Everybody was patting Nico on the back, complimenting him on his fighting. Even the Ares kids thought he was pretty cool. Hey, show up with an army of undead warriors to save the day, and suddenly you're everybody's best friend.

Eat bitter, taste sweet

I wrote for 10 years before I even started the 'Percy Jackson' series.

So few people did good in their lives. It was depressing.

Why can't you place a blessing like that on us?" I asked. "It only works on wild animals." "So it would only affect Percy," Annabeth reasoned. "Hey!" I protested.

I'd come to respect the bag.

I Play Dodgeball with Cannibals (Chapter 2)