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Tribute reunion ~ Oneshot 4

The tribute reunions were Peeta's idea. When I first heard of them I straight up said no, but after a while of thinking I agreed to it. I came to the conclusion that it would be a great way to heal. So now, every year we invite all of the tributes that are still alive after the war to "celebrate" that we still have the opportunity to live.

The first reunion was a mess.

I had helped Peeta with the dinner for the whole day. After all there would be eight people to feed (Me, Peeta, Haymitch, Annie and her son, Joanna, Enobaria and Beetee.). Everyone but Beetee, who had to get back to district three for a meeting with Plutarch, was going to sleep in our house. I was not looking forward to it.

At about 2pm Peeta had to go pick everyone up from the train, and I was left alone to do the last of the cleaning. We had three spare rooms, one which Annie and her son, 11 year old Fin, would share, and one where the girls would sleep. Haymitch lived next door, so he would just go home. I don't think I would have liked having him sleeping in our house anyway.

When they arrived at our house, five people with one bag each, the chaos started. Joanna started exploring the house, leaving her bag on the floor. Little Fin had been here before and began running around the house like he owned it. Enobaria just looked very pissed and not at all enjoying the event. I'm not sure if this was a good idea.

When we finally got everyone to sit around the table for dinner, with a promise that Joanna would get a private house tour, it was already 5pm. As the day grew older and the bottle of wine got emptier, people started to cool down. Some just sat and listened, observing, while others had vibrant but low conversations.

Soon everyone began retiring to their bedrooms, but the night was not quit over. As I stood leaned over the sink with a toothbrush in my mouth, I heard a faint knock on the bathroom door. I thought it was Peeta, who every night snuck into the bathroom, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my neck, being the start of our love making. Instead it was Joanna, inviting me to her and Enobarias room. She refused to tell me what we were going to do until we arrived there. "You'll see".

When we got in their room Enobaria was sitting on the floor, waiting with an empty bottle lying down in front of her. "we are going to play spin the bottle." Joanna explained. Oh no. I hated this game. It always seemed to get the worst out of me. "I'll start!" Enobaria said, spinning the bottle. Of course it pointed to me. "Truth or dare?" Enobaria asks. "Dare." I say, not wanting to be asked something I don't want to answer. "Hmmmm... Here." She says, giving a bottle with whiskey to me. "Drink." She must be taking it easy with me, right? Or is this just a part of the dare? No matter what it is, I take a sip. I think that I'll need it.

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On the morning of the second reunion I have a talk with Peeta. "I think it would be a great idea to tell them today, while everyone is here." I suggest. "Yes, I've been thinking about that too. Maybe during dinner?" "Yes, that would be great." I say. But I can't stop thinking that maybe a letter would have been better. I have never liked attention, and after this I'll certainly get it. Especially since we've invited Effie this time too. She might not have been a part of the games, but something is surely happening between her and Haymitch.

Later that day everyone arrives. We hug and greet each other, but it's much calmer than last year. A lot has happened with Fin in a year. He's now twelve and so much calmer. Annie has kept us updated with letters, and she always tells us how good he is in school. Joanna also seems calmer, but it's probably since Enobaria isn't here. I guess she didn't enjoy it last year. But Peeta, he's shining. Last year we were both so stressed, but now he's so happy he could light up a whole district. Maybe it's because we're going to tell everyone today. As much as I would like to see their reactions, I can't help but think that they might... what? What Katniss? Not be happy? Of course they will be happy! They've been waiting for this! But even though I pep talk myself, I can feel myself getting nervous.