Now, come over here so I can pat you down." "But you don't have-" Percy stopped. "Uh, sure." He stood next to the armless statue. Terminus conducted a rigorous mental pat down. "You seem to be clean," Terminus decided. "Do you have anything to declare?" "Yes," Percy said. "I declare that this is stupid.
Rick RiordanJust his luck he was related to this grubby old dude. He hoped all sons of Neptune didn't share the same fate. First, you start carrying a man satchel. Next thing you know, you're running around in a bathrobe and pink bunny slippers, chasing chickens with a weed whacker.
Rick RiordanI picked up Pandora's jar. The spirit of Hope fluttered inside, trying to warm the cold container. "Hestia," I said, "I give this to you as an offering." The goddess tilted her head. "I am the least of the gods. Why would you trust me with this?" "You're the last Olympian," I said. "And the most important." "And why is that, Percy Jackson?" "Because Hope survives best at the hearth," I said. "Guard it for me, and I won't be tempted to give up again."
Rick RiordanWeโre staying together,โ he promised. โYouโre not getting away from me. Never again.โ Only then did she understand what would happen. A one-way trip. A very hard fall. โAs long as weโre together,โ she said. She heard Nico and Hazel still screaming for help. She saw sunlight far, far above- maybe the last sunlight she would ever see. Then Percy let go of his ledge, and together, holding hands, he and Annabeth fell into the endless darkness.
Rick RiordanPercy looked at Coach Hedge and Frank. โA trap?โ โProbably,โ Frank said. โSheโs not mortal,โ Hedge said, sniffing the air. โProbably some kind of goat-eating, demigod-destroying fiend from Tartarus.โ โNo doubt,โ Percy agreed. โAwesome.โ Hedge grinned. โLetโs go.
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