A/N: Woah! I'm getting excited! 100 views have never felt so good. :D Hope you guys enjoy this one! Madge's POV after Katniss and Gale delivered her strawberries, so it's still loosely in line with the movie? Kind of. A bit…Yeah.
Anyways, enjoy!~
Disclaimer: Didn't do this in the first chapter, but since I actually mention Collins in here, I might as well. Love her books to death, but they are NOT mine. I just like to twist them, haha.
Don't you wish Madge was in the movie?
I do.
-Anonymous
Chapter Two:
Madge
As Madge slowly savored a strawberry that was just a tad too ripe and just a little overpriced, she thought of her friendships.
Or friendship, actually. She really only had one.
Katniss.
Katniss, who happened to attract all sorts of delicious boys, including that feminine boy who worked at the baker shop.
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Don't ask how she knew the he/she was male.
It had nothing to do with her following him into the bathroom one day out of pure curiosity.
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Nope, nothing to do with that at all.
Anyway.
Madge was happy for Katniss, she really was. What kind of friend would she be if she wasn't?
But Madge was also a smidge jealous.
"That tomboy-ish freak, getting all the men…..eyecandy…..Gale…Cato…..Peeta…"
At Peeta's name she viciously bit into the rest of the strawberry, then reached for another, not minding the bloody color staining her mouth. She therefore looked like a rabid, man-eating monster…..
That still looked like an angel.
Madge continued on her way, oblivious, while people around her slowly grabbed their children and slipped away.
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"Ma, where are we going?" a random child asked as his mother tugged him out of the girl's path.
"Far, far away, hunny…." Under her breath she muttered, "Damn! Knew I should've just sucked it up and moved to District Ten…"
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Madge heard nothing but the sound of rage.
Which doesn't have a sound, but…eh. It was metaphorical, anyway.
"I mean, Maysilee's niece here! Shoudn't I have had more book time?! Like, at least give me a scene in the movie!"
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Fourth wall breakage—
Achieved.
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"And don't even get me started on the books. Thanks for caring, Suzanne Collins. Thanks for caring for about one sentence! Urgh!"
Ok, so maybe Madge was a lot jealous. And a bit angry.
Wasn't that smart for Spoot the Magic Llama to give her the Hunger Game books for Christmas.
Not smart at all.
Gale happened to pass by at the moment and decided to live up to the more asshole-ish aspect of his personality.
So he accidentally—on purpose—trolled the strawberry basket Madge was carrying.
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And all was silent.
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She stopped.
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He stopped.
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The remaining patrons in the street stopped.
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And the too ripe, overpriced strawberries fell to the ground, practically exploding on impact.
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"Sorry."
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"F— you, Gale. F— you."
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End.
A/N: Loved it? Hated it? My review door is always open! Hope you liked this from Madge's POV. And that thing she said about Cato? Seriously, doesn't anyone find it weird that he's so stuck on killing her? I mean, he could be just a psychotic narcissistic chauvinist who's just stuck on killing her. Either way, he's obsessed. It's kinda sick. Or morbidly romantic? Still don't know what I'm going to show him as, hahaha.
Thanks to:
1DGreaserFanGirl for reviewing AND favoriting! Hope ya like this! It's somewhat longer than the last one, too. ^_^
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