The MellarksThe Mellarks2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
'Let go, Jake!' screamed 5 year old Primrose Mellark, as her 3 year old brother, was yanking her ponytails. 'It hurts, please stop!!' Peeta came into the room, with flour all over his hands and shirt.
Jake had stopped yanking at his sister's hair and stared at his father.
'My head hurts.' whined Prim. She rubbed it, hoping to get Jake in trouble. 'No my head hurts.' said Jake, now coping his sister.
Peeta just stared at the both of them.
'Hummm...' he thought at loud. 'Well, Primrose, are you OK?' Prim shook her head, NO.
'Jake, did you hurt your sister?'
Jake shook his head also. 'She hurt me.'
'No I didn't, Daddy! Jake hurt me!' exclaimed Prim.
'Ok then, I know!' said Peeta, breaking up the fight. 'Why don't you both help me bake some yummy cakes for dessert.' The siblings both said a happy 'yes' and followed their dad into the kitchen.
The kitchen was huge! If you yelled in it, your voice would echo throughout the whole victor house.
Inside the kitchen was Katniss Mellark, sitting o