Buttercup.
"Wait, BUTTERCUP?" Katniss exclaimed.
" Right, respinning. I can't give a cat a dare!" Clove added.
"Give him a truth then." Snow said very seriously.
"Can he talk?" Clove asked sarcastically.
"Shuttup. I thought Cato was giving the truth/dare anyways!" Glimmer interrupted.
"Um... I think he passed out from bleeding too much," Annie said.
"Leave him. Nobody really likes him anyway. We left Haymitch unconscious, and we actually like him." Finnick smiled, putting his arm around Annie. Clove spun the bottle and it landed on...
Haymitch.
Haymitch was unconscious with pieces of dried puke, alcohol stains and other equally disgusting things stuck to his shirt. He stunk of alcohol and puke. Clove spun the bottle again and it landed on...
Thresh.
"Ok, here's my chance to get back at you for killing me. Truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"Hmm... Ok... I got one! You have to throw a knife at the girl or woman you hate most in this room. If you hit her, she gets to choose between doing hand to hand combat with you and giving you a makeover. If you miss, everyone in this room get to give you a group makeover."
"Ok. Hmm... Everyone who wants me to choose Cashmere put your hand up."
Gloss, Glimmer, Marvel and Johanna put their hands up.
"Ok. Enobaria?"
Brutus, Clove and somehow an unconscious Cato put their hands up.
"Clove?"
Clove touched her knives threateningly and got no votes.
"Ok. Cashmere, you're up."
The pretty blonde disappeared with Glimmer for five minutes. Then they both came back, with their hair curled and a fresh coat of make-up each. Clove tossed Thresh a knife and Cashmere posed against a wall. He threw. It was miles off.
"OK. Cashmere, Gloss, Glimmer, Enobaria, Finnick, Annie, Peeta, Madge, Effie, Katniss' stylist, go get all your make-up. Now, manly guys that are left, tie Thresh up. But no gags. We need to be able to do his lips." Clove commanded.
Almost an hour later, he was done. Wearing Effie's spare green Capitol wig and Finnick's special green-tinted seaweed lipstick, perfectly made up by Cinna's careful hands, Thresh looked like... A prime example of Capitol fashions gone wrong.
"What?" exclaimed Finnick. "My special seaweed lipstick always makes me look amazing! Why doesn't he?"
"Gee, thanks" Thresh muttered.
"Finny, you look amazing in anything. I think a mutt version of you would look amazing, it's have your DNA." Annie said loyally.
"Annie, I think we all know I look incredible anytime anyplace, but in my extra-special green-tinted seaweed-flavoured lipstick from District 4 I look amazing-er."
Beetee untied Thresh and he spun the bottle. It landed on...
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