The House Is In The House" Chapter

I Tried To Talk To Annabeth, But She Was Acting Like I'd Just Punched Her Grandmother.

Percy Imagined What That Would Be Like: Getting An Apartment In This Tiny Replica Of Rome, Protected By The Legion And Terminus The Ocd Border God. He Imagined Holding Hands With Annabeth At A Cafe. Maybe When They Were Older, Watching Their Own Kid Chase Seagulls Across The Forum.

Hello, Hazel Levesque.

No Matter How Many Times Percy Killed Them And Watched Them Crumble To Powder, They Just Kept Re-forming Like Large Evil Dust Bunnies.

Nico, I've Seen A Lot Of Brave Things. But What You Just Did? That Was Maybe The Bravest.