We Were Just Looking At Maps.

Don't Underestimate Camp Half-blood.

There Was Tyson Moving Into The Poseidon Cabin, Giggling To Himself Every Fifteen Seconds And Saying, "percy Is My Brother?" Like He'd Just Won The Lottery. Aw, Tyson," I'd Say. "it's Not That Simple.

I Try Very Hard To Be Annoying. Don’t Insult My Ability To Annoy.

What-what Do You Want?" Annabeth Asked, Trying To Maintain A Tone Of Confidence. The Voice Cackled Maliciously. 'to Curse You, Of Course! To Destroy You Thousand Times In The Name Of Mother Night!' "only A Thousand Times?" Percy Murmured. "oh, Good...i Thought We Were In Trouble.

She Had To Face The Fact That She Couldn't Protect Everyone She Loved. She Couldn't Solve Every Problem.