Chapter 3

The twins still couldn't believe how amazing the food was in comparison to District 9's grub. It was so rich and filling and absolutely delicious, but while the twins stuffed down as much as they could, Lim picked at his food glumly.

"It shouldn't have been me." He sulked.

"Oh shut up." Practically everyone at the table said. They all lapsed back into silence.

"Your stylists will be here to see you soon." Perus… Preslueth… Perlio - I give up - the escort said cheerily.

Soon the stylists did arrive, and the tributes were prepared for the interviews with Caesar Flickerman.

"Hey I'm Flora and that's Kylie," the woman named Flora said. She was quite short and had a very big parting right in the middle of her head. Kylie on the other hand had wild hair and... plastic bags around her feet…?

"Um, why are you wearing that?" Boris asked Kylie.
"It's abstract fashion, gosh." Kylie rudely remarked.

"We are your stylists today," Flora announced while Lim muttered a 'We're toast'. "And we were thinking that we should make your dresses related to your district. Now, can someone tell me what your district produces?"

The tributes looked at each other.

"Uh… we have a lot of factories." Boris answered.

"But what do you produce?"

"Um, we're not entirely sure…"

"Okay then, a factory will have to do!"

Lim's eyes widened. "Wait are you serious?!"

So then the tributes were promptly dressed as factories. They all wore factory pipes with fake smoke on their heads. However, neither twin cared much about clothing though, so they weren't particularly thrilled. As they lined up for the interview, Boris made eye contact with Lim and waved. He didn't wave back.

"r00d" She muttered.

When it was their turn to go up, Morris and Boris took a deep breath and made their way to the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the District 9 twins!" Caesar's voice rang out across the audience's cheers.

Morris and Boris sat on the large chair and smiled at the audience.

"So, Morris," Caesar said when the noise had died down. "How do you feel about being forced into the Games?"

"Of course, it's unfortunate but I can't leave my sister out there on her own. She'd die without me!"

The audience laughed.

"Um… that wasn't supposed to be funny…" Moris awkwardly trailed off.

"What do you have to say to that, Boris?" Caesar said.

"I'm the better fighter." Boris said after a pause. Caesar laughed uproariously.

"So I'm guessing that an alliance is to be formed between the two of you?" he joked.

Boris kept a straight face. "No. We will treat each other as we treat everyone else."

After their interview, it was Lim's turn.

"How do you feel about being reaped even though, as you claimed, there were already two tributes?"

Lim grit his teeth. "It's unfair. I should have not been reaped. The whole system is-" he cut himself off before he said anything rebellious. "...not my cup of tea…"

Caesar patted him on the hand. "Of course, after hearing of the mistake you must have been even more distraught."

Lim froze. "What mistake?"

"Oh dear, he doesn't know!"

"Oooooh" the audience oohed.

"Tell me. Tell me the mistake!"

"Alright, alright." Caesar turned to the audience. "During the reaping when Lim Youngwood was reaped, there was an error."

A silence fell over the crowd, even though they already knew what Caesar was going to say.

"The boy reaped was in fact not Lim Youngwood, but another boy named Limyoung Wood. So you see, Lim, you were wrongly reaped."

Lim slowly rose from his chair. "WHAT?!"

"Unfortunately, my boy, it's too late now to change anything and find Limyoung."

That was when Lim lost it completely. He kicked the chair and dived on top of Caesar, trying to strangle him. Peacekeepers pranced onto the stage.

"Oh, way to go, idiot." Morris ranted from the other room as she watched what was happening from the TV. "There goes 1 potential sponsor."

The Peacekeepers grabbed Lim by the arms while threatening to hit him with their baguettes. They then carried him away backstage. Meanwhile, Caesar awkwardly got off the ground and that was when the entire audience gasped because there, right in front of him, was the host's iconic blue wig.

"Eep!" he screamed before placing it backwards on his head in a rush. Caesar awkwardly composed himself before saying, "Well that was a hairy situation, heheheh."

No one laughed.

Backstage in the Green Room...

"YOU RAT!" Boris yelled at Lim.

"HE DESERVED IT!" the furious boy countered. Moris and Boris simply slapped him at the same time with their arm.

"Don't make us give you another spanking!" Moris growled.

Aleisha spoke up before the fight got worse, "Yah I won't lie but Lim, but by attacking Caesar publicly you basically ruined both yours AND Boris' chance of surviving."

"And mine too!" Moris added.

"You're not a tribute…" Aleisha said.

"Yes I am!"
"You didn't get reaped so it doesn't count."

Morris decided from this point that she hated Aleisha.

"But did you hear what he said?! Some guy with the weird name of Limyoung got reaped! Not me!"

"Lol I can't believe you were dumb enough to think that you were called." Boris said.

Lim simply glared at her.

"Well you're here now." Pea said. "There's nothing you can do except do your best to win."

Everyone stared at him.

"That… was probably the sanest thing you've said so far." Moris said quite surprised.

"That reminds me, did you know frogs are not always green? And that makes it hard because I'm left handed, except Ikea is easy to get lost in. So make sure you keep a curtain on you at all times. Also, it's impossible to eat a pizza if you don't have a pizza." Pea took a deep breath. "Which is why you should respect your mentors."

"That made zero sense," Boris ranted. "You guys are the worst mentors ever!"

Aleisha angrily blinked at her.

"Uh, helloooo?" Lim interjected. "What about the fact that I'M ACTUALLY NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE AND I WAS RIGHT ALL ALONG?!"

"Cool it, mate." Persuliosianio joined the conversation.

Lim groaned. "I just remembered something. The Games are on tomorrow."

The twins looked at each other anxiously.

Lim continued, "And you know what else I remember? That our mentors have told us absolutely no advice!"

"That is very true," Boris glared at the mentors.

"Okay you want some advice?" Pea said as he wriggled his monobrow. "Then here you go."

Advice #1

If you are thirsty make sure to drink water.

Advice #2

If you don't have water, you need to find it.

Advice #3

If you're hungry and have no food, just close your eyes and imagine that you're eating a scrumptious cake. Then you'll feel better. Always works for me.

Advice #4

Make sure that your shoelaces are tied! We wouldn't want you to trip now would we?

"And the final most important piece of advice that you MUST know is…"

Advice #5

Make sure you don't die.

Pea beamed at the tributes. "Those are my top advices that I can give that i am sure will help you win." Aleisha blinked in agreement.

However, Lim started twitching his eye unconsciously as he grew redder and redder in fury. "WHO HIRED YOU TWO?!" He screamed before banging his head against a wall and became unconscious by accident.

Moris and Boris glared at their 'mentors'.

"Is this a joke? Or do you actually want us to die?" said Boris with lots of spite in her voice.

Before Pea or Aleisha could respond, Moris replied: "I think it's obvious that they don't want us to live."

"Ugghhghgh, say it don't spray it." the escort murmured as he wiped his face.

The siamese twins got up in anger and went back to their rooms. There was a massive awkward silence in the living room.

"I thought that was pretty good advice." Persuiolianio sincerely said with his accent once again making it hard to understand what he was saying.