Okay so I kinda got sidetracked from watching Supernatural episodes so it might be slow and also with school tomorrow, I still have homework to do. So ya here's part of the fun part ;)
Katniss's POV
It's been about a day since we have seen Haymitch so Peeta and me head down to his house right away. We start up a conversation that doesn't last long because Peeta ends up tripping on the first step.
"We're here." I hear him grunt as he pushes himself up from off the step. We walk inside to find it the way it was yesterday, only no Haymitch sitting at the table.
"Haymitch!" I call out but no answer. Oh no. Peeta and me scurry around the house for our drunk friend and still don't find him. Peeta looks tense so I start comforting him.
"Hey we still didn't look upstairs." He looks at me and knows what I'm thinking. We've hardly ever been upstairs so it feels kinda weird wondering around, "I'll go check the bedroom." I tell Peeta and we split apart.
Once I find his bedroom I open the door, hoping to God he's in there. But to my dismay, he's not. The bed looks like it was recently used though, the sheets are scattered on the bed and the pillows are wrinkled so I know he was here. I look all around the room even though I know he's not here. Just then Peeta comes through the door.
"Did you find him?" He asks. I hang my head and shake it in a 'no' motion. He lets out a sad sigh and comes closer to me, "Mabey he went to the Hob." He says comforting me but it more sounds like he's trying to convince himself.
"Mabey." I say. Then a blood-curtailing scream echoes down the hall. Peeta takes off running and so do I, but it sounds familiar, different, but familiar. We trace the scream and it's coming from the bathroom… which is locked.
"Give me a paper clip." Peeta says looking at the doorknob.
"What, why" Why would he need a paper clip?
"Because, now get me a paper clip. I saw one in Haymitch's bedroom." I don't hesitate and run back to the bedroom. I look around franticly and see the paper clip. I grab it, run back, and hand it to Peeta. He takes it and starts to bend it. He slips it in the lock and starts turning it back and forth.
I've seen this before, but only once. He's picking at the lock and I hear a small 'click' and he begins to turn it slowly.
"Where did you learn to do that?" I whisper.
"Hey, Rory knew things." I begin to question, but he shushes me quickly. The door creaks open and we peek inside carefully. Peeta must see it before me because he looks shocked and lets the door swing open. I look at him, befuddled and then see what he sees.
A young man, mabey sixteen, standing in front of the mirror with eyes so wide with shock that they look like they might fall out. Speaking of eyes, he has gray eyes with black, wavy hair and olive skin like mine. He is obviously from the Seam and is somewhat of a looker. I know who it is and if that were me holding the door, I would've done more than let it simply swing open.
"I'm sixteen again!" The young man named Haymitch yells, "What the hell did those bastards do to me!"
"Now Haymitch just calm down and stop swearing." Peeta's being serious but I can sense that he's making fun of the situation.
"I can swear if I want to! I've been freaking turned into a teenager!" I can tell he's not going to settle down but for some reason I find this amusing.
"Well now we can boss you around since we're older." I smirk
"Oh no you don't." His young eyes lock into mine but I'm more focused on Peeta who is doing the same thing as me.
"Hey at least he can't drink now. He's under the age." While Peeta and me laugh, Haymitch just crosses his arms. But then his face lights up.
"That doesn't stop me from drinking the liquor in my house." Peeta stares at him then runs down stairs.
"Oh no you don't baker boy!" He runs after him down stairs. What else can I do but follow the boys down stairs. They reach the bottom and Haymitch is literally right behind him. I follow them into the kitchen and Peeta has the liquor and throws five out of the six bottles away, he's just about to throw the last one away when Haymitch dog-piles him.
"How did you get to me that fast!" He says trying to get the bottle out of Haymitch's grasp.
"I'm younger REMEMBER!" they struggle until Haymitch knocks the bottle out of his hands and it rolls past my foot.
"Get it Katniss!" He yells to me with a semi-smile. Haymitch is off Peeta in a quick second and runs toward it. I fumble around confused and then jump for it right when Haymitch does. We both land on top of the bottle ending up soaked in liquor and covered in glass.
"Now look what you did!" I yell at him even though I have a smile on my face. He grumbles something and starts picking the glass out of his arm. Peeta helps me and when we're done, it doesn't look like I had glass in me to start with. Haymitch on the other hand, has small cuts on his arm.
I notice that Haymitch's face and age weren't the only thing that changed, his whole body, strength, and stamina has changed. He's no longer the paunchy man that everyone knows but now a fit young man. It's kinda scary and I don't like it.
"What?" He growls at me. I still look at him before I answer
"Nothing." I answer in a monotone.
"Great, now I'm going to get stares from people whenever I go to the Hob." He says looking at himself.
"No," Peeta has now come back into the conversation, "Nobody can find out that their second victor has turned into a teen." He's right, people will freak once they figure it out.
"So whenever he goes out into public places, he has to keep to himself." Haymitch just gives us one of his glares that make it more affective with him being younger and all.
"And how am I suppose to do that? Wear a mustache or something." He says sarcastically. We think for a second until Peeta speaks.
"No, you're going to have to wear a hat or put your hood over your head." He looks at Haymitch who just crosses his arms again.
"Stupid Capitol, always messing up my life." He grumbles to himself and walks upstairs, probably getting a jacket.
Peeta looks at me questionably, "You don't think the Capitol did this to him, do you?" I think about it for a bit then give him my answer.
"I don't know but they must've had some good technology." He shakes his head in agreement and then we hear footsteps from the stairs. Haymitch comes down in a sweatshirt that is just slightly big for him. He has his hands in his pockets with the frown still on his face.
"There, I have a sweatshirt on. Happy?" Peeta lets out a small laugh and smiles but Haymitch just gives a quiet huff filled with sadness. I hear it but try to keep it quiet, knowing why he is sad. I would be too if I was transferred back to the most depressing age of my life.
"You know what, I need to go hunting because I promised Sae that I would give her some meat today. Would you like to come Peeta?" He never really went hunting but it's better than just sitting around.
"Sure." He says then comes right next to me. I look to Haymitch who is looking at the ground, hands still in pockets.
"Would you like to come?" I ask him. I'm pretty sure that he never went hunting before but again, it's better than nothing. He just lets out a sigh and walk beside Peeta and me.
As we head to the gate two Peacekeepers walk in front of us. I don't have to tell them who I am for us to pass through. Ever since the rebellion, we have been able to hunt legally without getting beaten or whipped. I look back at Haymitch to make sure he has his hood up, which he does.
We walk pass the fence and out into the green woods. I have always wondered how big these woods were when North America was around. We walk on the pine-covered floor until we get to the spot where Gale and me always met. It reminds me to much of him but I can't think of that now, more important thinks to do. I look over to Haymitch who now has his hood down but face still locked to the ground. He glances up for a split second and he looks like he's trying to remember something.
"Whatcha thinking." I say, he flinches a little but looks up towards me.
"Uh, nothing… just trying to remember something." I look at him one more time before I go into hunting mode.
Okay, that might be one of my longest chapters so far. Oh, by the way. I have decided to make a surprise in chapter 8. Yes I have planned ahead. Now go find some other story and stop stalking mine! Haha just kidding.