Percy: My stomach growled super loud in French. Percy: I would like to clarify, my stomach did not speak in French. It growled during French class. Annabeth: Bonjour. Grover: Le growl. Aven: Hon hon hon, feed me a baguette.
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Percy: My stomach growled super loud in French. Percy: I would like to clarify, my stomach did not speak in French. It growled during French class. Annabeth: Bonjour. Grover: Le growl. Aven: Hon hon hon, feed me a baguette.
Annabeth: Can I be frank with you guys? Aven: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help. Percy: Can I still be Percy? Grover: Shh, let Frank speak.
Percy: A party is a celebration of a life, bringing people together to let the guest of honor know how much they’re loved. Aven has done so much for us. This is our chance to do something for them. Annabeth: By forcing them to have fun at a party that they don’t want to be at? Percy: I knew you’d understand.
Grover: What’s wrong? You look 10 seconds away from ripping someone’s throat out. Annabeth: Fucking Aven and Percy were trying to invoke one of the minor gods again last night. I didn't get an ounce of sleep, thanks to their bloody chanting.
Grover: I keep a picture of all of us in my wallet. Whenever I face difficulties, I take it out and stare at the picture. The Squad: Awwww- Grover: And I tell myself "If I can deal with these idiots, then I can deal with anything." The Squad: Oh.
Grover: I sleep with a gun under my pillow. Percy: I sleep with a knife. Aven: Both of you are pathetic. Grover: Oh yeah? What do you sleep with? Aven: Annabeth.
Percy: What if people had food names and food had people names? Aven: Hey, spaghetti, we’re having Percy for dinner. Annabeth: What is wrong with you people? Grover: Shut up, chocolate.
Annabeth: I love you. Aven: I love you too. I've waited so long to hear you say that. *Annabeth and Aven kiss passionately* Percy, to Grover: You owe me 20 dollars.