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Katniss has gone to bed. Peeta is bigger than he was...but not by much.

She's just plopped down atop her husband. Her husband is suffocating. Peeta isn't sure if he can tolerate this all night. He'd better not have to.

At least Katniss sleeps in her lingerie. This is a lot like the sex dream he just had...

He's been feeling similar-sized to the mice recently. But hopefully he's still so small that Katniss won't...

She wiggles her back. Peeta squirms. Her eyes bug. Keeping Peeta trapped, she reaches for him, grabs him, rises, and heads downstairs.

Peeta wiggles, and cries for help. Alas, Katniss doesn't know his cries from a real mouse's.

Below, Buttercup tries to scratch her legs. She kicks him to the curb, like a furry soccer ball.

She bursts outside, into her work space. She grabs an awl.

Nearby, a mockingjay lands and watches. He chirps, and signals what he sees happening; the other mockingjays signal back.

Dawn approaches. All around, the mice and mice mutts hear the mockingjays, and creep into places where they can see what happens next.

Peeta bites his wife's hand. Katniss curses, and lets him go. Peeta tries to run. Katniss grabs a cleaver and tries to stop him.

Peeta squeaks as he dodges the cleaver's strike. He tries to shout to Katniss, but she doesn't understand him.

Katniss is gone. At least if Peeta can't divorce her, she'll make herself a widow-a BLACK widow...

Her hair is brown, though... But as long as her heart is dark, it doesn't matter.

All around, the mice and mice mutts watch. The mockingjays provide live commentary.

Katniss distracts Peeta with her cleaver blade, and slaps him with her other hand. Peeta cries.

Katniss ties Peeta to a hockey puck, and sets it down. She takes a mallet, and smacks him with it many times. She screams while doing so. Peeta squeals like a little girl with each pounding.

"Fucking mice," she grumbles. "WHAT THE FUCK DO I HAVE TO DO TO KEEP YOU UNDER MY CONTROL, THAT DOESN'T ENTAIL KEEPING BUTTERCUP AROUND?!"

Buttercup is unconscious, in the house. He barely yowls when Katniss yells this.

Katniss dumps a beaker of mild acid on top of Peeta. He screams and cries from the acid's sting.

Katniss drops him in a jar, seals it shut, puts a gas pistol to a hole in its lid, and pulls the trigger. Peeta is near-suffocated and near-seared by the poison gas that comes out of it. He chokes. He throws himself against the glass wall, begging his wife to relent.

In the forest, armed mouse mutt rebels creep forward, and watch. They're prepared to kill Katniss-as they'd planned to when they first tried to settle here.

Katniss sets a mug of bourbon ablaze. She pinches Peeta's groin, and hangs him upside down over it. The fire's heat is scalding. Again, he shouts and begs his wife to relent.

"My life is painful enough without having your degenerate race to deal with, mouse," Katniss muttered. "This ritual will be a lesson to you and the rest of your infernal kin!"

"Infernal," Peeta squeaks. "You're the one burning me!"

Katniss drops him into a box. She sticks a horn into it, and floods the box with a really loud noise. Peeta screams and covers his ears.

Katniss braces Peeta flat, with her hand. With an electrified hatchet, she raises it to torture Peeta even more.

Peeta's hard cock slips through Katniss's fingers. He ejaculates. The semen sprays Katniss in the eye. She screams, and drops the hatchet.

The hatchet, still electrified, lands in a puddle her foot is in. A sparky explosion stuns the liquid, and weakens Katniss. She falls over, but catches a chair nearby. Weakened and panting in rage, she climbs the chair.

In the forest, some of the mouse mutt rebels lower their arms. Some of them back away.

Peeta tries to sneak away. Katniss grabs him again, pinches his gonads with her humongous fingers, and ties him to a brick. The cords are too tight. Peeta thinks he'll suffocate before his wife kills him.

Above, dawn's almost arrived. In the house, Buttercup starts to come to.

Katniss gets a knife. She's about to make her final stand against this mouse, who dared infest her bed...

The mouse mutt rebels raise their weapons, and aim at Katniss. They wait for her to kill her husband...

The sun hits Peeta. Katniss glares down at him. Peeta looks at her. It's as if she can't even tell he's not a mouse.

"Please, Katniss," Peeta begs. "I'm your husband. Don't do this. You're a good girl. You're the girl I fell in love with! You're the fucking Girl on Fire!"

She has the knife raised. Peeta can't escape.

All around, the mice mutts watch. The mockingjays watch. Buttercup comes to the back door, and watches. Time freezes for Katniss's icy knife-armed hand.

Katniss tries. But it seems her will has her petrified.

"Please," Peeta begs. "I love you."

Katniss closes her eyes. Her hair turns blonde.

Peeta's heart races. He thinks Katlanna's going to attack him again.

Katlanna opens her eyes. She looks down. She sees Peeta. She sees the knife in her hands. She gasps, and cuts Peeta loose. All around, the armed mouse mutt rebels back down.

Peeta gasps for air. Katlanna cradles Peeta in her hands, and cries.

"Peeta," she says softly. "Peeta, I'm so sorry. I don't know how this happened. You know I still love you!"

Peeta looks up into her eyes. "Katniss? Are... Are you back?"

She nods. She sobs, and presses him between her boobs.

Down here, Peeta realizes his wife's boobs are magnificent. He's never wanted to grow back less.

In the forest, the mockingjays sound the all-clear. The Girl on Fire has finally returned to her senses.