All I heard was the blood rushing through my ears, and the distant rumble and crackle of the Lake of Fire. (And Khufu scratching himself and grunting, but that was nothing new.)

everybody-even monsters-needed a little attention once in a while.

It was one of those and so they died/the end stories, that made us demigods feels all warm and fuzzy inside.-Percy

Hope survives best at the hearth.

Frank didn’t drop you on purpose,” she said. “He’s not like that. He’s just a little clumsy sometimes.” “Oops,” Leo said, in his best Frank Zhang voice. “Dropped Leo into a squad of enemy soldiers. Dang it!

Behold!" Percy shouted. "The god's chosen beverage. Tremble before the horror of Diet Coke!

Keep it simple (Frank Zhang)