A/N: Oh….. my… gosh. YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING! Thank you for the reviews and the FF's! I seriously thought I was going to get one, maybe two, but you guys OUTDID MY EXPECTATIONS! Thank you so much. I'm sorry for updating late, but my grandmother died and the funeral is on Thursday. : (

Oh- and to those who think I'm blackmailing people to review? I was just suggesting that if you want the story to continue, I need feedback. But that was just one person. To all the rest- I LOVE YOU 3

Oh. And I was requested Marvel. Here Marvy is. : )

Again- I SERIOUSLY LOVE YOU ALL!

Prim and Rory.

Prim was feeling just a tad more bold from Rory's kiss, so without further ado and any comments from Rory she announced, "DARE!"

Katniss rolled her eyes. "OK… What should we do, Ga-"

No sooner had she said that, two females leapt in front of her, screeching and laughing hard.

"Dare you guys to play Bash Bash," one giggled, her eyelashes fat and bright orange.

"DARE YOU GUYS TO DO THE COAL DUST DANCE!" screamed the other in a cloud of euphoria, her pink and white beehive jouncing around.

"Katniss," Prim screamed. "Who the crap are these women?"

"PRIM, WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE," Cato shrieked sarcastically.

"I believe that the one in red is my ex-wife, Patricia Normous," Beetee said, adjusting his spectacles.

"And the lady with the hair is Effie! What are you doing here, Effie?" asked Peeta, clinging to her arm. "I thought you died!"

"Yeah, for some reason my story was untold. Bleh, bleh, bleh. And MANNERS, boy. My arm skin is just as precious as-"

"MAHOGANY!" yelped everybody, laughing manically.

"What was that for?" Effie swiveled around to face everybody.

"Go home, you old hag," Finnick yelled at her and her odd friend.

Eyelash Patricia and Effie hung their heads and shuffled away.

Katniss let out a breath. "O… K…"

Prim reminded her briskly, "We picked a dare, so give us a dare."

"I dare you to say the oddest pickup line you've ever heard," Gale cut in, his grey eyes twinkling jollily (Whoa, that's a word) like Father Christmas himself.

Rory, his mop of shaggy blonde hair nearly covering his wide grin, shouted out like a howler monkey. "I've got the best one here!" He turned to Prim, and with a cheeky, boyishly cute flip of the mop, he asked shyly,

"Are you a Harry Potter fan?"

The breath everyone was holding whooshed out like air out of a large blue balloon.

"Yes," Prim said, obviously confused.

"Well, then… Mind if I SLYTHERIN?" Rory roared with laughter, punching the ground and shrieking, "SLITHER IN, SLYTHERIN! OH, THAT'S A GOOD ONE! OH, THAT'S A GOOD ONE!"

Johanna was the only one who was laughing as well.

Kit, her eye twitching, turned to Gale. "So… you're his… brother?"

"Unfortunately," Gale replied.

"Pervert," mumbled Kit, returning to her spot next to Cato.

Prim, a shy smile on her mug, gave the bottle a shy tap. It landed on Finnick and Johanna.

"Dare," Johanna grinned. Finnick sighed.

"We really should do a truth sometime, Jo," he said.

"NEVA, EVA call me JO," Johanna yelled at the cowering guy.

"OK, Johanna and Finnick. What is the most crazy thing anybody has ever said to you about the other person?" Prim asked.

Johanna thought for a moment, then said, "Well, it was more of a joke than a 'thing'. OK. Um… Glimmer. What do you say when you find Finnick?"

"Oh, here comes the dipwad?" guessed Glimmer.

"Nope. Not even close. You yell out, 'ODAIR HE IS'!"

Seconds later, people were guffawing and cracking grins. Rory was the only one who didn't get this.

"Oh, so you laugh at surprisingly clever wordplay but not my Slytherin joke?" he gasped, bewildered. "I mean, mine was well thought! A great, excellent pick-up line! I sort of think that this might just be unjust. Crazy, even. And I firmly resolve, without doubt-"

"Shut up, Rory, this wasn't a WEIRD joke," giggled Rue. Rory narrowed his eyes into thin little slits.

"Fine. I suppose."

Just then, a familiar face appeared, grinning with five young women clad in nylon and heavy furs clutching his arm. They were all pretty, all with wispy hair and superbly dripping with diamond earrings.

"Marvel!" cheered Glimmer, shoving aside a pretty woman with pale skin and dark eyes. "Glad you could make it to our little game! Have a seat. Please!"

Marvel sat down next to Annie, thinking that since she was the only girl that was alone maybe he could seduce her for riches and nice things, such as the golden band she was wearing currently, or her carmine red cashmere sweater.

"So… come here often?" he suggested to her casually.

Annie gazed around. She gazed at Finnick, whose fists were clenched. She gazed at Marvel, his chin pointing slightly upwards and brows raised.

"Only when you're here," Annie chose her words carefully, giving away her best flirty smile.

Johanna moaned quietly. "Let the Games begin."

A/N: Review? :D Oh, and I'm thinking of doing a new story. About the HG peeps in a boarding school. What you think?