(This chapter's surprisingly short compared to the last one. I'm not dissapointed, personally.)

I noiced that on THE TOMBLER I didant gotten any reivews, (Because no-one wants to read your shit.) bu I ALSO didant get any FLAMERZZ so it a win-win! (And then I came along. Whoops.)

THE MARRISSA CAMES (Eww...)

CHAPTRE TOO: DRUGS ON A TRAIN (LOL THATS MY BEST ON YET) (Is that supposed to be a parody of "Snakes on a plane?" Because that's pathetic.)

"BLOODY NOOOOOOO!12 !31211!54 (Geezus, why not have ALL the numbers in your shouting?! e.e) U CANT TAKE MARRISSAR (Hah, i'm getting a flashback of someone using the mispelling "Starlin.")SODDIN TAKE ME INSTOD U GIT!" Wheatly screemed with loud an shok. (Oh get over it, she'll be back before you know it.) Pesent Snow got madangry (Combining two words is not clever.) at him for the cryout and sade.

"No Wheatly robo balls cant Hunger Games!" He louded. (How did he know Wheatley's name?) I patted Wheats on the ball back an smiled.

"Its kay Wheatly I haf to do it (Actually, no you don't. You could kill everyone there, or just go back home. Seriously, this fic could be over in a few seconds.) becos u need to keep Chell Junor safe an be a good father." Wheatly cried little more, (You WILL believe a robot can cry.) then he snifed an nodded with head "OK Marrissa. Jus be wankin carfull out there!" (I genuinely hope this is the last we see of Wheatley, but I don't hold out much hope.) I huged him an we started kissin (Charming.) an gettin hot an heavy right there (Right in front of a crowd too. Disgusting.) an all the pepole in the crowed was bushin an o-mouthin (To be fair, i'd O-mouth too if I saw a freakish woman making out with a robotic ball.) but we didant care (You don't care about much, do you?) becos this cold be are last time to see eachotter.

"OMG U GUYS GET A ROOM!1" Say Peeta Peeta Sandwish Eata. (Peeta's talking sense. We need more of that in this fic.) Those big wite armor gusy (They have names, they're Peacekeepers.) from befour came an pulled me way from Wheatly who started cryin (Wuss.) gain an Chell Junor started cryin but I said "BE BRAVE ILL BE BACK SOOON!11!" (You don't even HAVE to go!) Then I want on a train.

The guys throo me on a magic siense train (Magic science train? You're not in Aperture anymore, that shit doesn't fly in the Hunger Games world.) that cold fly in the rales an was relay big. "Go an get an me ur booty salonist!' (I don't think Marissa's ass needs more attention.) Onna the armor dudes said than went SLAM! said the door an I was loked in. (The door spoke? Weird...) What did he meen bout a byouty salomist anyway? (Well do the bloody math, Marissa.) I was alreddy more hot an pretty than the hole Distract 12 plase, (Self centered, egotistical bitch.) specially that dum an ugly Katnise girl. (Offensive, self centered egotistical bitch!)

Befour I cold think more on it sum randum guys covered in naked showed up. (Covered in naked? The hell does that mean?) "Hi weer yur prep teem. Its are job to make u look sooper FABULOSSS!4444" Gayed one. (Gayed? Are you bloody serious? That's just offensive.) I was upulled into a wierd room with spas an baths an hair jel an a saloon an a rotisarry (A rotissary? In a spa? You do know that's for COOKING right?) an there was a guy standin there with sum tats an die hair. It was….. BISINESS MAN! 23 (Bisness man? Thankfully, some lovely FF goer informed me he was the Principal of Portal High. Why he's here? I don't know.)

"GRATE SCOOT!1 Bissis Man thot u betraitored me for the falmer trolls?" (More context sensetive information, oh good.) I 0-mouthed (Must be more serious than O-mouthing...) at the shock from this. I thot he had turned the flames for good! (Yeah, you just said that. We kinda get it.)

"No Marrissa me an Skep (For you readers, Skep was a "falmer troll" from the Teen Fortress 2 fic.) had a divortion becos I coldant stand her flamin an trollin any more." (I also suspect she was based on someone who didn't like Marissa's fics much.) He pot his hands round me sholders an taked me to the spa chare. "Now Im gonna make u even more hot an pretty, (Don't feed her ego, you moron.) I dont no if I can but ill trie!" So they gotted to work.

Few ours later I wakked out evven more hot an pretty. (You'll always look like a hag to me.) I saw Prim an Peeta Peeta Sandiwch Eata was also made more good luckin by there prep teems (You forgot to mention how they're still not as good looking as you, you narcissist.) Seena an Porshe. "Hey Marrissa wanna com with us to meet are mentor Haymatch? Hes gonna train us for the Huguer Gamess." Worded Prim. (Worded, is not a real word. Also, why does Marissa NEED training? She has Pullmagicpowersoutofmyass abilities, she doesn't exactly need training for something like that.)

We goed to the trainur room but it was a big spurise. (Except to the readers, who had been informed about this beforehand.) The room was all smoky with drugs an the floor stakay with BEER. A striper was stripin on the tablet gettin her thangs on all teh food! (...is she implying a stripper is rubbing her breasts on food? That... is... weird...) Then I saw sum robot peaces that was one a orange ball an the other a blue line thing lyin all broken on da floor lick they was only costooms or sumthin.

"Hey b***** long tim no see!~!# " It was….

TO BE CONTINUED! (Why're you even trying to keep us in suspense with this one? You've already TOLD us about them. Not to mention, few other characters use b****** than Tweedlearse and Tweedlehole.)

OMG WHY ARE ATBOD AN PLAS LICK COSTOOMS? (And you even REVEAL it in yoour dumb author's note!) OR IS IT A TRICK!? FIND OUT NEX TIMEEE!

(This one was painful. Marissa's narcissism is nauseating, and I just want to punch her in the nose. I can only imagine this will get worse over the course of this shitfest... stay tuned.)