My reign of crackfic terror is not yet over. I just took a break from it. Anyways, after giving it much thought-after this story is completed will be the longest story I have written in my whole entire life -_-. Seriously, the plot is long

Effie's POV

I stayed with Katniss for a couple of days before moving in to my new home, which happens to be pretty close to theirs. The new mayor was nice enough to permit me to buy one of the houses from the Victor's Village. In fact, he plans on selling them which is a rather great idea; we can't allow such beautiful houses to remain stagnant now, can we?

I walked out into the balcony and took in a breath full of air. District 12 is rather low compared to my usual standards but I guess it will do. I even live in Victor's village-so close to my friends which is one of the reasons that I moved in here in the first place. The other reason was to forget...

I went back inside the house and I started preparing for my supper. I prepared a nice and refreshing garden salad then I placed my lamb stew on medium heat. I spend 2 years of my life trying to perfect this recipe and it was well worth it. The lamb would now always become tender but firm enough to retain it's shape, the flavors are also well-balanced. I was really proud of this dish.

While I was reducing the stew I heard my doorbell rang. That's either Katniss or Peeta, I'm not very well-acquainted with the people here. I turned the knob to low heat then I rushed to the door. I was a little surprised to see him. I thought he was still mad at me.

"Haymitch."

"Hello Effie. It's nice to see you again. I see that you've settled in nicely..." he gave a slight smile. I guess he has forgiven me.

"Yes, Peeta and Katniss helped me unpack actually." I said. I haven't got a lot of things, I left most of my possessions in the Capitol. I was really miserable about leaving them there at first but I thought that I should travel light and I guess it will be a lot harder for me to move on if I bring a lot.

"Good, I was just passing by and I thought that I would check on you..." H-he checked on me? I was really mistaken about him. I thought he couldn't care less about me but then again he always seems to be my comfort zone when something goes wrong. I would certainly consider him as a friend but he can be downright annoying most of the time.

"Oh where are my manners? Please come in, come in." we walked inside , then I directed him in the dining hall.

"Dinner will be ready in a minute." I announced as I returned to the kitchen.

I reduced the stew for a couple more minutes , then I added some more seasonings until it has achieved that perfect well-balanced delicate flavor. I then placed the stew in a serving bowl and placed it on top of my mahogany dining table.

We started to eat. I then felt that I was being watched. I glanced at Haymitch and saw that he's not eating; he was just staring at me.

"Why? Is there something wrong?" I asked.

"No, it's just that... There's another reason why I came here to see you Effie..." Another reason? What could it be. We never really talked that much...

"What is it?" I asked.

"We had a heated argument the other day." he reminded me.

"I know. I really am sorry..." I looked down, I tried to avoid his gaze. I feel ashamed and I really thought that he has forgiven me but I guess I was wrong. It will take some more time, I guess.

"It's okay! Really! I've forgiven you..." he said.

"Oh, thank you..."

I continued to eat and I noticed that Haymitch also did the same. I directed my attention back to the food. We were both quiet for a few moments but then he broke the silence

"We could be friends you know..." says Haymitch. I have already considered him as a friend but his statement somewhat surprised me. I guess he really is different when he's sober.

"I have already considered you as a friend Haymitch." I looked up and met his gaze. There was some sort of spark in his eyes. I guess he was happy to know that.

"That's good. Can I still insult ya?" he smirked at me and for the third time today Haymitch Abernathy has caught me off guard. I really can't understand him at times.

"I-I think so... But please in moderation okay?" I guess I still owe him and I really don't want to have another argument.

"Okay, whatever you say princess. This is a great stew by the way."

I uttered him a thank you, then we both continued to eat. After dinner, we talked about the happenings in District 12. He informed me about some of the friendly citizens and those that I should try to avoid: Greasy Sae prepares the best soups and is rather friendly, Delly Cartwright is a happy-go-lucky girl that sees only the good in people, and such others. He also informed me on where to buy food, drinks, clothes and other basic needs.

"So princess, where's the booze?" Haymitch asks me. This obviously isn't the best time to get drunk. My house is spotless and I don't want to get any stains on the carpeted surface.

"I'm not giving you any." I stated matter-of-factly.

"But you do have some right?"

"Haymitch, you're going to get stains on the expensive carpet."

"What if it's for take out?" he smiled at me. He really wants alcohol but I really don't have any plus I want him to stop consuming those substances.

"I really don't have any..."

"Well, that really sucks!" he exclaimed.

"You should really lay off the alcohol, you know." I stated. I know it's his comfort zone but it's ruining his life just the same. Plus, I'm worried about his health.

"But I am. For your information I've only drank 4 bottles of booze today, instead of my usual 10" he bragged.

"Well, that's a start I guess."

"Anyways, its getting late. I best get going. Thanks for the meal by the way; best stew I ever had!" It would seem that he really did enjoy my stew. He finished 3 whole servings. I'm really glad that he likes my cooking. I wonder what Katniss and Peeta would think of it.

"Okay, no more drinking for tonight okay?" I told him. It was for his own good anyway.

"I'll think about it" he smirked. Obviously when he said "I'll think about it" he meant "no, I'll drink more of it".

"Haymitch!" I glared at him.

"Okay, okay! I won't. Happy?"

"Very." I smiled in triumph. I'm just hoping that he meant that.

I walked him to the door then we said our goodbyes. My new life is starting out quite nicely.

Okay, I hope you guys liked this. Please R/R. Thank you