(Disclaimer: I own nothing. As usual. As a little side note, I know the chapters are short. However, the chapters may be short, but there will be a lot of them. Probably up to twenty. So don't freak, because I will also update sooner. Plus there will be a surprise at the end of the story…)

Clato P.O.V

"Should we get the gold potatoes or-"

"Definitely these. It says they're imported straight from Ireland." Said Cato, pointing to a bag of perfect-looking potatoes. Clove grabbed them off the shelf and added them to her basket.

"What's next?" she asked Cato. He checked the list that Madge and Rue had made, and told her, "Chicken. One that's already been gutted."

Clove strolled the aisles until she found the meat section. Cato picked up a chicken and handed it to her. She placed the chicken in her shopping basket while humming, "We Wish You a Merry Christmas".

"Next?" Clove murmured. Cato checked the list again.

"Lima beans."

As soon as the couple had finished shopping, they walked to the counter to pay for the food.

"This is a pretty bad snow storm, isn't it?" Clove chirped at the clerk. He nodded grimly.

"Aye, lassie. Say, are you going to the church gathering?" he answered gravely. Cato shook his blonde head.

"No, sir. We're tourists staying up in the cabin lodge." He said. The clerk paled.

"Well, you know what they say. The first storm is the worst storm."

The two paid for their groceries and headed back up the mountain. Snow was falling in sheets, making it nearly impossible to see. Once they entered the cabin, a warm blast of air greeted them, along with the smell of cookies and cake.

"Dude, it smells awesome in here. What're you guys baking?" asked Cato.

"Well, I just put the apple cinnamon pie in the oven and the chocolate chip cookies should only take about five more minutes. And that's not even half of what we're going to make altogether." Madge, who was covered in flour, replied. Rue and Foxface were rolling dough while Annie was intently reading a cookbook. Thresh and Gale were mixing meatloaf with their hands and joking around about the gurgling noise the meat made. Finnick was fetching ingredients for Annie as she read them off the cookbook page. Everyone seemed pretty content.

"I said Vegetable Oil, not olive oil, Fin!" Annie sighed as Finnick accidentally handed her a bottle of olive oil.

"The brownies are ready!" called Rue. Clove laid down the grocery bag on the counter and began ripping open any plastic seals that she found. Cato went upstairs to take a nap.

"We should go caroling." Decided Rue when they had finished their baking. "It'd be really fun."

"Sure!" Annie agreed, along with Katniss, Madge, and Foxface. Clove nodded and smiled at the same time. However, Thresh and Gale snorted.

"I'll go with you guys!" Finnick shouted while grabbing a bag of flour.

"Really?" asked Foxface. "I mean, you aren't even in the school chorus."

"Aww! Your words hurt me! I can sing if I want to!" pouted Finnick. Annie giggled.

"Of course you can come, Fin! That'd be cool!" she told him.

-Line Break-

Knock, knock.

"Hello? Oh, Madge! It's absolutely wonderful to see you-"

"Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright…"

Snow fell gently on their shoulders. Annie and Finnick read the lyrics to their carol from the light of Finnick's phone.

"Heavenly infant, so tender and mild…"

Madge's Aunt Hazelle smiled earnestly and listened to us sing.

"Sleep in heavenly peace… sleep in heavenly peace…"

(Aww! Such a nice little chapter. Anyway, please review and tell me what you think. I love hearing your opinions. And if any Beta readers are reading this, please let me know what I could do better. Later!)

Next Time=

CHRISTMAS DAY!

Love is in the Air…

You guys chose an event…?