Well that was sucktastic

Frank had decided that whatever his fate was, he wouldn’t worry about it. He would just do the best he could to help his friends.

I know you'll do what's best for Annabeth." "How can you be sure?" "Because she'd do the same for you.

The weight of the sky dropped onto Atlas's back, almost smashing him flat until he managed to get to his knees, struggling to get out from under the crushing weight of the sky. But it was too late. "Noooooo!" He bellowed so hard it shook the mountain. "Not again!" Atlas was trapped under his old burden.

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

I need to talk to Clarisse," Annabeth said. I stared at her as if she'd just said "I need to eat a large, smelly boot." "What for?

Mr. D," Grover asked timidly, "if you're not going to eat it, could I have your Diet Coke can?