Good fighting with you, Seaweed Brain.”Ditto.

Percy, we’re going to Polyphemus’ island! Polyphemus is an S-i-k…a C-y-k…” She stamped her foot in frustration. As smart as she was, Annabeth was dyslexic, too. We could’ve been there all night while she tried...

Percy: Put your cap back on… get out! Annabeth: What? No! I’m not leaving you. Percy: I’ve got a plan. I’ll distract them. You can use the metal spider… maybe it’ll lead you back to...

Butch hesitated. “Annabeth’s okay. You gotta cut her some slack. She had a vision telling her to come here, to find a guy with one shoe. That was supposed to be the answer to her...

Whenever he felt like giving up, plopping himself down, and dying (which was, like, every ten minutes), he reached over and took her hand, just to remember there was warmth in the world.

I love you.”She wasn’t sure he could hear her—but if they died, she wanted those to be her last words.

She raised an eyebrow. “You got something to say to me, Seaweed Brain?”You’d probably kick my butt.”You know I’d kick your butt.”I brushed the cake off my hands. “When I was at the River Styx,...

But how did you know where we were?” Annabeth asked.Advanced planning, my dear. I figured you would wash up near Miami if you made it out of the Sea of Monsters alive. Almost everything strange...

As soon as the rocky coast line of the island came into view, I ordered one of the ropes to wrap around Annabeth’s waist, tying her to the foremast. “Don’t untie me,” she said, “no...