Me Stuff: I play guitar, I watch WAY to much t.v (But I make it up in reading.),

I go to an arts school, and I'm amazingly obsessed with Doctor who, and the percy jackson series. Personal Quote: When all goes wrong, turn up the volume.

Misfits, Nathan: "Were young. Were supposed to drink to much, were supposed to have bad attitudes and shag each others brains out! We were designed to party! We owe it to ourselves to party hard, we owe it to each other! So, a few of us will overdose or go mental. Charles Darwin said you can't make an omelet without cracking a few eggs! and that's what it's all about! Breaking eggs! By eggs I mean getting twatted on a cocktail of class As. If you could see yourselves! Your wearing cardigans! We had it all! We fucked up bigger and better than any generation that came before us. We were so beautiful! We're screw-ups! I plan on staying a screw-up until my late twenties, or maybe even my early thirties...-Nathan, Misfits

Person: Hola!

Spanish person: *speaks fast mad spanish*

Person: DUDE SLOW DOWN! DORA DIDN'T TEACH ME THAT YET!

Girl's status: *is now single*

Boy: Haha what a lose- wait that's my girl friend /:

Man: Where have you been all my life? Woman: Hiding from you. Man: Haven't I seen you someplace before? Woman: Yes, that's why I don't go there anymore. Man: Is this seat empty? Woman: Yes, and this one will be if you sit down. Man: So, what do you do for a living? Woman: I'm a female impersonator. Man: Hey baby, what's your sign? Woman: Do not enter. Man: How do you like your eggs in the morning? Woman: Unfertilized. Man: Your body is like a temple. Woman: Sorry, there are no services today. Man: If I could see you naked, I'd die happy. Woman: If I saw you naked, I'd probably die laughing. Man: If I could rearrange the alphabet I'd put u and i together Woman: Really, I'd put f and u together Man: Did it hurt when you fell from heaven? Woman: Did it hurt when you were dropped on your head repeatedly as a baby? Man: Your name must be Daisy, because I have the incredible urge to plant you right here! Woman: Really? I have the incredible urge to plant my foot up your @. Man: Your place or mine? Woman: Both. You go to yours, and I'll go to mine.

Skins quotes

Tony Stonem, Skins: " My last best mate's Maxxie. He's a bit new, he's a bit cool, he's a bit gay.

Chris, Skins: What? Like Shakespeare and shit?

Tony: You don't know a fucking thing about me, you sanctimonious cunt. But since we're playing the guessing game, let's make a few assumptions. A divorced, lonely, middle-aged lecturer who lives alone and gets his rocks off--Professor: You are really fucking blowing this...Tony: --who gets his fucking rocks off trying to sleep with fucking first years. Other hobbies include intimidation and furtive masturbation. I bet you thought you'd died and gone to heaven when you got here, didn't you? Your own office, and all the students you could eat?

Tony: Animus... It means spirit, courage, passion, wrath. This is mine.Professor: Who the fucking hell do you think you are?Tony: I'm a bad dream, mate. I'm you before you shrivelled and died. And I don't wanna go where you've been. So in answer to your earlier question, you should've given me a place here. I'd have been the best student you'd ever had.

Effy is talking to her art teacher, Madame de Luca, about her GCSE coursework.]Effy: [Referring to her efforts in getting Tony and Michelle, and Sid and Cassie back together] It's finished.Madame de Luca: Oh? Splendid. And what emotion have you depicted?Effy: Anger. Jealousy. Bitterness. Tiredness. Hope. Lust. Love.Madame de Luca: A veritable feast. So, where is it?Effy: It's everywhere.Madame de Luca: My dear girl, I'm not sure I understand.Effy: It's conceptual. You just can't see it.Madame de Luca: You're saying you haven't done it.Effy: No. I'm saying you can't see it.Madame de Luca: Well, I'm not quite sure that's going to work for the Anglo–Welsh GCSE board now, is it?Effy: No. I guess they'll just have to expel me. [grins mischievously] Goodbye, Madame de Luca.

Percy Jackson Quotes

"In a way, it's nice to know that there are Greek gods out there, because you have somebody to blame when things go wrong. For instance, when you're walking away from a bus that's just been attacked by monster hags and blown up by lightning, and it's raining on top of everything else, most people might think that's just really bad luck; when you're a half-blood, you understand that some divine force is really trying to mess up your day." Percy Jackson, The Lightening Thief

I stared at Annabeth, figuring she'd crack up at this practical joke they were playing on me, but she looked deadly serious. "I'm not saying hello to a pink poodle," I said. "Forget it." "Percy," Annabeth said. "I said hello to the poodle. You say hello to the poodle." The poodle growled. I said hello to the poodle. The Lightening Thief.

"I don't know. Just a feeling. Annabeth, come with me—" "Are you kidding?" She looked at me as if I'd just dropped from the moon. Her cheeks were bright red. "What's the problem now?" I demanded. "Me, go with you to the... the 'Thrill Ride of Love'? How embarrassing is that? What if somebody saw me?" The Lightning Thief

[Annabeth] put her head against the backpack Ares had given us, and closed her eyes. "I don't know what my mom will do. I just know I'll fight next to you." "Why?" "Because you're my friend, Seaweed Brain. Any more stupid questions?" The Lightning Thief

[Charon] looked us over. "How did you die, then?" I nudged Grover. "Oh," he said. "Um... drowned... in the bathtub." "All three of you?" Charon asked. We nodded. "Big bathtub." Charon looked mildly impressed. The Lightning Thief

"Percy..." Grover said. "That was so incredibly..." "Terrifying," Annabeth said. "Cool!" Grover corrected. The Lightening Thief

"Besides, my mom had made me promise not to use deadly weapons in the apartment after I'd swung a javelin the wrong way and taken out her china cabinet." Percy Jackson, The Sea of Monsters

"Mythologically speaking, if there's anything I hate worse then trios of old ladies, it's bulls." Percy Jackson, The Sea of Monsters

“This was so completely unfair, I told Tantalus to go chase a doughnut, which didn’t help his mood.” Percy Jackson, The Sea of Monsters

“Well, actually, [the flying ram] carried Cadmus. Europa fell off and died along the way, but that’s not important.” “It was probably important to her.” Annabeth Chase and Percy Jackson, The Sea of Monsters

“Percy,” Annabeth said, “that was so—” “Generous?” Grover offered. “Insane,” Annabeth corrected. The Sea of Monsters

“Ah, we saw [Luke] all right,” I said. “But—” “You weren’t able to talk sense into him?” “Well, we kind of tried to kill each other in a duel to the death. ” “I see. You tried the diplomatic approach.” Percy Jackson and Hermes, The Sea of Monsters

“Families are messy. Immortal families are eternally messy. Sometimes the best we can do is remind each other that we’re related, for better or worse… and try to keep the maiming and killing to a minimum.” Hermes, The Sea of Monsters

"My mom seemed to relax a little. She thinks Annabeth is the most levelheaded demigod ever to hit eighth grade. She's sure Annabeth often keeps me from getting killed. She's right, but that doesn't mean I have to like it." Percy Jackson, The Titan's Curse

“Dance, you guys!” Thalia ordered. “You look stupid just standing there.” I looked nervously at Annabeth, then at the groups of girls who were roaming the gym. “Well?” Annabeth said. “Um, who should I ask?” She punched me in the gut. “Me, Seaweed Brain.” “Oh. Oh, right.” The Titan’s Curse

"Wow," Thalia muttered. "Apollo is hot." "He's the sun god," I said. "That's not what I meant." The Titan's Curse

“Sure, sis.” Then [Apollo] raised his hands in a stop everything gesture. “I feel a haiku coming on.” The Hunters all groaned. Apparently they’d met Apollo before. He cleared his throat and held up one hand dramatically. “Green grass breaks through snow Artemis pleads for my help I am so cool.” He grinned at us, waiting for applause. “That last line was only four syllables,” Artemis said. Apollo frowned. “Was it?” “Yes. What about I am so big-headed?” “No, no, that’s six syllables. Hmm." He started muttering to himself. Zoë Nightshade turned to us. "Lord Apollo has been going through this haiku phase ever since he visited Japan. 'Tis not as bad as the time he visited Limerick. If I'd had to hear one more poem that started with, There once was a goddess from Sparta—" “I’ve got it!” Apollo announced. “I am so awesome. That’s five syllables!” He bowed, looking very pleased with himself. The Titan’s Curse

“It seemed weird calling a teenager ‘sir’, but I’d learned to be careful with immortals. They tended to get offended easily. Then they blew stuff up.” Percy Jackson on Apollo, The Titan’s Curse

“Hey, I’m the god of prophesy. I know stuff.” Apollo, The Titan’s Curse

“And, whoa!” [Nico] looked at Mr. D. “You’re the wine dude? No way!” Mr. D turned his eyes away from me and gave Nico a look of loathing. “The wine dude?” “Dionysus, right? Oh, wow! I’ve got your figurine.” “My figurine.” “In my game, Mythomagic. And a holofoil card, too! And even though you’ve only got like five hundred attack points and everybody thinks you’re the lamest god card, I totally think your powers are sweet!” “Ah.” Mr. D truly seemed perplexed, which probably saved my life. “Well, that’s… gratifying.” The Titan’s Curse

God alert, Blackjack yelled. It’s the wine dude! Mr. D sighed in exasperation. “The next person, or horse, who calls me the ‘wine dude’ will end up in a bottle of Merlot!” The Titan’s Curse

[The homeless guy] cleared his throat and held up his hands dramatically: “Dreams like a podcast, Downloading truth in my ears. They tell me cool stuff.” “Apollo?” I guessed, because I figured nobody else could make a haiku that bad. He put his finger to his lips. “I’m incognito. Call me Fred.” “A god named Fred?” “Eh, well…” The Titan’s Curse

Grover was sniffing the wind, looking nervous. He fished out his acorns and threw them into the sand, then played his pipes. They rearranged themselves in a pattern that made no sense to me, but Grover looked concerned. “That’s us,” he said. “Those five nuts right there.” “Which one is me?” I asked. “The little deformed one,” Zoë suggested. “Oh, shut up.” The Titan’s Curse

Aphrodite waved her hand irritably. “No, no. I leave the details to you. But it’s been ages since we’ve had a good tragic love story.” “Whoa, first of all, I never said anything about love. And second, what’s up with tragic?” “Love conquers all,” Aphrodite promised. “Look at Helen and Paris. Did they let anything come between them?” “Didn’t they start the Trojan War and get thousands of people killed?” “Pfft. That’s not the point.” Percy Jackson and Aphrodite on finding Annabeth Chase, The Titan’s Curse

“Let us find the [Hoover D]am snack bar,” Zoë said. “We should eat while we can.” Grover cracked a smile. “The dam snack bar?” Zoë blinked. “Yes. What is funny?” “Nothing,” Grover said, trying to keep a straight face. “I could use some dam french fries.” Even Thalia smiled at that. “And I need to use the dam restroom.” Maybe it was just the fact that we were so tired and strung out emotionally, but I started cracking up, and Thalia and Grover joined in, while Zoë just looked at us. “I do not understand.” “I want to use the dam water fountain,” Grover said. “And…” Thalia tried to catch her breath. “I want to buy a dam T-shirt.” The Titan’s Curse

“Now, as far as I knew, [Luke] was still sailing around on his demon-infested cruise ship while his chopped-up Lord Kronos re-formed, bit by bit, in a gold sarcophagus, biding his time until he had enough power to challenge the Olympian gods. In demigod-speak, we call this a ‘problem’.” Percy Jackson, The Battle of the Labyrinth

“Yay!” [Tyson] said. “Now we can eat peanut butter sandwiches and ride fish ponies! We can fight monsters and see Annabeth and make things go BOOM!” I hoped he didn’t mean all at the same time, but I told him absolutely, we’d have a lot of fun this summer. The Battle of the Labyrinth

“Chiron insisted we talk about it in the morning, which was kind of like Hey, your life’s in mortal danger. Sleep tight!” Percy Jackson, The Battle of the Labyrinth

“Very powerful,” Tyson said. “Wonderful! As tall as the sky. So strong they could break mountains!” “Cool,” I said. “Unless you’re a mountain.” The Battle of the Labyrinth

Cherry-colored cows roamed around, grazing on clumps of grass. “Red cattle,” Annabeth said. “The cattle of the sun.” “What?” I asked. “They’re sacred to Apollo.” “Holy cows?” “Exactly.” The Battle of the Labyrinth

“New lesson, class. Most monsters will vaporize when sliced with a celestial bronze sword. This change is perfectly normal, and will happen to you right now if you don’t BACK OFF!” Percy Jackson to a class of young telkhines, The Battle of the Labyrinth

“But you’ll be killed!” “I’ll be fine. Besides, we’ve got no choice.” Annabeth glared at me like she was going to punch me. And then s

did something that surprised me even more. She kissed me. “Be careful, Seaweed Brain.” She put on her hat and vanished. I probably would’ve sat there for the rest of the day, staring at the lava and trying to remember what my name was, but the sea demons jarred me back to reality. The Battle of the Labyrinth

“You deal with mythological stuff for a few years, you learn that paradises are usually places where you get killed.” Percy Jackson, The Battle of the Labyrinth

“Hey, I’m usually about to die. Don’t worry about it.” Percy Jackson, The Battle of the Labyrinth

“Jumping out a window five hundred feet aboveground is not usually my idea of fun. Especially when I’m wearing bronze wings and flapping my arms like a duck.” Percy Jackson, The Battle of the Labyrinth

“That sucked,” [Nico] said, which I thought summed things up pretty well. Percy Jackson and Nico di Angelo on seeing Kronos rise again,The Battle of the Labyrinth

“You hit the lord of the Titans in the eye with a blue plastic hairbrush.” Percy Jackson to Rachel Elizabeth Dare, The Battle of the Labyrinth

“Demigod dreams suck. The thing is, they’re never just dreams. They’ve got to be visions, omens, and all that other mystical stuff that makes my brain hurt.” Percy Jackson, The Last Olympian

“It’s him,” I said. “Typhon.” I was seriously hoping Chiron would say something good, like No, that’s our huge friend Leroy! He’s going to help us! But no such luck. The Last Olympian

“A half-blood of the eldest dogs…” “Er, Percy?” Annabeth interrupted. “That’s gods. Not dogs.” The Last Olympian

“Either way, I doubted we could stop the prophecy. A blade was supposed to reap my soul. As a general rule, I preferred not to have my soul reaped.” Percy Jackson, The Last Olympian

“Like Theseus,” Paul suggested. “He was supposed to raise white sails when he came home to Athens.” “Except he forgot,” Nico muttered. “And his father jumped off the palace roof in despair. But other then that, it was a great idea.” The Last Olympian

“Please, man,” I said. “It would mean a lot. For old times’ sake?” [Grover] whimpered. “As I recall, in the old times we almost died a lot.” The Last Olympian

“With great power… comes a great need to take a nap. Wake me up later.” Nico di Angelo, The Last Olympian

[Annabeth] pressed the tip of Seward’s boot, and the statue stood up, its quill and paper ready. “What’s he going to do?” I muttered. “Take a memo?” “Shh,” Annabeth [said.] “Hello, William.” “Bill,” I suggested. “Bill… Oh, shut up.” The Last Olympian

Prometheus [said] “Understand, Percy. You are refighting the Trojan War here…. A great siege. Two armies. The only difference is, this time you are defending. You are Troy. And you know what happened to the Trojans, don’t you?” “So you’re going to cram a wooden horse into the elevator at the Empire State Building?” I asked. “Good luck.” The Last Olympian

Enemy giants moved toward the breach, and Tyson picked up the fallen warrior’s club. He yelled something to his fellow blacksmiths—probably “For Poseidon!”—but with his mouth full of peanut butter it sounded like “PUH PTEH BUN!” His brethren all grabbed hammers and chisels, yelled, “PEANUT BUTTER!” and charged behind Tyson into battle. The Last Olympian

“Another thing I learned: it’s one thing to climb a rope in gym class. It’s a completely different thing to climb a rope attached to a moving pig’s wing while you’re flying at a hundred miles per hour.” Percy Jackson, The Last Olympian

“Well… sure good to be together again. Arguing. Almost dying. Abject terror. Oh, look. It’s our floor.” Grover Underwood to Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase, The Last Olympian

“[Tyson’s] doing much better then I expected. Though ‘peanut butter’ is a strange battle cry.” Poseidon, The Last Olympian

“Son of Hades.” Kronos spit on the ground. “Do you love death so much you wish to experience it?” “Your death,” Nico said, “would be great for me.” The Last Olympian

While Zeus was talking—some long speech about the bravery of the gods, etc.—Annabeth walked in a stood next to me. She looked good for someone who’d recently passed out. “Miss much?” she whispered. “Nobody’s planning to kill us, so far,” I whispered back. “First time today.” I cracked up. The Last Olympian

Apollo studied Rachel with concern. “Either the spirit takes hold, or it doesn’t.” “And if it doesn’t?” Annabeth asked. “Five syllables,” Apollo said, counting them on his fingers. “That would be real bad.” The Last Olympian

"Hey." Anabeth slid next to me on the bench. "Happy birthday." She was holding a huge misshapen cupcake with blue icing. I stared at her. "What?" "It's August 18," she said. "Your birthday, right?" I was stunned. It hadn't even occurred to me, but she was right. I had turned sixteen this morning - the same morning I'd made the choice to give Luke the knife. The prophecy had come true right on schedule, and I hadn't even thought about the fact that it was my birthday. "Make a wish," she said. "Did you bake this yourself?" I asked. "Tyson helped." "That explains why it looks like a chocolate brick. " I said. "With extra blue cement." Annabeth laughed. I thought for a second, the blew out the candle. We cut it in half and shared, eating with our fingers. Annabeth sat next to me, and we watched the ocean. Crickets and monsters were making noises in the woods, but otherwise it was quiet. "You saved the world," she said "We saved the world." "And Rachel is the new Oracle, which means she won't be dating anybody." "You don't sound disappointed," I noticed. Annabeth shrugged. "Oh, I don't care." "Uh-uh." She raised an eyebrow. "You got something to say to me, Seaweed Brain?" "You'd probably kick my butt." "You know I'd kick your butt." She brushed the cake off her hands. "When I was at the river Styx, turning invulnerable...Nico said I had to concentrate on one thing that kept me anchored to the world, that made me want to saty mortal." Annabeth kept her eyes on the horizon. "Yeah? "The up on Olympus," I said, "when they wanted to make me a god and stuff, I kept thinking-" "Oh, you so wanted to." "Well, maybe a little. But I didn't, because I thought - I didn't want things to stay the same for eternity, because things could always get better. and I was thinking..." My throat felt really dry. "Anyone in particular?" Annabeth asked, her voice soft. I looked over and saw that she was trying not to smile. "You're laughing at me," I complained. "I am not!" "You are so not making this easy." "Then she laughed for real, and she put her hands round my neck. "I am never, ever going to make things easy for you, Seaweed Brain. Get used to it." When she kissed me, I had the feeling my brain was melting right through my body. I could've stayed that way forever, except a voice behind us growled, "Well, it's about time!" Suddenly the pavilion was filled with torchlight and campers. Clarisse led the way as the eavesdroppers charged and hoisted us both onto their shoulders. "Oh, come on!" I complained. "Is there no privacy? "The lovebirds need to cool off!" Clarisse said with glee. "The canoe lake!" Connir Stoll shouted. With a huge cheer, they carried us down the hill, but they kept us close enough to hold hands. Annabeth was laughing, and I couldn't help laughing too, even though my face was completely red. We held hands right up to the moment they dumped us into the water. Afterward, I had the last laugh. I made an air bubble at the bottom of the lake. Our friends kept waiting for us to come up, but hey - when you're the son of Poseidon, you don't have to hurry. An it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time. Percy Jackson, The Last Olympian

“[Annabeth] took off down Half-Blood Hill and I sprinted after her. For once, I didn’t look back.” Final Words, The Last Olympian

The Heroes of Olympus

“I’m Dylan. I’m so cool, I want to date myself, but I can’t figure out how! You want to date me instead? You’re so lucky!” Leo Valdez, The Lost Hero

“By a god,” Jason interrupted. “That’s the symbol of Vulcan, isn’t it?” All eyes turned to him. “Jason,” Annabeth said carefully, “how did you know that?” “I’m not sure.” “Vulcan?” Leo demanded. “I don’t even LIKE Star Trek. What are you talking about?” The Lost Hero

Leo didn’t stick around after Piper turned beautiful. Sure, it was amazing and all—She’s got makeup! It’s a miracle!—but Leo had problems to deal with. The Lost Hero

“Zeus looked like a really buff, really angry hippie.” Jason Grace on the statue of Zeus in Cabin 1, The Lost Hero

“You named him Festus? You know that in Latin, ‘festus’ means ‘happy’? You want us to ride off to save the world on Happy the Dragon?” Jason Grace to Leo Valdez, The Lost Hero

“I don’t know if she’s completely unkillable, but she cannot be defeated by toilet seats. I can vouch for that. She wanted me to betray you guys, and I was like, ‘Pfft, right, I’m gonna listen to a face in the potty sludge.’” Leo Valdez, The Lost Hero

Leo closed his hand, and the fire went out. “Didn’t want to look like a freak.” “I have lightening and wind powers,” Jason reminded him. “Piper can turn beautiful and charm people into giving her BMWs. You’re no more a freak than we are. And, hey, maybe you can fly, too. Like jump off a building and yell, ‘Flame on!’” Leo snorted. “If I did that, you would see a flaming kid falling to his death, and I would be yelling something a little stronger than ‘Flame on!’” The Lost Hero

“I don’t know,” [Jason] said at last. “I guess the other four will show up when the time is right. Who knows? Maybe they’re on some other quest right now.” Leo grunted. “I bet their sewer is nicer then ours.” The Lost Hero

“Hermes is sitting around bored out of his mind because [Olympus is closed and] he can’t deliver the mail.” Hephaestus, The Lost Hero

Jason took a deep breath. “Leo, I’m sorry about that stuff I said in Chicago. That wasn’t me. You’re not annoying, and you do take stuff seriously—especially your work. I wish I could do half the things you can do.” Leo lowered his screwdriver. He looked at the ceiling and shook his head like, What am I gonna do with this guy? “I try very hard to be annoying,” Leo said. “Don’t insult my ability to annoy. And how am I supposed to resent you if you go apologizing?” The Lost Hero

“Sure, you’re all—bam! Lightening man. And ‘Watch me fly. I am the eagle that soars—’” “Shut up, Valdez.” Leo managed a little smile. “Yeah, see. I do annoy you.” “I apologize for apologizing.” Leo Valdez and Jason Grace, The Lost Hero

“Staplers—excellent source of iron.” Gleeson Hedge, The Lost Hero

“Beauty is about finding the right fit, the most natural fit. To be perfect, you have to feel perfect about yourself—avoid trying to be something you’re not.” Aphrodite, The Lost Hero

“First things first. Survive today. Figure out crayon drawing of destiny later.” Leo Valdez, The Lost Hero

Leo reached into his tool belt, but he was so shaken up, all he produced was a tin of breath mints. He shoved them back in, hoping nobody had noticed, and drew a hammer instead. The Lost Hero

Which meant [Jason’s] only assets were one whiny imprisoned goddess, one sort-of girlfriend with a dagger, and Leo, who apparently thought he could defeat the armies of darkness with breath mints. The Lost Hero

“The thing about plummeting downhill at fifty miles an hour on a snack platter—if you realize it’s a bad idea when you’re halfway down, it’s too late.” Percy Jackson, The Son of Neptune

“Almost where?” June chuckled. “All roads lead there, child. You should know that.” “Detention?” Percy asked. “Rome, child,” the old woman said. “Rome.” The Son of Neptune

“If [June] was a goddess, she must’ve been the goddess of smelly, heavy, useless hippies.” Percy Jackson, The Son of Neptune

“They won’t attack,” Reyna said, “unless you try to steal something, or unless I tell them to. That’s Argentum and Aurum.” “Silver and Gold,” Percy said. The Latin meanings popped into his head like Hazel said they would. He almost asked which dog was which. Then he realized that was a stupid question. The Son of Neptune

[Percy] was reluctant to share his one clear memory: Annabeth’s face, her blond hair and gray eyes, the way she laughed, threw her arms around him, and gave him a kiss whenever he did something stupid. She must have kissed me a lot, Percy thought. The Son of Neptune

“Oh, Hazel is awesome. She’s so nice! All the other campers are like ‘Go away, Don.’ But she’s like, ‘Please go away, Don.’ I love her!” Don the Faun on Hazel Levesque, The Son of Neptune

Part of [the other team’s] problem was Percy. He fought like a demon, whirling through the defenders’ ranks in a completely unorthodox style, rolling under their feet, slashing with his sword instead of stabbing like a Roman would, whacking campers with the flat of his blade, and generally causing mass panic. The Son of Neptune

Mars pulled a scroll from his utility belt. “Anyone got a pen?” The legionnaires started at him. Mars sighed. “Two hundred Romans, and no one’s got a pen? Never mind!” He slung his M16 onto his back and pulled out a hand grenade. There were many screaming Romans. Then the grenade morphed into a ballpoint pen, and Mars began to write. Frank looked at Percy with wide eyes. He mouthed: Can your sword do grenade form? Percy mouthed back, No. Shut up. “There!” Mars finished writing and threw the scroll at Octavian. “A prophecy. You can add it to your books, engrave it on your floor, whatever.” Octavian read the scroll. “This says, ‘Go to Alaska. Find Thanatos and free him. Come back by sundown on June twenty-fourth or die.’” “Yes,” Mars said. “Is that not clear?” “Well, my lord… usually prophecies are unclear. They’re wrapped in riddles. They rhyme, and…” Mars casually popped another grenade off his belt. “Yes?” “The prophecy is clear!” Octavian announced. “A quest!” The Son of Neptune

Percy and Frank stumbled backward. “Um… is that thing tame?” Frank said. The horse whinnied angrily. “I don’t think so,” Percy guessed. “He just said, ‘I will trample you to death, silly Chinese Canadian baby man.’” “You speak horse?” Hazel asked. “‘Baby man’?” Frank spluttered. “Speaking to horses is a Poseidon thing,” Percy said. “Uh, I mean a Neptune thing.” "Then you and Arion should get along fine,” Hazel said. “He’s a son of Neptune too.” Percy turned pale. “Excuse me?” The Son of Neptune

“I’m practically home,” [Frank] said. “My grandmother’s house is right over there.” Hazel squinted. “How far?” “Just over the river and through the woods.” Percy raised an eyebrow. “Seriously? To grandmother’s house we go?” Frank cleared his throat. “Yeah, anyway.” The Son of Neptune

Juno had stolen [Percy’s] memory and sent him to Camp Jupiter for a reason. He understood that now. He still wanted to punch her in her godly face, but at least he got her reasoning. The Son of Neptune

They all ordered massive plates of eggs, pancakes, and reindeer sausage, though Frank looked a little worried about the reindeer. “You think it’s okay that we’re eating Rudolph?” “Dude,” Percy said, “I could eat Prancer and Blitzen, too. I’m hungry.” The Son of Neptune

Between bites of blueberry pancake, Hazel drew a squiggly curve and an X on her napkin. “So this is what I’m thinking. We’re here.” She tapped X. “Anchorage.” “It looks like a seagull’s face,” Percy said. “And we’re the eye.” Hazel glared at him. “It’s a map, Percy.” The Son of Neptune

Hazel drew a dotted line between the two X’s. “You just cut off the seagull’s head,” Percy noted. Hazel sighed. “It’s the train line.” The Son of Neptune

“Here’s a tip, Alcyoneus. Next time you choose the biggest state for your home, don’t set up base in the part that’s only ten miles wide. Welcome to Canada, idiot.” Frank Zhang, The Son of Neptune

“Hazel, I am seriously going to wash your horse’s mouth with soap.” Percy Jackson, The Son of Neptune

“That was the downside of dating the smartest girl at camp: You learn stuff.” Percy Jackson on Annabeth Chase, The Son of Neptune

[Julia] offered Hazel a gold pirate hat. “I’m gonna be Percy Jackson when I grow up,” she told Hazel solemnly. Hazel smiled and ruffled her hair. “That’s a good thing to be, Julia.” “Although,” Frank said, picking out a hat shaped like a polar bear’s head, “Frank Zhang would be good, too.” “Frank!” Hazel said. The Son of Neptune

“Hey!” said the guy in the video. “Greetings from your friends at Camp Half-Blood, et cetera. This is Leo. I’m the…” He looked off screen and yelled: “What’s my title? Am I like admiral, or captain, or—” A girl’s voice yelled back, “Repair boy.” “Very funny, Piper,” Leo grumbled. He turned back to the parchment screen. “So yeah, I’m… ah… supreme commander of the Argo II. Yeah, I like that! Anyway, we’re gonna be sailing toward you in about, I dunno, an hour in this big mother warship. We’d appreciate it if you’d not, like, blow us out of the sky or anything. So okay! If you could tell the Romans that. See you soon. Yours in demigodishness, and all that. Peace out.” The Son of Neptune