We'de have to get in and get out the hard way; and if we made a mistake, there was no telling what sort of curse we'de unleash: monster guardians, plagues, fires, exploding donkeys(don't laugh; they're bad news).

I said hello to the poodle.

It was one of those and so they died/the end stories, that made us demigods feels all warm and fuzzy inside.-Percy

Far, far below, red liquid bubbled. Blood? Lava? Evil ketchup? None of the posibilities were good.

"You are okay?" he asked. "Not eaten by monsters?" "Not even a little bit." I showed him that I still had both arms and both legs, and Tyson clapped happily. "Yay!" he 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.

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 will feast on enemies of Ra until my belly is full!” “Charming,” Sadie whispered.