Artemis laid the body of Hippolytos at his feet. “Asklepios, I need you to heal Hippolytos. Please! This is beyond even my powers.” “Hmm,” Asklepios said. “What’s wrong with him?” “He’s dead,” Artemis said. “That’s a serious condition. It’s almost always fatal. But I’ll see what I can do.
Somewhere behind them, Nike yelled, “Try harder! That popcorn was not fatal!
I was pretty sure if I tried to sing, all I would cause was an avalanche.
The way Leo figured it, he spent more time crashing than he did flying. If there were a rewards card for frequent crashers, he’d be, like, double platinum level. Leo couldn’t fly. He had a couple of minutes at most before he’d hit the water and go ker-splat. He decided he didn’t like that ending to the Epic Ballad of Leo.
He’d perfected his wolf stare over the last few months–a look that said: However bad you think you are, I’m worse. After strangling sea monsters and running over gorgons in a police car, Percy wasn’t scared of gangs. Pretty much nothing in the mortal world scared him anymore.
The king’s worst fear about the prophecy was coming true – which was kind of stupid, because if he hadn’t been such a butt-brain and locked up his daughter, it never would’ve happened. But that’s the way prophecies work. You try to avoid the trap, and in doing so you end up building the trap yourself and stepping right into it.
I wanted to get up and face Setne, but my rear end had other ideas. It wanted to stay where it was and be in extreme pain. Butts are like that sometimes. They can be, well, butts.
I’m getting a headache. Usually when I get a headache, it’s time to stop talking and attack something.
I didn’t understand the purpose of the seeds, but it was comforting to know that in a dire emergency I could hit people with my ukulele while Meg planted geraniums.
He considered shooting a column of fire at the nearest tour bus and blowing up the gas tank, but he decided that might be a tad dramatic.
Donuts,” Percy said. “Always donuts.
Tell you a story? Or I could just, like, pass out And twitch on the couch THIS.
I hated visiting Hephaestus’s office. His desk toys were so mesmerizing I found myself staring at them for hours, sometimes decades. I missed the entire 1480s that way.
We won’t dwell on your choices. You came back. That is what matters.
Now her likeness gazed back at him from the bulletin board – her almond-shaped eyes, her pouty lips, her long straight hair swept over one shoulder of her sleeveless dress. He could almost smell her cinnamon fragrance. Her knit brow and the downward turn of her mouth seemed to say: Leo Valdez, you are so full of it.
Surviving is all about beating the odds. Also the evens. Those evens can be sneaky, so don’t take your eyes off them !
We Almost Become a Norwegian Tourist Attraction.
I’ve got Piper to take care of. That’s my priority. I’ll leave the rash stuff to other people.
I created hyacinths, so I’m supposed to know how to plant and water them?
I wanted to flirt with with Chiara and steal her from Damien... or perhaps steal Damien away from Chiara, I wasn’t sure yet.