I love you all(: I will update possibly tomorrow night late, but LISTEN TO THIS. I will not be able to update on Sunday, April 8th. Got it? Due to holiday and travels, it will be impossible for me to get posting, and I have school on Monday. Last night was a treat with those long ass chapters, so hopefully this will not inconvenience. Thanks! PLEASE READ AUTHOR NOTE AT BOTTOM.

I hunt for most of the morning with Rory, and we are both silent thinking about what tonight brings. Will Gale survive the bloodbath? Will he have an alliance? Will Careers target him? I fret and bring down a decent haul, and Rory masters his snares. In the end we get seven rabbits, two squirrels and one turkey. I decide on giving Rory a lesson on edible plants, and we end up with a bag full of basil, mint, and a special herb leaves.

We head straight to The Hob, since I know Hazelle needs more soap for clothes. Rory looks nervous, having never been inside before. My hand reaches for his, and I get a sheepish smile in return. We go to see Sae first, and she buys two rabbits. Some basil is sold off to another vendor for the soap Hazelle needs, and we split the rest between ourselves. I walk Rory home, and make small talk about school. After dropping him off, I head home to leave my share of stuff at my home. Prim waves and declares she is going to see Rory before tonight. I tell Mother I want to visit Peeta, and she smiles.

"Have fun. And tell him I said hi." She waves me off. Pulling my boots back on, I sprint off to the bakery to see Peeta. I'm allowed to hang around now, since the witch is gone. The door dings, and Mr. Mellark sits casually at the counter.

"Good afternoon Katniss." He says without looking up from his newspaper. "How are you?"

"Well, thanks. Peeta in back?" He nods in confirmation, and I walk back. The only rules for me are I have to wear an apron and keep my hair back. I tie on the spare apron that is always waiting for me and run into Peeta by accident. "Oh! Hi Peeta."

He turns to grin at me. "Hey Katniss." I lean up and kiss him sweetly, my fingers finding their own way into his golden locks. We deepen the kiss and I get backed against a counter.

"I don't hear any talking back there!" Mr. Mellark calls out, and we both laugh.

"Alright Dad." Peeta groans. I can't help but snicker with red tinting my cheeks. Peeta pulls out a tray of cupcakes, and I head straight for the frosting. "You know, you are pretty good at frosting cupcakes in plain designs. We should hire you. I mean, the witch isn't here anymore which leaves a open job…" He raises his eyebrows suggestively.

"Peeta, that's great but I can't do that to you. It's your family's money."

"Nonsense. You frost at least a fourth of the cupcakes we sell, and we get the profit off your labor. You should at least get a small cut. Think about it, you're still working for it." After a bit of debating, I finally nod in agreement.

"Hey dad! Interested in picking up another pastry worker?" Peeta says loudly while grinning.

"It's about damn time! We'll work hours out later. Get to work!" You can hear the smile in his voice, and I laugh. Grabbing the tray, I head to the table and set out my supplies. Peeta carries a few bowls of dough over, and starts shaping them while I frost.

"So how's Rory coping?" He asks, and I notice what he is making. Cheese Buns. My mouth waters at the thought of them.

"He's alright. They all are positive he's coming home. Especially with him and Madge hooking up." He smirks at that.

"I've never seen Madge so…dreamy in her life. We had a few play dates when we were in diapers and toddling. She's really happy."

I return the grin, while focusing on the cupcake swirl. "She's definitely a good match for him. Kind of like you calming my fire, she does that to him already. And they only shared five minutes before this mess."

After I finish the cupcakes and Peeta finishes the cheese buns, we head up front covered in flour and frosting from hard work. We decide I should work from eleven in the morning to about five at night Tuesday through Saturday. I will receive my pay weekly on every Saturday. I thank them both profusely, and head off to my home.

Prim sits with Mother in the living room, and I let out a content squeal.

"What happened?" Prim asks with a grin.

"I got a job at the bakery! I will be frosting the cupcakes and icing some cookies. Hopefully baking bread also soon." Prim envelops me in a huge hug, and Mother joins us too.

"I'm proud of you Kat." My mom whispers and I freeze up. My mom used to always call me Kat when I was little, but stopped when my dad died.

I hug her close, and then leave for the bathroom. When I come back out, the television is flickering to life.

Let the 74th Hunger Games begin.

Only 895 words, sorry. I'll try to keep updating twice a night, but with school starting again… You all know how crazy it can get. Like I said, Sunday will not have updates. Look on the bright side though, tomorrow will! This story is drawing closer to its end, and I'm still debating whether I will make a long epilogue or start a sequel. I think this one may end up a few chapters long for an epilogue. PLEASENOTE THIS: since this story has gone over amazingly, I will be starting another story when this one finishes. A summary/sneak peek will be tucked in a future author's note. I have several stories in fact, plus some ideas for one-shots. Alright, review and give me yo thoughts. (: