The Cartoon Games

Chapter 3

The Capitol confiscated my headband right away because it was considered a weapon because there were spikes on it.

Tiny spikes that were as big as bug poop.

We got assigned to our stylists. My stylists name is Arisa and she's super sweet. Arisa gave me this beautiful outfit to wear to the interviews with the comedian of District 1 (Adventure Time), the Ice King. He can cheer up anyone.

My dress is still sweater like because I'm known to love sweaters so Arisa specifically assigned me one. It's kinda like the one I wore when I met Candy and Grenda. It goes down after a tank top, and goes down to my ankles. The worst part about this is that I need to wear heels. They're gorgeous-sparkly blue, but they're really high and I might trip over my dress. Arisa said she'd walk me out until my interview with Ice King. Then I was on my own.

The interviews are in 3 days. We're doing training tomorrow, then a day to prepare for the interview, then the interview, and the next day later is the actual Games.

See, now you might think the Games are a joke. They're not. You're thrown into an arena and then make you stand for a full minute until you grab what you need. Sometimes you get unlucky and don't get anything at all. Then, you wait what, a week for it to be over? And all through America it's played. People watching you kill. Seeing the romance involved. Allying with other tributes. So if you think it's a game, turn your mind around.

I hear the bell and Hallie is calling me to dinner. Our other mentor is actually Old Man McGucket. Turns out he won the 13th Cartoon Games and got a knife through his head, that's what made him crazy.

Our dinner is turkey with cheese, bread, wine, yam, and a bunch of other grub that looks delicious. Grunkle Stan really didn't make Dipper and I good meals, so that's why I are everything on my plate in less than 10 minutes. Hallie is disgusted by my actions so she sends me to my room. About 20 minutes later I hear a knock at my door. I think it's just Arisa so I open the door but it's actually Robbie.

"Hi?" I ask confused.

"Just wishing you luck tomorrow." He grabs me by my sweater and pulls me close to his face.

"You better do a good job tomorrow. We BETTER do good in training so we can win this thing. UNDERSTAND?!" He yells harshly. I nervously nod. He puts me back on the ground.

"Good." He leaves the room without saying a word and slams the door behind him.