The World May Need Fixing,

I Couldn't Believe I'd Come This Far, Lost Tyson, Suffered Through So Much, Only To Fail - Stopped By A Big Stupid Monster In A Baby-blue Tuxedo Kilt. Nobody Was Going To Swat Down My Friends Like That! I Mean... Nobody, Not Nobody. Ah, You Know What I Mean.

I Imagined Loading The God Of The Sea Into A Taxi And Taking Him To The Upper East Side.

I Gave Her My Deluxe I'll-kill-you-later Stare.

Far Below I Heard Cacus Bellowing As Millions, Maybe Even Thousands Of Filthy Gallons Of Water Slammed Into Him. Meanwhile, Annabeth Alternately Shouted, Gagged, Hit Me, Called Me Endearing Pet Names Like, "idiot! Stupid - Dirty - Moron - " And Topped It All Off With, "kill You!

That Really Was Not Fun, Though. Well, The Hitting-her-with-a-stick Part, That Was Fun. But Crashing Into A Concrete Bear? Not Fun.