Now the tattoos," Zia announced. "Brilliant!" I said. "On your tongue," she added. "Excuse me?
Rick RiordanHephaestus glowered up at us. “I didn’t make you, did I?” Uh,” Annabeth said, “no, sir.” Good,” the god grumbled. “Shoddy workmanship.
Rick RiordanWant a cookie,' Ra said. 'What kind?' 'Weasel cookie.' I'm here to tell you, that comment about weasel cookies probably saved the known universe.
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