That’s us,” he said. “Those five nuts right there.” Which one is me?” I asked. The little deformed one,” Zoe suggested. Oh, shut up.
Rick RiordanChiron probably wanted me to say, Heck it wa nothing. I eat hellhounds for breakfast. But I didn't feel like lying.
Rick RiordanYour uncle," Poseidon sighed, "has always had a flair for dramatic exits. I think he would've done well as the god of theater.
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