Roses

The visit part two

The feedback last chapter was absolutely wonderful, guys! Seriously, I cannot thank you guys enough! Special shout out to TheRealPrimroseEverdeen, Nic, Eleid, Randommmfanatic, It'sHardIKnow, and AdorableTheaterKid, look! I'm updating not in the middle of the night!!! Thank you all so much! Seriously, you're all amazing.

I don't own The Hunger Games. Do I look like I own the Hunger Games? No. No I don't.

Rueby and Nicky were sent to bed early that night. Rueby had naturally thrown a fit the second he parents had told her to turn off the TV, but a quick glare from her mother had shut her up. She had made a show of very slowly turning off the TV, and then trudging up the stairs at minimal speed.

She was now laying on her bed, her arms crossed and glaring at the ceiling. "Bee?" Nicky yawned, rolling to face her from across the room. "Yes?" "You're thinking too loud. I can't sleep." Rueby threw a pillow onto her face and rolled over, facing the wall. "What's wrong?" Nicky asked. "They won't tell me who that guy is. But I went through his suitcase and I found a badge. He's military. Like the peacekeepers on TV." Rueby sighed. "Well, maybe he's nice." Nicky suggested. Rueby pursed her lips but shrugged nonetheless. "Maybe," She decided it would be better if she just let Kicky though what he wanted... It wasn't like mommy would let anything happen to them...

Unless... Unless the strange man murdered them in their sleep. That could happen, couldn't it? But mommy didn't sleep good, and she usually woke up pretty easily. But what if the man was like really, really quiet. Like, so quiet that he could sneak up on a cat! "Nicky!" Rueby hissed, but turned to see that Nicky was already asleep. She felt like saying a curse word when she saw him like that, but knew that if someone heard her she'd be in so much trouble.
She couldn't sleep after that, every creak in the floorboards sounded like someone was coming closer to her. Someone with a gun... It took her a few minutes to muster up the courage to run out of the room and into her parent's room. She ran as quietly as she could and crept into the room. They were both asleep. Good. Without hesitation, Rueby jumped onto their bed in between them and snuggled under that covers.

"Rueby?" Peeta mumbled sleepily. "What's wrong?" He asked. "I don't want to be murdered." She stated simply. "So I'm sleeping with you. I figure if someone tried to murder us they'd start with the grownups and that would give me time to run." Peeta sighed and wrapped his arms around his child. "It's okay, no one's going to murder you." Rueby smiled, nodding to herself. She was definitely safe in daddy's arms.

"How do you want your eggs done?" Katniss asked. Rueby looked up from the fashion magazine aunt Effie had given her. "With ketchup." She said simply, going back to examining the weird looking wedding dress with way too much lace, and feathers. "What are you looking at wedding dresses for?" Gale asked from across the table.
Rueby scowled at him. "I'm marrying Jacob Lennon on Tuesday." She stated nonchalantly. Gale smirked in amusement, glancing at Katniss with a questioning look. Katniss just shrugged and continued with the eggs.

"So, who are you inviting to your wedding?" Gale asked. "All of the second grade is invited. They have to bring me presents or they don't get to have cake." She stated matter of factly. "And where are you getting the cake?" Gale questioned. Rueby sighed deeply, sending an "Are you kidding me" look to her mother. "Uncle Haymitch is paying." She said patronizingly. "Since mommy and daddy said no he said he'd do it because he loves me more than they do."
"Of course he did," Katniss muttered, setting the plate down in front of Rueby who promptly started devouring it. "I think I'll just have to wear my white satin dress that Aunt Effie got me for Christmas. None of these dresses will be able to be ordered in time." She said with another sigh.

"Why are you marrying Jacob Lennon, then?" Gale asked. "It's his dying wish. He said he didn't want to die without kissing a girl and I said I wouldn't kiss a boy I wasn't married to. Now we have to go through with this whole wedding debacle." Gale frowned. "He's dying?" He asked. Rueby nodded sadly. "I'll be a young widow, I suppose. But at least I'll get custody of his dog."
"Don't talk with your mouth full, Rueby." Katniss scolded lightly. Gale sent a questioning look to Katniss who said, "Jacob is moving away and he's being a drama Queen about it. His dad got a job in the Capitol." "He's not being a Drama Queen! Maisy Brooks moved to the Capitol and we never heard from her again!" "Maisy Brooks moved in with her dad in the Capitol and changed phone numbers. She comes home ever Christmas." Katniss said. "No... I don't think so. You're confusing her with someone else." Katniss sighed and decided to drop the subject.
"Right, I'm going to go take a shower." Katniss announced. Rueby waved vaguely at her mother without looking up from the wedding dress magazine. "I thought you weren't getting a wedding dress anymore." Gale commented. "A girl can still dream, Gale."

There was silence for a while, in which time Rueby got up and announced that she would be in her room if anyone needed her, and ran up the stairs at full speed.

"Rueby sure is delightful." Gale commented when Katniss got out of the shower. Katniss chuckled. "Oh, yeah, she's a pain, we're hoping she'll grow out of it." "You didn't." Gale commented. Katniss glared at him for a moment before grinning. "She sure is a child after my own heart." "That she is." Gale grinned. They fell into a companionable silence for a few minutes before Gale said, "I think she hates me." Katniss shrugged. "She hates most people, to be honest. She'll grow to like you, don't worry." Gale nodded. "She has your people skills too." With that, Katniss whacked him on the side of the head.

So, should I do a part three or leave it here? I'm thinking a part three is in order but I'll leave it up to you. I'll now be answering the guest review from last chapter, which is something I really should do more often but I keep forgetting. Apologies.

Nic; I'm glad you approve of how I'm writing them. I'm constantly around small children so it's kind of strange for me to think about any child being sweet. Plus, sass and attitude make for way more entertainment, ask any reality TV producer.

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