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Quintus produced a big scroll and started reading off names. Beckendorf would be with Silena Beauregard, which Beckendorf looked pretty happy about. The Stoll brothers, Travis and Connor, would be together. No surprise. They did everything together. Clarisse was with Lee Fletcher from the Apollo cabin—melee and ranged combat combined, they would be a tough combo to beat. Quintus kept rattling off the names until he said, “Percy Jackson with Annabeth Chase.”
Juniper sniffled. She wiped her silky sleeve under her eyes. “It’s Grover. He seems so distraught. All year he’s been out looking for Pan. And every time he comes back, it’s worse. I thought maybe, at first, he was seeing another tree.” “No,” Annabeth said, as Juniper started crying. “I’m sure that’s not it.” “He had a crush on a blueberry bush once,” Juniper said miserably.
“Wait a second,” I said. “If we’re worried about an attack, why not just blow up the entrance? Seal the tunnel?” “Great idea!” Grover said. “I’ll get the dynamite!”
NICO BUYS HAPPY MEALS FOR THE DEAD
“What is it, demon?” Luke’s voice was cold. “I told you not to disturb me.” Kelli pouted. “That’s not very nice. You look tense. How about a nice shoulder massage?” Luke stepped back. “If you have something to report, say it. Otherwise leave!” “I don’t know why you’re so huffy these days. You used to be fun to hang around.” “That was before I saw what you did to that boy in Seattle.” “Oh, he meant nothing to me,” Kelli said. “Just a snack, really. You know my heart belongs to you, Luke.” “Thanks, but no thanks. Now report or get out.”
As a young sea demon matures, the narrator said, changes happen in the monster’s body. You may notice your fangs getting longer and you may have a sudden desire to devour human beings. These changes are perfectly normal and happen to all young monsters.
Annabeth glared at me like she was going to punch me. And then she did something that surprised me even more. She kissed me.
“Don’t decide yet,” Hephaestus advised. “Wait until daybreak. Daybreak is a good time for decisions.”
He was ten feet away when I heard, “PERCY!” Rachel’s voice. Something flew past me, and a blue plastic hairbrush hit Kronos in the eye.
I nodded, looking at Rachel with respect. “You hit the Lord of the Titans in the eye with a blue plastic hairbrush.”
I made quick introductions, since Tyson and Grover had never met Rachel. Tyson told Rachel she was pretty, which made Annabeth’s nostrils flare like she was going to blow fire.
“Percy Jackson,” the god said. “I know what you have seen today. I know your doubts. But I give you this news: when the time comes, you will not be ruled by fear.”
Genius does not excuse evil,
you, Percy, are my favorite son.”