A Collection of Gadge

by jennycaakes

Drabbles I've written concerning Gadge. None are related to each other, but someone suggested I put them all on. Some may be made into longer stories, others not. AU. Some are long, some are short. All individuals. Will be updated as new drabbles are written, but for all intents and purposes it's completed.

41. Not Katniss

Disclaimer: All stories are individuals of themselves and are unrelated to each other.

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"I see how you look at her," Peeta crosses his arms from behind the bakery counter as Gale waits for his purchase.

"For the last time Mellark," Gale grumbled, "I don't like Katniss." Their interaction had been limited after the two Victor's returned home; Gale's heart just didn't belong to Katniss anymore.

"Not Katniss," Peeta rolled his eyes, shoving the paper bag forward. "Madge."

Now Gale rolled his eyes, "I don't like Undersee either." Gale reached for the bag but Peeta suddenly had a firm grip on it. "Listen, Mellark,"

"I don't know what happened while Katniss and I were at the Games but I know something did." Peeta wasn't an idiot; he could see how Madge's eyes followed Gale whenever she saw him. He saw how Gale always ended up at Katniss's when Madge just happened to be over.

"You're off your rocker," Gale responded, snatching the bag. He had no intentions of discussing how he spent his time in the meadow with a pretty blonde. "We're not even friends. Never were." Had they passed friendship or sunk below it? He couldn't tell. He decided with neither. It was a fling.

"Seriously, Gale?" Peeta leaned over the counter. "Madge is my best friend, okay? You hurt her and I swear to God I will kill you." Gale raised his eyebrows and Peeta added, "And I just returned from the Hunger Games, so I think you might take my threat seriously."

"Not in a million years," Gale threw back. It felt like an empty threat in all honesty, Peeta wasn't the angry type. "You wouldn't lay a hand on me."

"Hurt Madge and we'll find out," Peeta retorted, crossing his arms again.

"I said it once and I'll say it again. You're off your rocker, Mellark. Undersee doesn't have any business with me besides strawberries, alright?" Not since Katniss came back, anyway. Before, though, while Katniss was in the Games…. strawberries and ragged breath and lingering touches…

"Oh, but how you wish it were more. Please, Gale, enlighten me on your relationship with Madge." Gale pursed his lips and started for the door. "Can't hide your feelings forever, Gale!" But yes, Gale could.