The Last Thing I Wanted To Do

Ceres Wanted A United Front In The Plant War." "the Plant War," Percy Said. "you're Going To Arm All The Little Grapes With Tiny Assault Rifles?

The Last Time I'd Seen The Minotaur, He'd Been Wearing Nothing But His Tighty Whities. I Don't Know Why. Maybe He'd Been Shaken Out Of Bed To Chase Me.

You Might Not Think A Hippo Could Inspire Terror. Screaming “hippo!” Doesn’t Have The Same Impact As Screaming “shark!” But I’m Telling You—as The Egyptian Queen Careened To One Side, Its Paddle Wheel Lifting Completely Out Of The Water, And I Saw That Monster Emerge From The Deep, I Nearly Discovered The Hieroglyphs For Accident In My Pants.

I Was A Fight To The Death, And I Felt Great.

Ella, Just Stay Here. Stay Safe." "safe," Ella Repeated. "ella Likes Being Safe. Safety In Numbers. Safety Deposit Boxes. Ella Will Go With Tyson." "what?" Percy Said. "oh... Fine, Whatever. Just Don't Get Hurt. And Mrs. O'leary—" "rooof." "how Do You Feel About Pulling A Chariot?