A/N: Well, I didn't get the types of reviews I was hoping for. But I DID get my iPod restored (the photos were bugging, literally ahahah) and I did get a fave or a follow. I forget. I just remember I was happy. So y'all can thank SandyXX for that and getting me to update much earlier than I normally do!

BTW- I discovered my fave (fave? Really? Maybe second fave. Arena by the Tributes still reigns no. 1) new song today- I Wanna Go by Britney Spears. Used to hate her, but I love the beat of this song… with its weird lyrics… Can I get anybody else who likes it? You? You? Weird guy in back? No? OK.

Back to the story, I've gabbed long enuff.

"Well, Bee? Rue?" Kit asked mysteriously. "Truth or dare? You must pick!"

Rue, a bit scared of what the older kids might dare her to do with Beetee, quickly answered, "TRUTH! T-truth, I mean. Truth."

Kit glanced at Cato. "Want any input on this, Cay?"

Cato shrugged. "Not really. And never call me that again."

Kit stuck her tongue out playfully at him before turning back to the odd couple. "Alrighty… Ooh, I gotta goooooood one!" she rubbed her hands together gleefully. "What has been your wildest fantasy, EVER?!" she asked, an evil glint in her eye.

Beetee sprang up like a crazed jack-in the box. "I know!" he cried. Everyone leaned in eagerly to hear his answer- "Build a nuclear bow with double-canister bulletproof arrows and gunpowder trailings triple headed for Katniss's uprising in District Fifteen!"

Everyone stared.

"District Fifteen?" asked Prim weakly. He nodded.

"Until a year or so ago, we didn't even know there was a THIRTEEN!" Katniss told him, her voice strained. "And another uprising? More wars? NO THANKS, BEE. I'm officially D- O- N- E with those. After I saw the poor girl in the lemon-yellow coat and inquisitive, pinched nose that watched her mother die get shot, that was it for me. After the one-"

"Shut up, Katniss," Johanna growled.

"MY biggest dream is to marry Cody Simpson!" Rue said brightly. Prim squealed.

"Ooh, I have his premium diamond-pack More-Cody posters!" she squeaked, high-fiving her friend.

"Oh. My. GOOOOOOSH! They haven't even shown the public the Number 293, have they?" Rue replied, her face contorted into what could only be described as Simpson Love.

"YES… It's in my pack! IT'S HIM SHIRTLESS, HIKING WITH PRADA BOOTS!"

"AAUUEEEE!" Glimmer joined in the squeal-fest. "PRADA?!"

"SHIRTLESS!" Rue screamed ecstatic.

"HIKING!" Prim joyfully hollered in a fume of euphoria (or was that just Bieber perfume?)

Finnick made a pouty face as he muttered to Annie, "I thought I was the hit guy."

"Were, baby," Annie said, leaning into him. "But hey, ya still got me!"

Finnick's handsome face wrinkled for a millisecond. He stood up, conflicting emotions dashing across his face. "Um, Annie… I don't know how to say this, but… I'm breaking up with you."

Annie frowned. "Foo."

Finnick looked almost angry now. "Foo? FOO?! That's what you said when they gave you half a scoop less ice cream than me at the ice cream place! FOO is what you said when I beat you in the arcade by one point! FOO is what you said last night, when I didn't-"

"FINNICK!" Annie screamed. Finnick pouted.

Johanna smiled from her spot next to his feet. "Go on, go on. I'm having the time of my life here, kids."

A/N: I'm tired. Lemme just post this before I fall ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

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