“And Sleeping Ugly awakens,” Glimmer’s annoying voice says. “Who kissed you? Was it 3?”
I see Sasha blushing furiously, I ignore him and Glimmer. “Why didn’t anyone wake me up?” I demand glaring at everyone, one at a time.
Sierra shrinks under my glare, even though she’s a year older than me and about 5 inches taller. “Cato said he’s kill us if anyone woke you.”
I turn my glare to Cato, who smirks. “Well we couldn’t have you sleeping on the job, could we?”
I sigh, and hop over to our supply pile, ignoring the rest of my allies. I grab an apple and a handful of crackers for breakfast. After I’m done eating (I try to ignore the fact that everyone is watching me eat in silence) Cato says, “Should we go hunting?”
We all agree, we leave 3 behind to guard, as we don’t exactly need to fiercely protect our stuff, thanks to the landmines.
Hunting turns out to be a bore, we find nothing. No signs or traces of anyone anywhere. So around 4 we stop and head back to camp. We return to camp around 5. Sasha is sitting in a chair, when he sees us, he stands up.
“I didn’t hear any canons-“
“Oh, shut up.” Cato says, shoving Sasha aside, he’s in a bad mood, since we didn’t find anything.
Sasha falls to the ground, my instincts kick in before anything else, I help Sasha up off the ground. Looking up, I see Cato watching us the intensity of his gaze could probably burn a hole to the center of the earth.
“Anyway, we’re hungry,” I say quickly, “Any ideas for dinner, anyone?” No one says anything. “Alright…” I say a bit awkwardly. “I’ll make something then.”
Hopping over to the Cornucopia I find some flour and salt. I remember an old-fashioned recipe that we used to have occasionally in 2. It’s called chicken and dumplings, (A/N first thing that popped into my head ok? No it’s not my favorite food.) It was never my favorite, but I liked it all right. Rose was always the good one at cooking, not me, but I try anyway. I tell everyone to wait here while I venture out into the forest. I like being in here, I almost forget that I’m in fighting to the death games, almost. Anyway, I find a father plump turkey-looking-ish type thing and I have it down with a dagger in its side in no time. I cut off its head to relive the thing from its pain. Next I pluck off the feathers (takes a while) and then I return to camp. I mix together the flour and salt in a bowl then slowly I add purified water to the mix, eventually making sloppy dough. I’m making a nice dinner in the Hunger Games, who would’ve thought? I can almost feel the people at home laughing, am I fighting? Nope I am mixing together a messy dough. When I’m in the middle of mixing the dough, Peeta walks over.
“Hey, can I help or something?” he asks.
“Uh…. Sure…” I say, “Could you mix this?” I’m pointing at the dough.
“Sure,” Peeta willingly sits down, rinses his hands off with some water from the bucket nest to me and plunges them into the dough kneading it.
After I rinse my hands from the sticky dough, I see that Peeta is still kneading the dough with ease, “wow,” I say, “you’re good at that.”
Peeta laughs, “Thanks, back home my family owns a bakery so I guess I know my dough.”
I let out a little laugh, and then I go to start a fire. I take a pot from the supply pile and fill it with water, which I sit in the fire. When the water boils I put up the just-cubed-by-me turkey-thing in, then Peeta and I have fun plopping the dough in lumps into the boiling water. Not the most elegant way of making it, but it’s something.
Luckily no one attacks us while I make dinner. It’s really kind of awkward since I suck at cooking, and I’m in a fight-to-the-death games and I am cooking chicken and dumplings. I bet Brutus and Enobaria have already face-palmed themselves many times. I wonder what our sponsors are thinking at the moment. I know that Cato and I have sponsors, we have to. I mean, seriously? I’ve already killed my share of people, and our scores are bound to have impressed at least someone.
Hey look useless chapter of her cooking yay. I needed some type of past time ok? Well here's your sneak peek. IM SO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING IT SOONER! Someone should really PM me when I dont post it! I'm forgetful ok? IM SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ~Bookfanic a.k.a. braindead idiot~