"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.
Rick RiordanStop smiling!โ she ordered. โI can see you, Carter. Ohโฆand, uh, hullo, Walt.โ The pot monster made squeaky grinding noises as it stood up straight. One clunky arm rose and tried to fix Sadieโs nonexistent hair. Leave it to Sadie to be self-conscious around boys, even when sheโs made out of pots and duct tape.
Rick RiordanCoach Hedge grumbled as he tended their wounds. โHow come I never get invited on these violent trips?
Rick RiordanI would've hit the water hard, but at the last second I changed into a falcon. ~Carter Kane
Rick RiordanWhat was I up to, you may ask? I certainly didn't want to meet Monsieur Evil again or creepy old Lord Salamander.
Rick RiordanI'm calm," Rachel insisted. "Every time I'm around you, some monsters attack us. What's to be nervous about?" "Look," I said. "I'm sorry about the band room. I hope they didn't kick you our or anything." "Nah. They asked me a lot of questions about you. I played dumb." "Was it hard?" Annabeth asked.
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