I Haven't Devoured A Soul In...what Month

They Would Find This House Of Hades. They'd Take The Doors Of Death. And By The Gods, If Leo Had To Design A Grabber Arm Long Enough To Snatch Percy And Annabeth Out Of Tartarus, Then That's What He Would Do. Nemesis Wanted Him To Wreak Vengeance On Gaea? Leo Would Be Happy To Oblige. He Was Going To Make Gaea Sorry She Had Ever Messed With Leo Valdez. "yeah." He Took One Last Look At The Cityscape Of Rome, Turning Bloodred In The Sunset. "festus, Raise The Sails. We've Got Some Friends To Save.

But... You're Still Getting Married?" Grover Sounded Hurt. "who's The Bride?" Ploypemus Looked Toward The Boiling Pot. Clarisse Made A Strangled Sound. "oh, No! You Can't Be Serious. I'm Not-

And Please God, Grant Me The Wisdom To Remember That I Am Writing For Children, Not Golden Stickers.

Charlie …" Silena’s Eyes Were A Million Miles Away. "see Charlie.

Wonderful, Annabeth Thought. Her Own Mother, The Most Levelheaded Olympian, Was Reduced To A Raving, Vicious Scatterbrain In A Subway Station. And, Of All The Gods Who Might Help Them, The Only Ones Not Affected By The Greek-roman Schism Seemed To Be Aphrodite, Nemesis And Dionysus. Love, Revenge, Wine. Very Helpful.