Anonymous requested: "Could you do one where haymitch is out and Olive wants to play in the mud, and somehow Effie finds herself joining her."
"Olive Portia Abernathy, young ladies do not eat mud!"
Effie Trinket watched in despair as her two year old attempted to apply a generous amount of the dark sludge to her mouth as if it were some cosmetic treatment. Why she had even taken her outside in the first place after a huge rainstorm, she was unsure. Stupidity, probably. But with Haymitch gone for the weekend to visit Johanna, she was left doing his usual parenting duties. Or, in more simplistic terms, the outside playtime.
"Honestly!" Effie sighed. "You do not know what's been lurking around in that! It could have germs. Or worse, it might have defecated!"
"UD!" Olive squealed in delight, smacking her chubby fists in the puddle. "UD! UD! UD!"
Her lips pressed tightly together as partials of dirt splattered all over the brand new toddler clothes she had just received from Hazelle Hawthorne. Well, not entirely new. They were hand-me downs but that didn't mean Olive had to just go and ruin them the first time around. Effie closed her eyes, ready for Haymitch to come home despite his absences only being from early this morning.
"Yes, yes," Effie said hurriedly, making her way over to the baby. "That is mud. Now, how about we get you cleaned up and-"
hing wet and cold collided with Effie's cheek. Her jaw dropped, her body tensing as it trickled down her skin and plopped onto the collar of her outfit. From beside her, Olive shrieked in excitement, giggling uncontrollably at the unfortunate sight of her mother. Who, unlike her, found it utterly amusing that the mud had chosen a second playmate.
"Oh," Effie whispered, sounding as if she were on the verge of tears. "Olive, it isn't funny! It's disgusting! It's…" Her eyes fell to the baby who continued to laugh with delight, her hands patting the soiled water happily. "You think it's funny, do you?"
"UD!" Olive smiled. "Ud, mama! UD!"
"Well," Effie exclaimed, straightening up. "Let's see how you like it!"
Delicately, Effie tapped the muddy liquid just hard enough so that a little splashed onto her daughter's knees. The toddler giggled even harder, evidently overjoyed by her mother's play. The corners of Effie's lips twitched upward, finding it hard to be annoyed by the happiness her daughter displayed. And, as if in response, another splatter of mud found its way to her clothing.
"Do not think this will be a normal thing, Olive Portia," Effie laughed, unable to contain her own strange amusement by this messy game. "This will be the only time I will ever do this!" And she gently splashed at the baby once again. "The only time! And we must not ever let your father find out. Deal?"
"UD!"
And as if in conformation, Olive sent another wave of mud in her mother's direction. Only this time, both parties seemed to find joy in its creation.