If you're looking for a THG fanfic based on American history to read on this 250th anniversary of the United States, look no further than MTK4FUN's stories. You can travel the Oregon Trail (Wagons West), participate in the California Gold Rush (Argonauts And Allies & Heart Of Gold), learn about the Pony Express (Boundless As The Plains), experience the aftermath of the U.S. Civil War (To Live And Learn) and the building of the continental railroad (Letters From Peeta), and remember the Great Depression (Everything But Money). You can find all of them at this link. Happy Reading!
It’s been a while since I posted any old faves, but I’m slowly going back to some old routines, and this week I have a couple of suggestions for @everlarkficbackfriday
Everything But Money
by @mtk4fun
Katniss Everdeen learns how the other half lives, and finds love in this Everlark historical set in 1936 during The Great Depression.
I loved reading this fic set during the great depression! Peeta is sweet, Katniss is fierce, and Haymitch and Effie are absolutely fabulous!
A Bump On The Head
by @mtk4fun
Contemporary AU - If you couldn't remember your past would you be a different person? A bump on the head changes Katniss' life.
What would you do if you woke up one day and discovered that your life is drab and sad? Would you try to change the things you don’t like or would you just go back to your safe, boring routines? Join Katniss as she discovers a whole new world of possibilities.
Where would we be without @mtk4fun incredible insight into The Hunger Games trilogy and writing? Since my lurking days she has shared amazing stories and meta, given support to others (not just with writing!), she has been a star in her own right within this fandom for so many things. I am grateful to have had the chance to know you and sending you best wishes always.
Decided to start reading 9000 R.P.M. before turning in. 60,000 words later, I've stayed up far too late because this wonderful story hooked me from the start and I couldn't stop until I finished it. Thanks for such an entertaining fic.
Eek! Another late night reader?!?! Thank you, love! I haven’t gotten to read your contribution yet but am looking forward to some rare POV fanfic. I love that you always find something unique to bring to table. ❤️❤️ Thanks again for the love!
One week ago, @andthisisthewonder opened our September challenge with the first part of our crazy story. You can find it here.
The second writer, @mtk4fun was given the first lines of the story (the same as the previous writer) and the last paragraph of what @andthisisthewonder wrote.
@mtk4fun had NO IDEA at all what was written between the lines.
Do you want to find out what she wrote ? It’s under the cut....
It was a mystery that needed to be unraveled. But it would have to wait. She had too much to do. Katniss spent the rest of the day sorting her mother’s belongings into piles. Toss. Donate. Save.
Tired, she surveyed her work. The Toss pile was the largest. It wasn’t a true pile because it included furniture that was spread throughout the house that she had stuck yellow post-its on.
She wanted to dispose of it as quickly as possible. The memories the items evoked were too painful. Especially the old couch that she and Peeta used to make out on.
The Donate pile included cake pans that reminded her of the times Peeta used to bake for her, towels they’d used when she taught him to swim in the lake, and blankets that they’d cuddled under while watching t.v.
The Save pile was the smallest. It contained a few family photos taken long ago when the future was a shiny and wonderful dream, not the nightmare it had turned into.
She’d put the photo with the key on top of the save pile; now she picked it up to look at it. What a strange picture for her mother to keep. She turned it over and studied the key. It was small and gold and didn’t look like it would fit a door lock. And she hadn’t found any locked boxes in the house.
Could the key open a safe deposit box at a bank? Maybe if it did, that would explain what the numbers meant.
Fortunately there was only one bank in town so it would be easy to find out if she was right.
After a good night’s sleep, surprisingly free of nightmares, she drove herself to First National.
She pushed the key across the counter. “Does this belong to one of your safety deposit boxes? I’ve been cleaning out my mother’s personal effects and I came across it.”
The red-headed girl picked it up and turned it over. “It doesn’t look like our current key, but we changed the boxes a couple of years ago and issued new keys to all of our customers. Maybe it’s one of the old ones.
“If you take a seat, you can ask the manager. He’s with a customer now.”
She was reading about car loans when she heard his voice.
“Katniss.”
Oh, no.
She’d hoped to avoid Peeta completely while she was in Panem. Just her luck to run into him at the bank, but maybe it was providential. Peeta might be able to solve her mystery.
“Why are you here?” He rubbed the back of his neck.
Instead of answering his question, she handed him the photo of her mother and his father with the four numbers written on the back of it, along with the key that had been taped next to the numbers.
“Why would my mother have this?”
Peeta took one look at the photo and went pale.
Next writer will be @finnicko-loves-anniec who submitted her part last week too - stay tuned for the next update :)
