“Never in my life!” Coach bellowed, waving his bat and knocking over a plate of apples. “Against the rules! Irresponsible!” “Coach,” Annabeth said, “it was an accident. We were talking, and we fell asleep.” “Besides,” Percy said, “you’re starting to sound like Terminus.” Hedge narrowed his eyes. “Is that an insult, Jackson? ’Cause I’ll—I’ll terminus you, buddy!”
