-At the Capitol-

Madge stood next to her father at the edge of the stage, squeezing his hand for reassurance as they announced all the mayors of the Districts, slowly getting to District 12's. She didn't really worry about it, her father had won for many years and was a very good mayor, no one was hurt, the laws were bent. His main focus was to help the people of District 12 to survive. They couldn't have asked for more then that.

She looked around, pushing a loose curl of her blond hair behind her ear, the rest was tied up in an intricate braid. Her eyelashes had been filled, making them look thicker while her lips had a light shade of pink. She wore a vintage white dress with a light pink bow, really bringing out her small figure.

She looked around, her eyes zooming over the semi bored capitol people who just wanted to get back to drinking and talking. But then her eyes caught a tall figure with hair pure blond and eyes piercing blue. She sighed and turned away from Cato, out of the corner seeing him smirk at her reaction. Quickly she looked over at her dad, giving his hand a squeeze as they finished announcing District 11's mayor and was now on District 12's.

"And the Mayor of District 12 is…." The man in the green suit flipped open the white envelope with the District 12 symbol. He reached in and slipped out a piece of paper, quickly scanning it before leaning into the microphone and announcing in an excited voice.

"the one and only for the win again!"

Madge patted her father on the pack, smiling largely as he climbed up the short steps and walked across the stage, waving at the bored,clapping crowd before shaking the announcers hand, soon accepting a crystal statue award and diplomma from the vice President of Panem, shaking his hand before wobbling back off stage to be created by Madge and tons of capitol people wanting to talk to him.

"Congrats dad!" She exclaimed, hugging her dad tightly.

"Thank you Madge, couldn't have done it without you," He smiled happily.

Madge blushed, wanting to say something more but men swarmed in around her dad.

"Mayor Undersee's…"

"Excuse me sir!"

They all pushed Madge aside, acting like animals to talk to her dad.

"Okay. I'll just be over here dad…" she shrugged, laughing to herself as she slid passed the people, going in the direction of the snack table.

If the Capitol was good for anything, it was there food.

Her thin fingers danced over the colorful frosted cookies and finally picked on out, a large sugar cookie with pink frosting and sprinkles. She smiled and took a small bite.

mmm.

It melted in her mouth and she couldn't help but moan. It was so GOOD!

Cato made his way through the crowd, slowly approaching behind Madge and hearing her moan as she took another bite of the cookie. He smiled.

"Must be a really good cookie,"

She immediately turned around, a silly smile on her face before she realized who it was. She pulled the cookie away and nodded. "Best cookie of my life. Excuse me," She said, clearing her throat before she began walking, gently pushing passed him. He turned on his heels and called out for her.

"Wait Madge. I came here to apologize," He said, forcing himself to sound sincere.

Madge stopped in her tracks and turned around to face him, trying to see if he truly meant it.

He huffed. "Um I was a jerk, but that's just because that's how we communicate in District 2. I had no idea how to talk to you, I was just-nervous," He lied. "I'm sorry."

"Well," Madge started, her eyes shifting, on the verge of forgiving him.

"In all fairness your boyfriend did punch me in the face. Was a little embarresing," Cato said, laughing a little.

Madge couldn't help but smile. "You're right. I can forgive you now,"

"Great. Let's start over. I'm Cato," he smiles, outstretching his hand.

Madge is about to do the same when she sees the cookie in her hand. She places the cookie in between her teeth and shakes his hand quickly before getting the melting cookie out of her mouth.

"Madge," She laughs.

"Care to dance?" Cato asks.

"Why not," Madge says, turning back and placing the cookie down on the table. "I'll be back for that," She says before wrapping her arm around Catos and walking into the middle of the dance floor.

If it was one fact about the Capitol is that they party hard.

Madge danced with her hand above her head, swinging her head back and forth as she danced to the music. Cato danced with her, swirling around her and randomly twirling her. She giggled as he did before going back to her groovy dance moves. Cato would try slipping her drinks, Madge would smile before twirling and giving it away to a stranger before turning back to him. He never noticed and just kept trying to get her drunk.

Finally after a while when he thought Madge was intoxicated, he grew closer to her, pressing his body on her and placing his hands on her waist. She immediately flinched away.

"Woah no touching," She said.

Cato just looked at her, she had no signs of intoxication. "A-aren't you drunk?" He asked confused.

"No, I don't drink," Madge stated, her eyes widening as she see's what Cato was trying to do. She just sighed and shoved passed him, sliding passed the colorful capitol people so she could find her dad.

Cato did the same. He went in the opposite direction, shoving passed people and approaching the District 2 mayor, seeing him talking to others. Cato walked in the middle of there conversation.

"Excuse me, I need to talk to him,"

They immediately left, intimidated by his strength and build.

"Uncle-,"

"You couldn't get her drunk, could you?" The Mayor cut him off, raising his eyebrow. He sighed in disappointment and frustration.

"It's not as easy as it looks." Cato gritted through his teeth in defense.

It didn't matter to the District 2 mayor. He just shook his head and pushed past Cato. "You are a sad excuse for a future Victor and a disappointment as a nephew,"

Back in District 12 everybody gathered around in the main town square, flinching as the Peacekeeper slashed at Gale's shirtless back with a whip. The worst part was that the whip was drenched in alcohol, rubbing into the open wounds as it struck his back over and over, making the injury ooze and sizzle.

He gritted his teeth as the pain intensified, breaking open new sores on his back. His vision is beginning to grow blurry, fading in and out. He could barely make out the people who stood around him as they covered there childrens eyes. None of them spoke, only watched, wishing they could help.

But then his savor came. Gale heard a desperate shriek and gathered all his strength to look up to see who it was running to him. But it wasn't Madge.

It was Katniss.