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“Oh, no,” she said. “Apollo and Meg can have one, but I’m keeping the rest hostage until you’re back safely. And hurry, dear. It would be a shame if Paul ate them all when he gets home.” Percy’s expression turned grim. He faced us. “You hear that, guys? A batch of cookies is depending on me. If you get me killed on the way to camp, I am going be ticked off.”
― Rick Riordan, The Hidden Oracle

“I didn’t understand the purpose of the seeds, but it was comforting to know that in a dire emergency I could hit people with my ukulele while Meg planted geraniums.”
― Rick Riordan, The Hidden Oracle

“The son of Poseidon frowned across at us. 'All right, who unleashed he giant bronze guy? Apollo, did you do this?'

'I am offended!' I cried. 'I am only indirectly responsible for this! Also, I have a plan to fix it.'

'Oh, yeah?' Percy glanced back at the destroyed dinning pavilion. 'How's that going?”
― Rick Riordan, The Hidden Oracle

“...all assumed he died too.' (leo)

'Beause he did,' NIco said.

'Then a few days later,' Will continued, 'his scroll came fluttering into camp on the wind...'

'I still have it.' Nico rummaged through the pockets of his bomber jacket. 'I look at it whenever I want to get angry.”
― Rick Riordan, The Hidden Oracle