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Yours in demigodishness, and all that. Peace out!

The wind blowing through my ripped clothes was so cold that I felt like a Percysicle.

Percy, Grover said, the gods really don't appreciate people sitting in their thrones. I mean like turn-you-into-a-pile-of-ashes don't appreciate it.

Unless you stop him. Perhaps next we meet. You'll be just as annoying? I guessed. He fixed my with those warm brown eyes. Or perhaps you could bring me up to speed on those modern courtship rituals. I sat there stunned until he gave me a glimpse of a smile-just enough to let me know he was teasing. Then he disappeared. Oh, very funny! I yelled.

You Titans are about as bright as my gym socks.

There! Apollo pointed. Long Island, dead ahead. Let's slow down, dear. 'Dead' is only an expression.

Anubis frowned. He locked his very nice eyes with mine. "You're not dead." "No," I said. "Though we're trying awfully hard.

I believe you, Sadie. Oh really. I'm holding the bloody feather of truth, and you believe me. Well, thanks.

It was an annoying name to have. People tended to spell in Mangus, rhymes with Angus. I always corrected them: No, it's Magnus, rhymes with swagness. At which point they would stare at me blankly.

No, no," Leo said. "Rainbows. Very macho.

Hazel blinked. "Two gods had a horse for a kid?" "Long story.

Some of the best demigods have gotten their start by blowing up toilets.

Ceres wanted a united front in the plant war. The plant war, Percy said. You're going to arm all the little grapes with tiny assault rifles?

Nico leaned over and plucked a grape. Probably that was the guy's entire diet for the day.

hermes has threatened me with slow mail. lousy Internet service and a horrible stock market if i publish this story. I hope he is just bluffing.

The Friday before winter break, my mom packed me an overnight bag and a few deadly weapons and took me to a new boarding school.

Who are you? he asked. I'm a shabti, of course! The figurine rubbed his dented head. He still looked quite lumpish, only now he was a living lump. Master calls me Doughboy, though I find the name insulting. You may call me Supreme-Force-Who-Crushes-His-Enemies!

Oh, don't mind me! Just the queen of the heavens, dying over here!

So what if they were in Tartarus? So what if they stood a slim chance of surviving? He was so glad that they were together, he had the ridiculous urge to smile.

I'll show them 'love is worthless,' Silena Beauregard grumbled as she strapped on her armor. I'll pulverize them!

There will be guards," Bast said. "And traps. And alarms. You can bet the house is heavily charmed to keep out gods." "Magicians can do that?" I asked. I imagined a big can of pesticide labeled God-Away.

Your mom is a rainbow goddess? You got a problem with that? No, no. Rainbows. Very macho.

Do you have a favorite constalation, Percy?' I was still kind of wondering about the little green snakes he'd shoved into his jogging shorts, but i said. 'Uh, I like Hercules.' 'Why?' 'Well... because he had rotten luck. Even worse than mine. It makes me feel better. The jogger chuckled. 'Not because he was strong and famouse and all that?' 'No.

I hate to tell you this," Jason said, "but I think your leopard just ate a goddess.