She led him past the engine room, which looked like a very dangerous, mechanized jungle gym, with pipes and pistons and tubes jutting from a central bronze sphere. Cables resembling giant metal noodles snaked across the floor and ran up the walls. โHow does that thing even work?โ Percy asked. โNo idea,โ Annabeth said. โAnd Iโm the only one besides Leo who can operate it.โ โThatโs reassuring.โ โIt should be fine. Itโs only threatened to blow up once.โ โYouโre kidding, I hope.โ She smiled. โCome on.
Rick RiordanWaitress!" Hedge called. "Six double espressos, and whatever these guys want. Put it on the girl's tab.
Rick RiordanFrank tugged again with no luck. Even Hazel was trying not to laugh. Frank grimaced with concentration. Suddenly, he disappeared. On the deck where heโd been standing, a green iguana crouched next to an empty set of Chinese handcuffs. โWell done, Frank Zhang,โ Leo said dryly, doing his impression of Chiron the centaur. โThat is exactly how people beat Chinese handcuffs. They turn into iguanas.
Rick RiordanDancing?' Annabeth asked. Thalia nodded. She cocked her ear to the music and made a face. 'Ugh. Who chose Jesse McCartney?' Grover looked hurt. 'I did.
Rick RiordanHe was rewarded with a silver-and-red can of soda. He brandished it at the dolphin warriors as if spraying them with bug repellant. "Behold!" Percy shouted. "The god's chosen beverage. Tremble before the horror of Diet Coke!" The dolphin-men began to panic. They were on the edge of retreat. Percy could feel it.
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