The hovercraft landed in the main plaza of the Capitol. Clove and Glimmer exited the hovercraft to the cheers of everyone watching. Glimmer smiled and waved to everyone just like before. Clove smirked and looked tough.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, may I have your attention?" a deep voice boomed throughout the plaza.
Everyone hushed and turned to face the speaker, President Snow.
"Our winners!"
The cheering and clapping continued. Nobody cared that there were two winners. In fact, that only made this year's Hunger Games more exciting.
President Snow stepped towards the two girls with two identical tiaras. He gently placed the first in Glimmer's hair and the second in Clove's.
The crowd gave a thunderous roar of excitement as Glimmer and Clove smiled and bowed.
Out of the corner of her eye, Clove looked at Glimmer. "Wow, she's so dazzling and that tiara really sets off the glow of her hair..." she thought.
Glimmer noticed Clove looking at her and winked. She extended a hand to her partner and Clove grapsed it tightly. Then, they raised the hands they holding into the air.
"We did it, Clove!" said Glimmer.
"Mmm-hmm." said Clove, smiling.
A few minutes later, the ceremony was over and people were leaving to go back home. Soon, the plaza was quiet again as though nothing had happened. Clove and Glimmer sat down on the landing platform.
"What do we do now?" Clove asked.
"I don't really know." Glimmer frowned. "I guess...we head on back to the tribute apartments. Someone there will direct us to where we're supposed to be."
"Sounds good." agreed Clove.
The two girls began to walk off in that direction when suddenly, they heard footsteps behind them.
"Girls, I would like to have a word with you." a scratchy voice said.
"President Snow!" they said in unison.
President Snow stepped eerily close to them. Clove shivered a bit. "What is it?" she asked quietly.
"Do you realize what you two have done?" President Snow asked.
"No, not really." Glimmer replied tensely.
"You've made the Capitol, as well as myself, look like complete fools."
"How?" Clove asked nervously.
"The Hunger Games is to have one winner, and one winner only. And there seems to be two of you, alive. I can't have that."
"What do you mean!" Glimmer said, eyes wide open.
"What...what...what...are you going to do?" Clove stammered.
President Snow said nothing. He looked around carefully, and pulled a gun out of his coat pocket.
"So, which one of you will it be?" he asked, gruffly, aiming it back in forth between Glimmer and Clove. "Who's going to have the unfortunate accident, and who's going to be the winner of the 74th Annual Hunger Games?"