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

I Held Out My Dad’s Magic Box And Let It O, Sure It Would Smash To The Floor. Instead, The Box Disappeared. “cool,” I Said. “sure You I Can Get It Back?” “no,” Bast Said. “now Come On!

Wow. When He Started Looking Back On The War With Kronos As The Good Old Days--that Was Sad.

I Apologize For Apologizing." "thank You.

[carter Just Asked When I Became A Ram Whisperer. Do Shut Up, Carter]

It Was One Of Those And So They Died/the End Stories, That Made Us Demigods Feels All Warm And Fuzzy Inside.-percy