.Shark Plushy (Enobaria X F.OC).

-''Oh, how the jays jabber.''-

(Usually the title is something serious or a sentence said by a character if it is in '' marks... But this sentence came to mind, no one said it, and I needed to share it with you all.)

"Twice, twice has my brain gone haywire. This is really not good."

Bera knew that the closer these crises were, the less time she had to recover between them, and the less time her brain had to get back in order, the higher the chance of yet another one hitting her.

She sighed, looking at the scraps on her spearhead.

"But yeah, that's what happened." She said with a shrug of half-indifference.

Potato was like a child caught stealing candy each time Bera looked at her, sure the arrow wound hurt, but it wouldn't kill her, hit her in the back yet, but it was on the big flat bone, scapula. It hurt, the impact probably punching a hole through the bone a bit, but she'd survive. Her face, tho? The healing salve that they had gotten against a deadly rash was helping with that, since it was surface-level.

Beetee was mumbling to himself about some plan and a clock, whatever that might be.

Johanna sat next to her, Peeta was crouching, and Finnick sprawled out like a starfish.

They had basically given her a rundown about what happened to them since the start of the games: Finnick saving Peeta, Mags' sacrifice, the blood rain, the death of a morphling for Peeta, the monkeys, the realization of the clock, which explained Beetee's rambling.

And so Bera told them about her adventure until now: Woof almost being drowned, hitting the force field, tho much much gentler than Peeta, the first brain fry, the deadly glitter mist, Woof's sacrifice, discovering how the sections worked on her own.

"None of us have had it easy, did we?" Finnick asked, even if his injuries were minimal, ones from the fog washed off completely, and the cut to his leg was not that deep. Johanna was not hurt or maybe a bit bruised, but Bera had gone through the wringer, back and forth... Twice... On high volume... Max spee-"We get it?"

"Huh?"

"Nothing, nothing."

With Finnick here, they had food; this man was spearfishing for them with a trident.

Bera was hesitant but too hungry to complain about the fresh fish looking up at her with a 'Why, mother? Why betray me like this?' look in its glass eyes.

Because I am hungry, would have been the answer anyway.

And Beetee had even come up with a plan, see people? Food helps the brain think!.. Oh, how fat Bera would be if that stopped her brain from throwing up middle fingers in her face.

Something about tying wire to a tree and electrocuting the careers. Only Bera and Johanna felt pain at that thought, but they didn't speak, knowing it was no use.

But it was a little scream that broke them all in a frenzy.

"Swap potato!!"... Nah, it was "KATNISS!!!!"

"Protect them, Jozie! Finnick with me!" Bera ordered, vaulting her legs over the fallen trunk she was sitting on and sprinting after her despite her aching joints and heavy limbs. "Potato stop!!"

She was so damned fast!

"Katniss!!" She yelled in annoyance.

"Katniss!" Finnick yelled, Bare took him along because out of them all, the mockingjay needed to survive.