I have never written in 3rd person before, so some sentences might sound a little wacky. And so there's not any confusion, this happened after the chariot rides. Also, don't imagine Finnick in his costume. It's kinda creepy. Maybe hes magical, so he changed. Poof!

Stepping out of the shower, Johanna shakes her head clean of any stray water droplets. She grabs a fresh, bleach white towel from the rack next to her and tucks it under her armpits so it doesn't fall. Finally, she thinks to herself, I'm out of that stupid costume. Suddenly, her eyes widen as she realizes. Wait, wait, wait. Wheres my costume? She looks on the floor underneath her, only to see a soaking wet shower mat. If anybody finds that in the elevator... Cussing, Johanna scrambles out of the bathroom and pulls out her pajamas from the dresser, which includes plaid red and blue pants and a black tank-top. She slips them on, making sure to cover her anklet that never leaves her side with her pajama bottoms, and quickly rushes out of the room. Johanna bangs on the elevator button a couple of times and waits until small ding is heard and the doors glide open. Once she enters the elevator without noticing a heap of brown and green pieces of cloth littering the ground, the doors shut behind Johanna. The only thing she finds on the elevator worth noting is Finnick, gazing with deep intent on the glowing button surrounding the number 1. They start going down.

Distracted, Finnick looks up into her eyes, radiating with pure glee. "The button lights up when you push it! Who knew!"

Johanna, frustrated she was leaving her floor with this idiot, fumes, "You didn't know that!"

"Well, I sorta let Mags do all the pushing of the buttons when we came up to my room, but I didn't get out of the elevator quick enough, sort of like you, and I've been stuck here for..." He checks his watch. "20 minutes. At least until you came." Finnick pops a random sugar cube into his mouth.

She shakes her head. "Soooo, you haven't seen anything, I don't know, treeish here lately?"

"Not that I know of." Darn, the Capitol must have taken it. They better not have any details...

The elevator slowly comes to a halt after its previous descending. They can hear shouts even before the doors open. When they do, Johanna and Finnick look upon Gloss standing in the open with only a pair of boxers on and those ever so stylish knee-high tube socks on (coughsarcasmcouch) yelling at his sisters door. "-GIVE ME BACK MY CLOTHES, CASHMERE!" The two could hear a small snickering emitting from inside the room Gloss was pacing rapidly. Abruptly,he turns around.

"PUSH A BUTTON, FINNY!" Finnick literally starts hitting the number 2 button just in time for the doors to close before Gloss charged.

Johanna starts cracking up, leaning on the wall for support. Finnick shares a light chuckle, but then asked, "Where did 'Finny' come from?"

She stops laughing, obviously embarrassed. "Errr, it just sort of came out."

Hes about to question further, until the dinging of the doors opening cuts him off. They're on District 2's floor. Johanna, soon followed by Finnick, presses her ear against Enobaria's entryway. They hear a woman, slightly agitated, talking to someone.

"-with olives and pepperoni and can I get that to go?" There is a pause. "What do you mean, I'm a tribute? I'm a Victor and I have just as enough rights as you do!" ... "Yes, I do! Don't you dare talk legal with me, mister!" ... "Oh, sorry, ma'am." Johanna and Finnick hear a loud slam of a phone followed by a muttering of "I need some air..."

Quickly, they both manage to squeeze, side by side, behind an extremely large pot. What type of indoor plant gets that big? Johanna wonders. Enobaria steps into the hallway and stands without movement. Why dose she need air? She has 5 different air conditioners installed in her room!

Hesitantly, Finnick tugs his arm out of between their sides pressed against each other. He places yet another unexpected sugar cube in his mouth. About 30 seconds later, he whispers, "Ewww, I think there is a giant, medieval hunk of plastic in my sugar! I swear, the whole world is going to turn into plastic one day!"

"Well, spit it out!"

Without delay, Finnick angles his head by the opening of the corner and the pot and shoots it out like a bullet, smacking Enobarias face. With a grunt, she exits back into her room.

Johanna and Finnick, both giggling, hurry onto the elevator as fast as they can. Johanna presses the 5 button and says, "Lets ding-dong-ditch this time!"

Apparently Finnick doesn't understand the full meaning of that because when they are at the District 5 male tribute's dwelling, Finnick says in his most high-pitched, womanly voice possible, "Ding dong! Uh, delivery!" Then he just stands there as the guy opens the door while Johanna is pressed against a wall out of his view. Finnick dose a hand-motion in front of the tributes face and blurts out, "Begone, fowl beast!" Then he runs, still in the guys sight, and slams right next to Johanna. He utters, "How was that?"

Johanna suddenly whips out a syringe and plunges it into the confused guys arm. Within seconds, the tribute falls to the ground, unconscious.

Finnick stutters, "Wh- Wha- Where did that come from?"

Johanna lifts up the bottom of her left pants leg to reveal her anklet. Stuffed in little pockets and rings are several needles, pills, and a miniature roll of duct tape.

"Ummm," Finnick says, "Are you sure that's safe?"

"What, do you want to try it out, Odair?"

"Err, no, I'm cool."

"That's what I thought." Johanna stares down at the guy, who seams to be in his early 20's. "We need to get him back into his room, that stuff only lasts for 3 hours." She starts dragging the tribute by his feet, so Finnick decides to help by grasping his feet. They haul him onto his bed, laying in an awkward position. Johanna picks up nearby vase and drops it onto the floor. It cracks into 3 large parts and millions of other little shards of glass shatter on the floor. "There," she says, "Now it looks as if it fell onto his head, causing a concussion... We couldn't have him knowing we're doing this."

They walk back into the elevator, stopping on the 12th floor. Johanna steps out and raps on Peetas door. There is no answer. Johanna says slowly, "If hes not in his room, then where could he-" The two look at each other at the same time, as if they were telepathic. Then, still in sync, both of their heads turn towards Katniss's door. All that is heard is a silent "Nooooo," coming from Johanna. "Finnick? What time is it?"

He raises his wrist to his face. "12: 37," he whispers. Finnick almost chokes when he says "Oh my gosh! They're just children!"

"Finnick, I think I've had enough for one night."

"Yeah, me too."

Sooo, did you love it! Its was just a random idea that popped in my head. I stayed up until 1 in the morning writing it. And I just started a forum, it's called "Finding Your Inner Tribute" including many topics. I urge you to visit it, please! Anyways, I was planning for this to be a one-shot, but it might turn into little chapters of Johanna and Finnick adventures if several people (that means YOU) review! And just for your understanding, I totally hate the idea of Peeta. Everything about Peeta is a shame. Don't judge. Please review!