They won. They played everyone - Panem, the Capitol and the rules. They battled death together and came out as victors.
...And really thought that everything would change. But Lucy Gray, who many years ago believed in Coriolanus's promises and agree...
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Five years ago
Coriolanus had just returned home from another conference, drenched in sweat, trying to catch his breath after a long day of sitting in a nasty, stuffy office. Working as a government employee is no joke, and the Games were approaching - and the damn organizers, and especially Gr. Gaul already wanted to push the regulations of those ones on him, an assistant gamemaker, even when he has been twenty years old for only half a year; what kind of punishment was that?
Of course, extra money anywhere is always good, but still he was glad to finally leave that dull place, which was sucking the life out of him, as if it was an actual death trap, dedicated to boiling him alive.
As soon as he entered the corridor, the floor did not creak under his feet and he could barely restrain his gasps of surprise - he could not get used to the fact that finally, after many years, hands and money were finally found to at least partially repair it.
"Coryo!" It was easy to hear the bright and booming voice of Lucy Gray, who, running out of the kitchen and throwing away the ladle, almost jumped up and threw herself on his neck.
"Woah. Heavy..."
He twirls her around in the air a few times, feeling his young wife's slight weight gain and a smile appears on his face as he lowered his head, looking at the changes in her usually tiny body.
Ugh, how and why did she even get pregnant, only a little later after she hardly gave birth to Aster... It is not known whether they should have laughed or cried, but Snow definitely remembered how he was almost ready to jump out of the window out of shame before his wife - of course he never followed through with it, as Coriolanus was not the kind of person to be panicking over something for too long and especially threatening his own life because of it.
What's done is done, and he was actually happy about the new addition to his family: stroking her already slightly rounded belly with a smile and, placing Lucy Gray on the sofa, he suddenly volunteered to finish cooking what was already strongly boiling in the pot.
"Um... This... What is this?" Coriolanus poked the ladle into the bubbling brew, wincing heavily and looking at it with pure disgust on his face.
"Ew, it's literally green! God, now it really feels like old times," for a second, he thought that the smell of half-rotten cabbages had come back, almost causing him to throw up. This was the exact same kitchen where 8-year-old Tigris was struggling to cook anything, while young and hungry Coriolanus was whining and crying about his growling stomach and their grandma'am was sitting in the chair, being useless as always.
"I know nothing, I read in a culinary book and it's said that this dish is good for the baby!" Lucy Gray crossed her arms and Snow found strength in himself to wave off all of the bad memories and slightly smirked, hiding the blush that was starting to form. No doubt, Lucy Gray was always able to shoo not only the disgusting smell of cabbages away, but the filth that Coriolanus associated with that so-called food.
