[Dictated - Open to Katniss or Anne] [Baby!Plot]

[the_effect_she_has]

[The journal falls open, and a faint burn marks show on the edges of the page. There are sounds - sounds like crashing and slamming, and yes. Cursing. A great deal of cursing that suddenly became words.]

Come - back ... down here you damned bird! No, stop! Stop! Not the curtains! Don't set fire to the curtains! Sit! Stay! ARGH!

[Then there is the sound where she turns and yells across the room.] ANNE! Get out here and help me! You have got to help me! This thing is setting fire to everything!

[There was another crash, and Katniss sighs as a few more burn spots appear on the page.]

...I hate this castle...

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[deadlybanker]

That is a small relief.

[As long as the rafters do not burst into flame... ]

Since it is said to be a child you might try playing with it until it becomes so tired it must sleep. Wearing children out is the best way to get some rest yourself.

[the_effect_she_has]

Well, that's what I have to work with.

[She's having the same thought, honestly.]

I ...am not sure I want to play with it. Because I don't want to burn my hands off. [She is more than a little skeptical.]

[deadlybanker]

That is a difficulty. They do have a new invention called an oven and they make gloves that are supposed to keep you from getting burned while handling it, would these work against fire as well?

[the_effect_she_has]

...They have gloves for that?

[deadlybanker]

Oven mitts, I believe they call them that.

[Giovanni shrugs lightly, a simple laugh betraying his lack of real experience with the subject.]

Unless I was accidentally reading something from the fiction section of the library.

[the_effect_she_has]

Oh ... we just use towels. I think Peeta's bakery had those.

[She tilted her head, before pressing her lips together.] ... Do you think I have enough time to run and grab them?

[deadlybanker]

[A small bundle of fur, thankfully sleeping for the moment, was given a look. ]

I suppose I would have to take him with me...

A shame to wake him but I will do what I can. It shouldn't be too difficult to make it to the kitchens and back.

[Maybe.]

Which room will you be in?

[the_effect_she_has]

[She gave him the room number, before sighing softly.] Listen, whoever you are ... I'm grateful. We both are. Anne, ah, might not come off as it though but trust me, she doesn't want me to dunk her with another bucket of water.

[deadlybanker]

Giovanni Auditore.

[Being a gentleman he will try not to laugh at the thought of Anne spluttering and angry in her freshly drenched clothes, something he is not entirely successful at.]

Think nothing of it. We all must do what can be done to help out in these difficult situations.

[the_effect_she_has]

Katniss. Everdeen.

[He should laugh because it was goddamned hilarious, that's what it was.]

Well, I owe you.

[deadlybanker]

[Had he witnessed the prim and proper Anne Boleyn getting her dunking it might have been impossible not to.]

You will owe me if it works, if it doesn't you will be no better off than you are now.

[The adventures in Cerberus wrestling begin as he starts off on his quest for the protective oven mitt! By far one of the stranger adventures he's been on.]

[the_effect_she_has]

[Truthfully, the one reason Katniss hadn't was because she was standing in the room with her, and did not want to be murdered.]

Fair enough. Hopefully, we'll see you soon.

[deadlybanker]

Fino ad allora. I will try to be quick.

[(Until then.)

A few misadventures would have him knocking of her door... not so very quickly after all, but he would be able to offer her and her unfortunate partner each a pair of oven mitts once he finally did arrive.]

[the_effect_she_has]

Whatever is left of us? Will be here.

[Katniss throws open the door, and there's a pile of meat on the floor, Ashura in the corner and yes, a drenched Anne. Katniss herself is dusted with ash and sweat.]

Please tell me you have oven mitts.

[deadlybanker]

[The choas inside the room is given a quick smile before the mitts were held up for her to take... and the small three-headed puppy at his heel was given a disapproving look to prevent it's going in and adding to the mess.]

I hope they will be of some use. You've had quite the time with that one.

[the_effect_she_has]

[Katniss let out a sigh of relief, as she took the mitts from him, and tried not to twitch at the dog.]

Right, here we go.

[She slipped them on, and slowly headed towards the baby phoenix.]