What The Creeping Crud Is That?" [percy]

Annabeth Laced Her Fingers Through His. In The Light Of His Bronze Sword, Her Face Was Beautiful. 'we're Together,' She Reminded Him. 'we'll Get Through This.

A Long White Ribbon Shot Out Of The Crack In The Wall. The Ribbon Just Kept Coming, Weaving Itself Into Some Kind Of Shape Next To Anubis, And My First Thought Was, My God, He’s Got A Magic Roll Of Toilet Paper.

Fighting Giants Was One Thing. Bacchus Making Into A Game Was Something Else.

Percy (to Annabeth): If I Was Going To Pick One Person In The World To Reattach My Head, I'd Pick You. Silena: Awww . . . Percy, That Is So Sweet! Annabeth: Shut Up, Silena.

I Told You I Try Not To Live In The Past And Nothing Could Change The Fact That My Mum Was Gone. But I’m A Liar. The Truth Was, I’d Had One Dream Ever Since I Was Six: To See My Mum Again. To Actually Get To Know Her, Talk To Her, Go Shopping, Do Anything. Just Be With Her Once So I Could Have A Better Memory To Hold On To.