"Wanna look at the cakes, little duck?" Twelve-year-old Katniss smiled down at her little sister, holding her hand as they walked through town to get home from school.
The little girl's eyes lit up as she nodded vehemently.
Katniss chuckled and turned down the street of the bakery, heart racing at the fact that she'd be so near the Witch. Why had she asked Prim if she wanted to go? When they made it to the window, she was relieved to see the Baker at the counter. He noticed her looking in and smiled softly, which caused her to look away quickly.
"Katniss! Look! They're Katniss, just like you!" Prim tugged on her arm, pointing at a cake in the window.
Katniss looked down to see a white frosted cake, decorated in Katniss flowers. She cocked her head slightly to the left, eyes narrowed. What an odd choice of flower for a cake, especially when only a small amount of people would recognize it. She turned away and smiled at her sister. "Yep. I bet they'll make a Primrose one, too. As pretty as you."
Prim giggled, continuing along the window to look at the different varieties of cookies and cupcakes.
Katniss hesitantly looked up again, afraid of catching the Baker's eye again, but was instead met with the sight of a blonde haired boy, her age. Peeta Mellark. The boy with the bread. She wondered if his mother would beat him again if she went in to thank him, though the whole thing happened a year ago. Probably. She already caused him enough trouble, no need for more.
When he looked up, she quickly looked away, her braid swishing over her shoulder. She tugged on Prim's hand with a small smile. "C'mon, let's go home."
The girl looked at the baked goods longingly, but hurried along to go back home.
Another hinted Peeta/Katniss one, and with a bit of Prim, too! The next one will have Gale, where they're in the Hob with Darius.
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