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Disclaimer: I don't own the hunger games (I know, this disclaimer is boring:P)

Peeta POV

By the time we've finished our meals, the girls are more than drunk. A few tables in the middle of the restaurant have been moved slightly to make a pathway to a door I didn't even see before. Music blasts out and lights that show from the crack under the door create strange effects on the walls.

Madge and Katniss giggle, pointing at 'the funny shapes' on the walls.

'It's a cat,' Madge screams when an orange-y brown coloured light forms a blob on the wall.

'No, it's a moose!' Katniss announces. I chuckle.

'Daddy, pwetty pwease can Madgey pieface and me go dance?' Katniss asks, jutting out her bottom lip and attempting to pull a puppy dog face. Daddy? Where did that come from?

'Sure,' I agree, taking their hands. They flop to the ground and walk on the knees, putting their other hand's thumb in their mouths.

Through the door is a room filled with people; a huge dance floor; a bar; and, of course, the light machine.

I've been watching Katniss and Madge dance for at least an hour, when all of a sudden, a new song comes on and they both scream,

'I KNOW THIS SONG!

I chuckle as they start singing along:

On the other side of a street I knew

Stood a girl that looked like you

I guess thats déjà vu

But I thought this can't be true

They pause, looking over to me, and grin, showing off all their teeth and puffing out their chests.

Cause you moved to west L.A or New York or Santa Fe

Or where ever to get away from me

Oh but that one night

Was more than just right

I didn't leave you cause I was all through

Oh I was overwhelmed, and frankly scared as hell

Because I really fell for you

When the chorus comes, they both scream, shaking their hands and stamping their feet and waving their hands around madly.

Oh I swear to you

I'll be there for you

This is not a drive by

Just a shy guy looking for a two ply

Hefty bag to hold my love

When you move me everything is groovy

They don't like it sue me

Either way you do me

Oh I swear to you

I'll be there for you

This is not a drive by

They stop, instantly joining together and dancing like a couple, Madge's hand on Katniss' waist and Katniss' on Madge's shoulder, both of their spare hand clasped together. They gallop around the dance floor, knocking straight through other couples dancing and laughing crazily as they start to sing again.

On the upside of a downward spiral

My love for you went viral

And I loved you every mile you drove away

But now here you are again

So let's skip the "how you been"

And get down to the "more than friends" at last

They race over to me and grab both my hands, hauling me up and, trying to control their giggling, whisper:

'Go get us some more champagne.'

Oh but that one nightIs still the highlight

I didn't need you until I came to

And I was overwhelmed, and frankly scared as hell

Because I really fell for you

I make my way over to them but before I can, something grabs my leg, almost tripping me over. I look down to see one of the couple the girls recently knocked over. He looks up at me worryingly.

'Please, please, don't give those two anymore alcoho-' Before he can finish the girls bound over and snatch the bottle from my hand, taking it in turns to take huge gulps, grinning the whole time, humming along the song's chorus that's playing. When the finish, the chuck it back at me and carry on singing where the left off.

Please believe that when I leave

There's nothing up my sleeve but love for you

And a little time to get my head together too

On the other side of a street I knew

Stood a girl that looked like you

I guess thats déjà vu

But I thought this can't be true

Cause

Oh I swear to you

I'll be there for you

This is not a drive by

Just a shy guy looking for a two ply

Hefty bag to hold my love

When you move me everything is groovy

They don't like it sue me

Either way you do me

Oh I swear to you

I'll be there for you

This is not a drive by.

As they finish they strike ridiculous poses before bursting out laughing, clutching their sides. I sigh, shaking my head, and walk over to them.

'Come on girls,' I say, 'Time to go home.'

As we walk down Madge's road, her hand in mine and Katniss on my back, Katniss sighs.

'You smell so lovely Peetie,' she sighs happily. I chuckle, and Madge points to a huge house at the end of the street.

'THAT'S IT! THAT'S MY PRINCESS PALACE!' she yells. We continue walking down the road, Kat occasionally mumbling about how nice I smell, or reaching down the ruffle Madge's hair.

When we get to Madge's house, I sit Katniss down on the bench outside and knock gently on the door. A man appears and looks at Madge in horror.

'Hello, sir. I went out for dinner with your daughter and her friend and they got a little drunk. I'm really sorr-'

I'm cut off by Madge bursting out in to song, or rather, nursery rhyme, Katniss joining her on the second line of Twinkle Twinkle.

'Oh, well, I'd better take her in. Come on, Madge,' he says kindly, adding on a, 'thank you very much for bringing her home. You're a good lad.'

When he finally gets Madge inside, I pick Katniss up, bridal style, and she instantly wraps her arms around my neck.

'You know, Peeta, I really like you,' she says, nuzzling her head in to my neck. My heart beats faster and I pray she can't feel it.

'That's good,' I smile.

'No, I really like you.'

'You're drunk, Katniss.'

'LIAR!'

'Katniss, look, how about this? If, tomorrow, when you're not drunk, you still admit you like me, then we'll talk about it then. OK?'

'OK,' she whispers, then passes out.

A/N: TADAAAH! Lots of love:*