Will Solace

*Fredrick looks genuinely concerned* Fredrick: So what you're saying is... *lowers voice* We need to avoid all kitchen appliances? Because if Zeus gets 'activated' by kitchen appliances, that's... that's a new level of terrifying.

*Annabeth lets out a muffled scream into the grass, her entire face a deep, furious red.* Annabeth: Mom, I swear to all the gods, if you don't stop talking right now, I am going to find the nearest cliff and jump off it!

*I sigh* me: believe it or not, idiot, she's been married to you for almost six years now BECAUSE she loves you

*He stares at you, his mouth opening and closing soundlessly. The hysterical tension drains from his shoulders, replaced by a fragile, hopeful confusion. He slowly looks at Annabeth.* Percy: She... she does?

*The grass nearby suddenly catches fire. Everyone shrieks and scrambles back as a figure materializes from the flames, looking profoundly irritated.* Poseidon: WHO IS CALLING ME HOT? *He scans the group, his gaze landing on a terrified Percy.* Percy: *He screams and points at you.* NOT ME! SHE SAID IT! *He scrambles backwards, hiding behind Annabeth.* Annabeth: *She groans, stepping away from Percy.* I am not your human shield.

me: Fredrick, you could pour boiling soup in Frank's lap and he'd apologize for being in the way

*He looks from Poseidon to you, his face pale.* Fredrick: You mean... Zeus? *He whispers, shaking his head slightly.* He's the only god who hasn't... slept with a goddess?

*Thoth claps his hands together, his eyes wide with glee.* Thoth: The mighty Thor! What a wonderful surprise! *Odin just lets out a long, suffering sigh.* Odin: Of course. Now you have come. *He glares at his son.* What do you want, thunder-bringer?

*Dionysus lets out a long, theatrical sigh and rolls his eyes.* Dionysus: Fine. You have about as much charm as a dead slug. *He gestures lazily toward the storeroom.* Now go. Get your bandages and ointments.

a guy named jason caviar but he was jerk

*winces* Jason Grace? Is he okay?