That Really Was Not Fun, Though. Well,

Knowledge Of Any Value Can't Be Given. It Must Be Sought And Earned

If Anybody Felt Worse Than I Did, It Was Amos. I Had Just Enough Magic To Turn Myself Into A Falcon And Him Into A Hamster (hey, I Was Rushed!)

Coach Hedge Came Pounding Up The Stairs With Hazel At His Hooves. “where Are They?” He Demanded. “who Do I Kill?” “no Killing!” Annabeth Ordered. “just Defend The Ship!” “but They Interrupted A Chuck Norris Movie!

That's It, Cupcake. You're Going Down.

I Could Hear Hopefulness In Her Voice, But Also Doubt. She Was Waiting For Me To Admit The Obvious: I'd Forgotten. I Was Toast. I Was Boyfriend Roadkill. Just Because I Forgot, You Shouldn't Take That As A Sign I Didn't Care About Annabeth. Seriously, The Last Month With Her Had Been Awesome. I Was The Luckiest Demigod Ever. But A Special Dinner... When Had I Mentioned That? Maybe I'd Said It After Annabeth Kissed Me, Which Had Sort Of Sent Me Into A Fog. Maybe A Greek Gos Had Disguised Himself As Me As And Made Her That Promise As A Prank. Or Maybe I Was Just A Rotten Boyfriend.