At first, Birdie thought she must be audibly hallucinating or, you know, *something.* There was *no* way those bells were real. There was *no* way all that jingling was real. There was no way Birdie got all dolled up in this fancy, complicated, lightning makeup and wore these glittery red and black boots (she had less qualms about the similarly designed but less glittery shirt and pants) and oh not to mention this stupid glittery purple lightning necklace that frankly didn't match at all---and all of it to go out in the cold smiling like all was jolly here to the sound of jingle bells. Turns out, Birdie was horrendously mistaken. This was *seriously* how she was spending one day of her precious training time. It was *windy* out here and Birdie was placed in a dang *sleigh* with fancy holiday horses. To say she was appalled, would be an understatement. Then, she saw the 'pretty lights' and 'festive garlands'. Birdie didn't think about the fact she was already being carried into the crowd filled with cats who had her entire fate in the games in her hands before she yelled out. "WHAT is with this festive CRAP?" Birdie let out a sharp laugh, guesturing at the holiday decorations adorning everything in her sight, "I mean, *seriously* I knew y'all were crazy but this has got to be a whole new level. Oh wow, let me be all merry with my gay apparel and wave to everyone in the pretty sparkly lights, let's do that, shall we? I *CANNOT* believe this is what y'all made me take off my FAVORITE sunglasses for." She was really cracking up now. It almost looked concerning. She then guestured at the sky and the snowflakes fluttering down, "Lets see here now. Did the oh so great and mighty capitol create this weather themselves? For this special moment? Awweee, I'm gonna cry," She sarcastically wiped away a non-existent tear, "It totally makes me forget about the fact most of everyone here is about to be brutally murdered in revenge for crimes *they* didn't commit and the survivors are going to be horrendously traumatized for life. But no, no, let me catch some snowflakes." Birdie, as if it'd somehow do her any good to emphasize her point, stuck out her tounge and craned her neck in attempt to catch the snowflakes currently falling. At least, she started to before her eyes landed on the crowd and she recalled that this was, in fact, an important event that she had to *pretend* to like the capitol if she wanted any chance in. She sat back again, clearing her throat. "But, um, of course, that's what I would say if I was stupid, right? I mean," She let out a nervous laugh that gave away that she hadn't been kidding at all, "It's- it's just a joke. This is such a sweet relief from all the pressures of my life. I'm uh- so grateful for all of this." She gave an awkward wave, "Uhh....thank you all for having me- have- have a great day! Yeah!"
Little bit shorter than my usual events I think whoopsies I wrote this last minute
