I don't know if I expected anything else, but when he arrived in the fun city it was exactly like the first time. We got out of the train car and people were shouting our names, throwing flowers and cheering, but of course there was no time to think about that, because almost immediately Finnick and I were separated as we were both preparing for the parade.
Where Cory had gone I had no idea, but I hoped he was huddled in a wagon unable to face what he had done to me. The dream would have been if I didn't see him during the rest of my time in the capital, but it would most likely remain just that, a dream.
Now, I had kept myself in pretty good shape, I had taken regular baths and taken care of myself, so forgive me if I had thought this time wouldn't be as bad as the first. I had been wrong. The scrubbing was heavy handed, almost ruthless and when it came to the waxing I almost wanted to die. I could hear my attendants complaining that after all these years I still had hair on my legs, I know, as if that was something I could healp!
But I bit my tongue, didn't even say a word when they started picking at my eyeballs, those fackers.
The only comfort I could find in the never-ending torture of this pampering was that Katniss Everdeen, the poor thing lying next to me, was as quiet as I was, not a sound leaving her lips.
Johanna Mason however, or rader what I thought was Johanna did not have the same taktik, no.
You could hear the woman swearing and scolding anyone who even glanced at her, god help the poor soul who needed to wax her legs, and with those thoughts a smile grew on my lips, a small and evil smile.
And so, after what felt like decades, I was done. Left on a metal bunk as naked as the day I was born, or almost anyway, I had worn a dressing gown after all, so kind of them. But as soon as the door opened, I closed my eyes and made a wish.
Let it be Silvers, let it be Silvers!! "Hello darling Miss Whitmore!!"
It wasn't Silver's.
"Wert."
"I'm so excited to work with you again, here, like this under these circumstances, we're going to have so much fun together!!"
"So you think it's fun that I'm going towards my own death?"
He froze.
"Oh, no, that's not what I meant, I just meant, of course you're going to win so--."
"Wert, I'm going to stop you right there. I'm a woman with not much left to lose, so let me be clear, if it's not Silvers who steps through my dressingroom doors next time, but you, I will find first sharp object I can, maybe my heelals, and shove it into your throat, or eye, have I made myself ready?"
He swallowed deeply.
"Very."
"Good, shall we?"
As he pulled in the clothingrack, I was actually considering carrying out my little threat just a little earlier than I promised.
"Wert, you can't seriously expect me to wear that."
Now, don't get me wrong, it wasn't the golden fishing net I minded, it was the fact that there was nothing else on the gallows.
"It wasn't my idea!!"
"Is that all you have to say?"
I could feel my blood begin to boil. "No!!"
"Well, I'll wait!"
"It also makes you look sexy......One of your best skills?....."
He looked like he knew I wanted to kill him, because trust me, I wanted to kill him. But it was either let him put this on me, or go out completely naked, so what choice did I have.
It was like a bodysuit, but a little longer, and at the same time like a corset. It was hard and opulent, everything was gold and on the mesh were small objects reminiscent of the sea, starfish, shells and the occasional seahorse, all strategically placed to precisely cover my private parts.
"You look super handsome!!!"
"Wert I want to kill you." "Understood."
"If Finnick doesn't look any worse, I'd recommend you start counting your days!"
I was only half serious now, but it was fun to see the instant fear that crossed his face.
"Ohh I promise, he'll look sooo much worse!!"
Fortunately for Wert, he was right. Finnick indeed looked worse than I did.
I gave him a look, a look that said it all, I love you but.... And judging by what he said, he understood.
"At least you got sea creatures!"
Mags giggled at that. Because Finnick himself only had one fishing net, and then we only talk about the net being placed where it was absolutely necessary.
"I don't know, I've heard people think we look sexy!"
I said it with a laugh and he smiled. "Well, I don't really know, but I was away at twelve, wow there we are talking, their stylists have made themselves up!!"
"Ohh the twelves, how are they?"
"As good as one can be I guess...Kattniss is prickly as a cactus and Peeta wasn't there...."
Our smiles faded somewhat, but we had no more time. It was time to get into position and we got into our carriage and waited. So it began, first the clatter of hooves, then a blinding light and then I saw them, all shouting out the names of their favorite tributes and throwing flowers at us. It was exactly as I remembered it.
I didn't know if I was expecting something speciall, or mabye something out of the ordinary, but it didn't come. The president gave his speech, I thanked my lucky star that he seemed to be to focus on something or someone else to evan look at me, and that was it.
We all met up when we where done, me, Mags, Finnick and Annie to wait for the elevator.
And then I saw it, as we were standing there waiting for said elevator, an elevator that was curantky occupied by the tributes from twelve, them and a wery naked Johanna Mason!! I guess this time would be anything but ordinary after all.
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As a matter of fact, I don't even know if I'm ready!!!
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A fate worse than death~~A Finnick Odair story~~
FanfictionMost of the capital had cheered when Finnick Odair won his game. His skills with a trident had allowed him to become the youngest winner of the Hunger Games at the age of 14. Indeed, he had become the apple of the capital's eyes. Therefore, no one r...
