A/N: Nothing to say, soooo….I'm just gonna get on with it. Back to the 100-500 word limit, though.
Chapter 5:
Haymitch
"Is this the part where I say some stupid inspirational quote?"
Pause.
"Yes…?"
"Here's one: Don't die."
All Haymitch wanted was to do what he always did.
Drink, sleep, and drink some more.
Maybe even get with that odd woman who came every year to announce the meetings.
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What could he say?
He liked them shrill and pink.
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Anyways.
All Haymitch wanted was to do what he always did. As was previously stated.
But every year for a month he'd have a different routine.
Training kids from 13-18 for the Drinking Games.
…or Hunger Games, as everyone else liked to call them.
He felt that The Drinking Games was a more apt description, seeing as this was the time of year he really let himself test just how much alcohol he could consume before passing out. And it was a lot.
Unfortunately this year he'd decided to start early, and threw up over the side of the stage, staining some poor ladies probably only dress. As such, he missed the girl tribute and all the commotion that came with it.
He did, unfortunately, get to see the male tribute. It was unfortunate for Peeta, since Haymitch was still piss drunk.
"Hey!" Haymitch yelled.
Now, Peeta wanted to make a good impression on his soon-to-be-mentor-who-helps-him-not-get-killed guy.
"Yessir?"
Haymitch 's face was as serious as anyone had ever seen it. The crowd looked at him intensely.
"You shouldn't be dressing like a boy, but good costume. Shame about your face though. If it was a little more masculine I wouldn't have been able to tell."
The crowd looked at Peeta with new eyes.
Effie checked the bowl she pulled his name out of, making sure it was in the right bowl.
Peeta stayed silent, mortified.
His silence was taken as agreement, and Effie began to speak.
"Well, this is an unprecedented event, but unfortunately this young ladies name was picked. The rules state that she must participate in the Hunger Games!"
How exciting! I'll definitely get promoted to District Two for this! Mmmmm…big, tall, blonde District Two…
It was so obvious what she was thinking she might as well have said it out loud.
Suddenly—
"Peeta's a boy!" an angelic voice screamed.
But the noise level in the square had risen, so much so that Madge's voice couldn't carry to the stage.
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She continued screaming it until someone got tired of it and bribed her to keep quiet with strawberries.
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In other news, Effie seemed to accept that Peeta was a girl, and announced the tributes.
"I give you Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen, the female tributes of District Twelve!"
And that's all, folks! Expect another sometime next week :)
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