Okay guys this is the last chapter. It's going to be more of what Peeta does with the list really. The next story I'm writing is story 2(Summary on profile but it's the one with Cato) and it's going to be called "Killer for a Mentor". That's the only good title I came up with so if I think of a really good one I'll change it to that but for now this is what it's going to be. I'll post my new story later today or tomorrow sometime so look for it.
Disclaimer: I never have and never will own the Hunger Games.
What Peeta did with the list.
I looked down at my nine month old son. He was already walking and talking. We had gathering of parents with young children and Colt and Destiny were having a blast. They liked playing with other children because they didn't leave the Victor's Village often. I watched as Colt walked over to an eighteen month group of girls. He said something to them and they all laughed and told him to go away. Colt walked away with his head down. I glared at the girls even though their only a year and a half old they were mean.
"Come here Colt," I called. He glanced up at me then walked over. "Now do you want something to help with your little girl problem?" He nodded eagerly at me. I pulled out a list from my pocket. "Here's a list it can be your guidelines to girls. Just wait till your older to use it , maybe you can add somethings on for friendships with girls." Colt grinned at me.
"I won't lose it I promise*yawn* can I go to sleep now?" he asked me. I ruffled his hair. "Sure thing little guy."
That's how I passed it on to my son. Colt then passed it on to his son Rye. Rye passed it on to his son Thresh. The list was passed on and on. It was also never found by the females in the family. Well once when Rye had it a girl found it, I'd love to tell that story but let's just say that the girl wasn't all that happy about it. Why she was mad I can't imagine. Ever since then the guys tried extra hard to make sure that it wasn't found. And it wasn't well up to my great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great grandson. Who was named after me.
That's the story of how the list got started and how it continued. It didn't stop when Peeta let someone find it. It continued on for a couple hundred more years. Cool huh?
The End
There that's the end and I know putting the end there is grammar incorrect but I felt like doing it. I hope you all liked the story. Please review one last time because you won't get another chance to. And please check out my next story when it comes out.