By: Me

I woke up to the sound of Buttercup meowing loudly. I got up carefully, so I didn't wake up Peeta. I walked down stairs, and saw the old cat staring out the window. He would do this occasionally. I figure he was mourning Prim. I walked up to him, and stroked his head. He hissed at first, then he gave in and started purring.

Tears were running down my cheeks. We stared out the window together. It's been seven years since all of them died, yet it still hurts. I felt a pair of strong hands on my shoulder. I turned around and smiled. "Hi, Peeta," I whispered. "You okay Katniss?" "I'm fine." He kissed me.

"I'll make us some breakfast." Peeta went into the kitchen. Soon a delicious smell wafted through the house. I walked in and Peeta handed me a muffin. I took a bite. "Man, Peeta, this is great." He smiled. Then I saw his pupils grow huge.

"Peeta?" He stated at me. "MUTT!! YOU KILLED THEM!!" He ran toward me. "Peeta, it's me Katniss." The last thing I remember was a glass bottle smashing me over the head.

I woke up in a hospital bed. Peeta was sitting there watching me. "Katniss, I'm so sorry." I leaned into hug him. "Don't touch me! I don't want to hurt you." "You won't! Peeta, you're strong you can fight it." I kissed him. "I hope you're right," he whispered in my ear.

The doctor came in. "You can take her home today." "Okay, I'll get her ready." The doctor left. "Did they ask questions?" "No, surprisingly. Let's go home."

We rode home in a car. Cars were new to the districts. We finally got inside, but something was wrong. I walked to Buttercup's window. Buttercup was laying there. I pet him, but he didn't move. He wasn't breathing. "PEETA!!"

Peeta came running in. "What is it?" "Buttercup... he's dead." Peeta picked up Buttercup and shook his head. Tears were threatening to fall. Why was I crying over this stupid cat?

Peeta put his arm around me and smiled sadly. "He was the last thing that reminded me of Prim," I said through the tears. "Katniss, I see Prim in you," he said staring into my eyes. I smiled a little bit.

"I think we should bury him with the primroses," Peeta said. "Yeah, Prim would want that." We walked outside, and buried Buttercup. We sat in the grass. "Peeta, can we take a walk?" "You just got out of the hospital! We can't go for a walk!" "Plleeeeaaaasssee, Peeta," I begged. "Oh, fine."

We walked past Peeta's bakery. While we were walking past the spot where my old house used to be, I heard something. I saw a tiny animal. We walked over to it. The scene made me want to laugh and cry. A scruffy kitten with a muddy yellow coat. The cat peered up at us and meowed. Its eyes weren't the color of rotting squash though, they were the same shade of blue as Prim's eyes.

I picked it up. "Peeta can we keep it?" "Sure, it'll keep the mice out." "The kitten is a girl." "What do you want to name it?" "Dandelion." "Okay, Dandelion." Dandelion hissed at me. I laughed.

Later that day I found a note:
Dear Katniss,
Buttercup came to join us today. I miss you so much. I met your friend Rue. She's nice. We taught everyone "The Valley Song". Dad said "hi" and he's very proud of you. Finnick wants you to say "hi" to Annie. He also said,"Eat a sugar cube for me." Peeta's dad is proud. Peeta's mom said sorry. Everyone misses you two. We all can't wait to see you again.
Love your little duck,
Prim.