“Enchiladas!" Grover said. I wasn't sure where that came from, but it didn't seem to help much.”

“Percy," my mom said. "I give you my blessing.""Be safe brother!" Tyson pleaded."Enchiladas!" Grover said. I wasn't sure where that came from, but it didn't seem to help much.”

“Braccas meas vescimini!"I wasn't sure where the Latin came from. I think it meant 'Eat my pants!”

“But I've never even been to Olympus! Zeus is crazy!"Chiron and Grover glanced nervously at the sky. The clouds didn't seem to be parting around us, as Grover had promised. They were rolling straight over our valley, sealing us in like a coffin lid.Er, Percy ...?" Grover said. "We don't use the c-word to describe the Lord of the Sky.”

“Knowing where I came from didn't change who I was.”

“Zeus will destroy you!' she promised. 'Hades will have your soul!''Braccas meas vescimini!' I yelledI wasn't sure where the Latin came from. I think it meant 'Eat my pants!”