said Caesar. The audience laughed and I did too.

After they calmed down, Caesar went on.

"So what's your life like back at home?" asked Caesar.

"Nothing too exciting…it's just me and my brother Arthur. We get along really well. Honestly, I like my life at home," I said, telling nothing but the truth.

"I see. We seem to be having a lot of the 'kid and their brother' families this year, don't we?" asked Caesar. The crowd shouted out their responses.

"I'm glad to hear that you have a nice life back home. Is there a special girl out there too?" asked Caesar.

I sighed, wondering whether or not I should say yes.

"Yeah, there is actually," I said, immediately thinking of Allison.

Caesar smiled.

"I figured there would be, with a charming boy like you," he said.

I laughed. Caesar was good at this.

"Yeah. She's a beautiful blonde. She's got a way of making every situation better. We're not really boyfriend and girlfriend, she's just a friend that I can rely on and is always there for me," I said. I tried to picture Ali's reaction right now.

Caesar smiled.

"I love that. Friendship is such a wonderful thing, isn't it?" asked Caesar.

I nodded. "It is, it is."

Suddenly, out of nowhere, the buzzer went off, signifying the end of my interview.

With a final shake of Caesar's hand, I walked offstage.

A/N: And thus concludes the Hunger Games/Victorious crossover.

Wow. This has been SO much fun. I loved this.

I don't think I will be able to do a Catching Fire or Mockingjay sequel, at least not for a few months. School is pretty demanding right now. I hope that everyone really enjoyed this book though!

Thank you to everyone who reviewed or just read this story. It means the WORLD to me.

Until next time, my friends.

-Brave