Well it's me...Shelby...my co-writer Mandy isn't here at the moment she is probably off causing chaos...and what not So I'm here instead.

So thank you to anybody that reviewed our last chapter and thank you to anyone who Favorited the story or followed it.

If Mandy were here she'd probably said something like "Enjoy...or Prim will find you :]"

So enjoy.

Peeta sat silently in the dinning car of the train. Prim casually walked in and smacked the back of Peeta's head as she walked by.

"Loser." She muttered. Peeta turned toward Prim.

"What is your problem. What did I ever do to you to make you want to kill me. If anything I saved your ass from starvation! You think you could treat me with just a little respect?!" Prim starred at Peeta.

"You didn't save me from anything, you tool. If worse came to worse, I would eat Katniss or something. I didn't need anyone to feed me. I can fend for myself! I will treat you as I see you. An obstacle. You know what I do to obstacles in my way? I BLOW THEM THE FUCK UP."

Haymitch stumbled in the dinning car.

"Stop bein' so fuckin' loud will ya? You'll wake the dead with that crazy screaming."

Both of them ignored Haymitch.

"See that's the difference between me and you, I will respect you, because I don't want to get in your way...Because I know I'm going to die...I know you can win! If anything I want you to win!" Peeta shouted.

"Will you two shut the fuck up already!" Haymitch shouted as his speech began to slur.

Prim suddenly began to throw tampons at Haymitch. Effie walked into the dinning car and saw Haymitch and the tampons.

"...Well. I'll um. Yeah... " Effie the proceeded to walk right back out of the car.

Peeta stared at Prim and Haymitch, continuously looked back and forth at the two. He suddenly burst into laughter. "Where did you get tampons from?" Peeta said through his fit of laughter.

"They were in Effie's purse." Prim replied as she threw another tampon at Haymitch.

"QUIT THROWIN' COTTON DILDOS AT ME!" Haymitch screamed Effie came back into the car.

"Primrose! Did you go through my purse?!" Effie asked.

"Yep. Problem?" Prim asked.

"YES. THERE IS A PROBLEM WITH THAT!" Effie shouted

"Then tell someone who cares, bitch!" Prim snapped.

"Oh snap!" Haymitch said as he held out his hand for a high-5.

Peeta continued to laugh "Oh my god! My spleen!" He said in between his fits of laughter.

Haymitch threw one of the tampons at Effie.

"Here Effie you can have that cause that's the closest to a dick you'll ever be able to suck!" Haymitch said as he started to laugh. Prim started to laugh hysterically.

"Omg, WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT? I'M SO ATTRACTIVE AND YOU KNOW IT, BOO HOO HOO...!" Effie ran out crying in a very overly-dramatic manor.

"Ahahahaahaaaaa... Oh dear fuck, MY SIDES! Ahaha, she's such a weak little bitch!" Prim said as she started to roll around in the tampons that had fallen off of Haymitch and onto the floor.

"OH MY GOD! Prim you're so freakin funny! Don't stop now this is getting good." Peeta said as he laughed.

Prim began to throw tampons out the window of the train while screaming "EFFIE ATE THE BUTTER BLITZER!"

Effie's sobs could be heard from the next cart over.

"What's a butter blitzer?" Peeta asked as he laughed endlessly.

"SHUT THE FUCK YOU PINK WHINNY BITCH!" Haymitch screamed at the door that Effie had run out.

"I have NO clue." Prim said as she reached out the window and somehow got hold of a pigeon, which by the time she pulled in into the train car was dead.

"Ohhh! breakfast!" Prim said.

Effie's loud sobs could still be heard.

Prim, Haymitch and Peeta heard in between one of the sobs "MY MAMMA NEVER LOVED ME!"

Haymitch took a swig of his alcohol "Gee, I wonder WHY. Also, your tits are too small!"

"Ahahaha... Boob ridicule." Prim shouted as she laughed a bit.

"You don't even have any." Haymitch said.

"YET. Just you wait, Jimothy. I'LL HAVE THE GRANDEST BOOBS IN ALL OF PANEM! OR MY NAME ISN'T ROSEMARY EVERFREE!" Prim shouted with confidence.

"It isn't it's Primrose Everdeen." Haymitch said in confusion.

"I know that, you idiot. I was being a smart ass " She snapped.

Effie continued to cry and wallow in self pity.

Prim too a bite of the dead pigeon she was holding.

"Num... Carcass." Prim said.

"You are one sick, twisted kid." Haymitch said in disgust.

A Peacekeeper walked in and stopped when he saw Prim.

"Is that a dead pigeon?" The peacekeeper asked.

Prim looked at the pigeon with a sad face then looked at the Peacekeeper with teary eyes and sniffled.

"Yea, mister. It is," Prim pointed at Peeta. "He k-killed it!"

Prim made another cute, innocent, sad face. Haymitch smiled at Prim when the peacekeeper wasn't looked. Peeta froze in shock at Prim's words.

The peacekeeper looked at Haymitch, as she sat down and put his feet up on the table.

Haymitch nodded, "Yep, Peeta's nuts."

He took a swig of his drink then sat back.

Peeta's expression changed from shocked to angry.

"What the hell! I would never do that!"

The peacekeeper looked skeptically at Prim and Haymitch, then looked at Peeta.

"I don't really believe that after the show you put on at the reaping." The peacekeeper looked back at Haymitch. "I'm just on my rounds to check out the train. I was given the job after your districts reaping."

"Oh, well..." Prim held up the pigeon to him.

"Did you want a bite?"

Haymitch slammed his hand on his face. "For Christ's sake..."

"No I'll pass. You can have it." The peacekeeper walked out of the room and ran into Effie

"What's your problem?" the peacekeeper asked.

Effie Sniffled "...They're being mean to me."

Prim Glared at the Peacekeeper as he walked out.

"...He's on to us. We have to kill him."

"What do you mean 'we'?!" Haymitch said.

"Prim, I know that peacekeeper...he comes to district 12 once in a while he's just a fat lazy freeloading woman beater...he's a man whore and he's not even worth your time. Trust me he won't say anything about what he's seen. He learned along time ago the 'Don't ask, don't tell." Peeta said.

Haymitch looked at prim

"Yeah... Peeta's right, in this country you learn that that's our motto. It's simply... don't ask and don't tell. Everyone keeps to themselves usually...that and I know that peacekeeper...he won't say a word."

"Fine. He's off the hook. ...For now." Prim said as she continued to eating the dead pigeon.

Effie walked back into the room after she pulled her self together.

"I have come to the decision that, I am your escort...SO YOU WILL SHOW ME RESPECT!" Peeta starred at Effie, Haymitch took another drink

"You fat drunken asshole! For once in your life stop fucking drinking!"

Prim threw the dead pigeon at Effie. It landed on her boob, Haymitch snorted as he tried to suppress his laughter.

"PRIMROSE! I SWEAR TO GOD! YOU BEHAVE OR I WILL TELL THE WHOLE CAPITAL ALL ABOUT YOUR LITTLE ADORABLE ACT! SO HELP ME GOD!" Effie screamed.

"What act?" Peeta asked

"You wouldn't. Haymitch said as he narrowed his eyes.

"Try me." Effie asked daringly. Prim sat down on the ground criss-cross applesauce style like a good little girl.

"You have my permission to speak, Ms. Effie. I am listening. Tell me your troubles, good lady."

"YOU NEED TO LEARN TO RESPECT ME IF I AM TO HELP YOU IN ANYWAY IN THESE GAMES Effie cleared her throat.

"Now you are to, as i believe Haymitch put it 'act innocent'. But behind cameras you are to treat me with respect or else! You can mouth off to Peeta..."

"HEY!" Peeta shouted

"But you will treat me with respect! I expect good table manors away from the table you may disrespect anybody you please except me and President Snow! I honestly don't want to see you die! So you are to continue your act while respecting me or you will be in for a ride! Prim stretched out on the floor and log rolled over to Effie.

"M'kay. I'll do it. But only on one condition..."

"This 'outta be interesting." Haymitch whispered to Peeta

"Yupp" Peeta whispered back

"What would the condition be?" Effie asked

"Gimme your wig." Effie asked calmly.

Haymitch spit out his drink then suppressed more laughter.

"...Fine" Effie said then slowly reached for her wig. Prim watched intently.

Effie pulled off her powder pink wig and revealed another sea green wig.

"Whoa, what?" Prim asked.

"You wear a wig on top of a wig? What? Why do you...? I don't even..." Haymitch asked.

Prim yanked off the green wig, revealing another brightly colored wig underneath.

"Dear lord, woman. What the cucumbers."

"DONT JUDGE ME." Effie shouted

Peeta stared wide eyed at Effie.

"What the Fu-"

"WATCH YOUR MOUTH MELLARK!" Prim shouted

"But you've been saying Fuck all day!" Peeta shouted back Prim glared at Peeta

"Watch your mouth."

"Yes Peeta you really should watch your mouth, it's rude to swear." Effie said in agreement.

"Can we get back to what's important...Now why the fuck do you wear wigs on top of wigs!"

"Because..." Effie burst into tears again."MY MAMMA NEVER LOVED ME!"

Prim patted Effie on the head , while shooshing her.

"There, there. It's okay." Prim patted her head, and glared at Peeta.

"Go fuck yourself."

"WHAT IN THE EVER LOVING FUCK DID I DO! HAYMITCH IS THE ONE WHO BROUGHT THE SUBJECT OF THE MANY WIGS ON HER HEAD UP! AND YOU'RE THE ONE WHO WANTED HER WIG IN THE FIRST PLACE!" Peeta screamed

"Peeta, calm down. I think you owe Effie an apology." Haymitch insisted Prim nodded.

"Apologize, now. Or I'll cut off all your fingers." Prim threatened

"I'm not apologizing because you guys brought it up. And if you even think of hurting me I'll make sure your little 'act' is told all over the capitol. You little bitch!" Effie began to sob loudly again.

"Fine. Have it your way, Pit-stink." Prim hit him in the face with one of the many wigs."BUT BELIEVE ME. I WILL HAVE MY VENGEANCE. Your transgressions will not be forgotten, you scoundrel!" Prim said

"Scoundrel"? Haymitch asked. Prim shrugged.

"Whatever. Go fuck yourself." Peeta stood and walked out of the car.

"Why can't w-w-we all just g-g-get along!" Effie said through her sobs Prim stood and walked in the opposite direction

"Where are you going...?"

"To fuck myself, like Peeta said."

"Why the fucking hell not? Haymitch started to unzip his pants.

"NO. NOPE. NADA. This isn't a smut-fic." Mandy screamed as she came out of nowhere

"FOURTH WALL. FOURTH. WALL."

"Fuck it. Just keep it in your god damn pants, fucker." Mandy shouted then poofed away.