I Play Dodgeball With Cannibals (chapter 2)

What Are You Thinking? Nothing. I Mean...a Lot Of Things. Kind Of All At Once.

Back From When They Watched Black And White Tv And Hunted Dinosaurs.

And If I Was Humming "happy Birthday" And Smiling Stupidly As I Fled For My Life—well, That Was Nobody's Business, Was It?

The Next Microsecond, As The Water Erupted Around Me, I Realized Too Late That I Should've Brought The Entire Twenty-first Nome To Help Me.

The Meeting Was Like A War Council With Donuts. Then Again, Back At Camp Half-blood They Used To Have Their Most Serious Discussions Around The Ping-pong Table In The Rec Room With Crackers And Cheez Whiz, So Percy Felt Right At Home.