So, Yeah. Our Cat Was A Goddess.

Akmon Squealed With Delight. “i Knew You Were As Smart As Hercules! I Will Call You Black Bottom, The Sequel!

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.

Piper Went A Little Crazy. She Cried Out With Relief And Dove Straight Into The Water. What Was She Thinking? She Didn't Take A Rope Or A Life Vest Or Anything. But At The Moment, She Was Just So Happy That She Paddled Over To Leo And Kissed Him On The Cheek, Which Kind Of Surprised Him. "miss Me?" Leo Laughed. Piper Was Suddenly Furious. "where Were You? How Are You Guys Alive?" "long Story," He Said. A Picnic Basket Bobbed To The Surface Next To Him. "want A Brownie?

Do Not Despair. Heroes Rarely Live Up To To Our Expectations

Jumping Out A Window Five Hundred Feet Above Ground Is Not Usually My Idea Of Fun. Especially When I'm Wearing Bronze Wings And Flapping My Arms Like A Duck.