Who are you and why are you my cat?

You must carry on my spirit. It can no longer be carried by a god. It must be taken up by all of you. - Pan

Piper!” Frank yelled. “Counter those empousai! We need some chaos.” “Thought you’d never ask.” She started catcalling at the female demons: “Your makeup is smeared! Your friend called you ugly! That one is making a face behind your back!

Look, I never wanted to be a half-blood. most of the time it gets you killed in nasty, dangerous ways.

She led the way. Eyeless sockets of the dead seemed to stare at them as they passed. "These are cool," Dan decided. "Maybe I could-" "No, Dan," Amy said. "You can't collect human bones." "Awww.

Annabeth pressed her lips to Percy’s ear. “I love you.” She wasn’t sure he could hear her—but if they died, she wanted those to be her last words.

Mugged by my own mother.