"You know what?" Vely asked me.
"No, I don't," I replied.
"Check this out!" Vely took up a stance in front of me and a trapdoor appeared beneath her feet. We fell right into it. Vely was flailing her arms around while I was in a sleeping position.
We looked around.
"Vely Belazina!" Someone yelled. Effie Trinket!
"I volunteer! I volunteer to be tribute!" I shouted.
The crowd started cheering.
And then everything was so fast. Everyone except Vely and I were on the ground, dead, immediately after we arrived.
We pulled the berry trick and we won.
The end of my invasion of The Hunger Games.
***
I licked my blood stained fingers and gave the crowd a seductive wink.
"I really enjoyed The Hunger Games. It was so fun!" I readjusted my position on the comfy chair as the crowd cheered.
"Well... I-I suppose that counts as a victory."
"It is, obviously."
See, I'm fabulous.
I saw a trapdoor and jumped into it, blowing a flying kiss to the audience.
"Hasta la Vista, bitches!" I descended into the spiral.
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