Ch 6- Parade

Sol: I hope you guys liked the double update, just in case I couldn't update soon… this is the part of the process I don't remember well, so I've been skimming. *NOTE: CHANGED GOODBYES! THEY DON'T HAVE A PET BUNNY! I realized that they wouldn't be able to afford a pet that can't take care of itself… sorry!* here's the new chapter:

Merida POV

YOWCH! Oh, these stupid people! Oof! Why- gaack! Did they have- eeerg! To use the cursed- eesh! BRUSH?

"Oh! Oh, this hair is impossible… " that's what she said. But, really, she's, kinda… right. Oof, that was hard to admit. Anyway, Maudie is trying and failing at dragging a brush through my hair.

"Why doncha keep my hair this way? It's kinda my signature style. And, it's a place no brush comes out'a alive!" I suggest.

Maudie considers this for a second before saying "Yes, that's a good idea…" now she mumbles under her breath, "And I don't want to destroy this hairbrush, it's the best kind!" Hmph. Silly Capitol people. Bet they can't tell a beetle from a cockroach.

AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG! What are they thinkin', waxin' me? Ugh, at least it's ove- DAAAAAAAAMMMMMIIIIIIIITTTT!

"Is the waxin' over?"

"Yes dearie, the head stylist will be in soon…" Maudie says this as she walks out of the room.

A few minutes later, a tall man comes walking in. He had floral tattoos that looked kinda tribal running one his arms, legs, and even his forehead! He had a little bit of nervous energy around him, why else would he be so twitchy? He reminded me of a bunny.

"My name's Aster, and I'm your stylist for District 12. Now, I'm not some ridiculous show pony who'll dress ya in coal dust, but I will if you don' cooperate with me. Understand?"

I have to admit, I'm kind of startled at this guy's flatness. But, I will cooperate if he won't do the infamous coal dust. Plech!

He continues with his little speech after I nod, "I've never seen hair like this, so I'll leave it alone. I've heard from Maudie that it's your signature, huh? Well, I agree. All o' the tributes this time aroun' seem to be pretty good lookin' and rough, so, no makeup. I'll just have to take a few measurements, and that'll be all for now."

Rapunzel POV

Oh, Aster is such a great stylist! Better than the last stylist… what was he thinking, dyeing my hair black?! And dressing me and Hiccup to look like we're made of coal… I still can't believe what he's come up with!

Aster has us all in our costumes, and in the chariots. Boys and girls, so I'm with Merida. District 11 rolls out, in their beautiful costumes, the simple entwined wheat clothes, and now it's our turn…

The crowd goes silent as the District 12 chariots are revealed, and the costumed people inside it. Me and Merida in our dresses designed to look like Mockingjays' feathers, and the wings extending from our backs. Our hair is entwined with feathers. We're on fire, so it's not against the rules, but it still amazes everyone. The boys' have feather in the arrangement of a slight crest, and their shirts are Mede of the gorgeous male mockingjay feathers. They're also on fire, but this was a really bold move of Aster's he could be killed for treason! I hope he'll be all right!

We weren't the new people on fire, the new Mockingjays, the new Katniss Everdeens…

Hiccup POV

The crowd might have lost its stunned silence and now be cheering for us (supporting my theory that they are to stupid to realize we were dressed as Mockingjays) but President Black is watching us. I can see him looking at us. He's snarling. (Okay, I guess he's not stupid.) Great. Our time in the arena is going to be heck.

"Welcome," he starts, "to the 100th Hunger Games. I hope it is extra enjoyable this year. Twice the tributes, twice the fun, am I right?" The crowds roar in agreement. Ugh. "But really, good luck to everyone this Hunger Games!

These people disgust me. I mean, this is the deaths of people who have lives, family, and friends back at home! And they roar in amusement at their deaths. Humph. I wish I lived back in the time before the nuclear war.

But don't all people from the districts?

What this world has come to.

Sol: well, that wraps it up! I'm sorry for not giving Jack screen time, but it just didn't feel right. Next chapter will be fun… training. Hehe…

G'syr: shout outs:

Galatea R.S- thanks! I wasn't so sure about the reaction to the legend, I'm glad you like it… and here's the styling part, though I didn't do makeup. I liked writing the hair part, though!

G'syr: that's it for today. Have a good day, readers!

Sol: thank you for reading!