Hiii. So, found out some of you get a bit uncomfortable at intimacy. Sorry, I should have warned. It may not mention that in the books, but they are teenagers. Should not be too surprised(; Haha sorry to scar some of you. Alright, so as of 9:40 I have 140 reviews! THANK YOU SO MUCH. I never imagined ever getting this far, let alone successful. So, thank you to each and every one of you. You all are great! Another short chapter, sorry guys. :/ I promise way better updates later this week. I'm lousy lately, I know. Forgive me? Here is Chapter 23.

I wake up to sunlight sneaking through the dusty windows. Warm arms hold me tightly, and I smile slightly. I glance across the room to see Prim snuggled under the covers, and Mother missing. Taking a big whiff of the air, it is obvious that she is already up. Quietly, I sneak out of Peeta's arms and he snuggles into the pillows more. I kiss his cheek softly, then slipping down the staircase towards our small, shabby kitchen.

"Morning Mother." I say, sitting in a chair.

She turns with a smile, sliding what looks like fried squirrel hash onto a plate. "Morning. Thought I would make breakfast since I was out late. Thought Peeta might enjoy this too."

"Thanks. I'm going to go wake the others then, don't want them to miss out while it is warm." With a nod in response, I jog upstairs and sit next to Prim.

"Wake up Primmy, breakfast is ready." Her hands rub her eyes, and she rolls into a sitting position.

"Smells good." Before I can respond, she races out of the room down stairs. I slip over to Peeta, and he lies facing the ceiling now. I bend down to kiss him lightly on the lips, and soon get a response.

He grins into my mouth, and I pull away with a smile. "That's a good way to wake up."

"Mom made some breakfast, it is squirrel hash." His eyes widen slightly.

"I've never had that before. Like I said before, all we have is stale toast for breakfast. If we are lucky, a bit of jam too." I grab his hand and pull him up.

"Well you ought to try it. We rarely have it, since potatoes are harder to grow in the woods." I drag him downstairs, revealing a Prim who is stuffing herself with the treat. I laugh out loud with Peeta, and she blushes slightly.

"What? It is good food!" She mumbles through bites. Peeta slides into a chair, and I follow him. Mom sets down plates in front of us, and I reach to shovel a mound in. Before it touches my lips, I hear a loud groan of pleasure. My head flies to my right, to reveal a satisfied looking Peeta.

"So…delicious…amazing…oh my gosh…" He eats slowly, savoring the taste. My eyes meet Prim's bright blue ones, and we start laughing. Like stomach bellowing laughter. He smirks, but doesn't stop eating his food. After gasping for air, I finally start eating.

"This is great. I've missed squirrel hash." After scrapping my plate clean, I see my family is full from a plate. There is enough for three more plates, and Peeta looks questioningly. I nod, and he quickly gets up to scoop more. Mother shakes her head and walks to the living room. Prim giggles, then stands up.

"I'm going to go visit Rory. Promised him yesterday."

"Might want to change before." I comment, and she looks down at her baggy sweats and t-shirt.

"Eh. I don't care." She grins, than heads for the door.

"Have fun!" Peeta calls out, and I grin.

"Enjoy work! Bye Mom!" She replies, and the door slams shut.

"Well, I got to change. Mustn't be late for work!" I joke, then jump up the stairs two at a time to the bedroom. I pull out some long, beat up khakis with an old blue shirt. I braid my hair back, and then skip back down the stairs.

"Ready?" I ask Peeta, and see him standing by the door holding a small container.

"Yup. Let's go. Bye Mrs. Everdeen! Thanks for breakfast!" Peeta says with a small smile.

"You're welcome Peeta. Come over anytime! But couch next time please?" We blush, and leave. My fingers find his, and he squeezes lightly with a smile. He swings them between us, and people turn to smile. I'm proud that the people here are so much more accepting of us then the town is. When we arrive at the bakery, Peeta pulls on an apron at the same time that I do.

"Dad! I got some breakfast for you!" Mr. Mellark appears wiping his hand.

"Smells good." When Peeta opens the container and slides it towards Mr. Mellark.

"Mrs. Everdeen made it this morning. Sent the extras with me for you. It's squirrel hash."

"That was thoughtful. You'll send my thanks later Katniss?" Mr. Mellark asks with a small smile. That smile reminds me so much of Peeta.

"Of course. Now I believe there are some cupcake orders to fill." They laugh, and we all set off towards the kitchen to work.

Told you it was short. Sorry, will have more later on through the week. If not, you can always rely for good lengthy chapters on the weekends! Review if you want.