Sorry We’re Late,” Jason Said. “is This

I Feel Incredibly Fortunate To Have Had The Level Of Success I've Had. I Was Just Writing Stories For My Own Sons.

Mugged By My Own Mother.

"let Us Find The Dam Snack Bar," Zoe Said. "we Should Eat While We Can." Grover Cracked A Smile. "the Dam Snack Bar?" Zoe Blinked. "yes. What Is Funny?" "nothing," Grover Said, Trying To Keep A Straight Face. "i Could Use Some Dam French Fries." Even Thalia Smiled At That. "and I Need To Use The Dam Restroom."... I Started Cracking Up, And Thalia And Grover Joined In, While Zoe Just Looked At Us "i Do Not Understand." "i Want To Use The Dam Water Fountain," Grover Said. "and..." Thalia Tried To Catch Her Breath. "i Want To Buy A Dam T-shirt."

Doubtful, But It Did Work... "annabeth?" Percy Said Again. "you're Planning Something. You've Got That I'm-planning-something Look." "i Don't Have An I'm-planning-something Look." "yeah, You Totally Do. Your Eyebrows Knit And Your Lips Press Together And ---" "do You Have A Pen?" She Asked Him. "you're Kidding, Right?" He Brought Out Riptide. "yes, But Can You Actually Write With It?" "i--i Don't Know," He Admitted. "never Tried.

Percy Smiled At Her - That Sarcastic Troublemaker Smile That Had Annoyed Her For Years But Eventually Had Become Endearing. His Sea-green Eyes Were As Gorgeous As She Remembered. His Dark Hair Was Swept To One Side, Like He'd Just Come From A Walk On The Beach. He Looked Even Better Than He Had Six Months Ago - Tanner And Taller, Leaner And More Muscular. Percy Threw His Arms Around Her. They Kissed And For A Moment Nothing Else Mattered. An Asteroid Could Have Hit The Planet And Wiped Out All Life, And Annabeth Wouldn't Have Cared.