frank-zhang

Save yourselves!" Percy warned. "It is too late for us!" Then he gasped and pointed to the spot where Frank was hiding. "oh no! Frank is turning into a crazy dolphin!" Nothing happened. "I said," Percy repeated, "Frank is turning into a crazy dolphin." Frank stumbled out of nowhere, making a big show of grabbing his throat. "oh no," he said, like he was reading from a teleprompter, "I am turning into a crazy dolphin.

Nico drank from the chalice, then offered it to Jason. "You asked me about trust, and taking a risk? Well, here you go, son of Jupiter. How much do you trust me?"Frank wasn't sure what Nico was talking about, but Jason didn't hesitate. He took the cup and drank.

Sometimes wisdom came from strange places, even from giant teenaged goldfish.

Frank heard a laugh behind him. He glanced back and couldn't believe what he saw. Nico di Angelo was actually smiling."That's more like it," Nico said. "Let's turn this tide!

Two hundred Romans, and no one__ got a pen? Never mind!" He slung his M16 onto his back and pulled out a hand grenade. There were many screaming Romans. Then the hand grenade morphed into a ballpoint pen, and Mars began to write. Frank looked at Percy with wide eyes. He mouthed: Can your sword do grenade form?Percy mouthed back, No. Shut up.

He turned to Frank who was trying to pull his fingers out of the Chinese handcuffs__kay,_ Frank relented. __ure._ He frowned at his fingers, trying to pull them out of the trap. __h, how do you___eo chuckled. __an, you__e never seen those before? There__ a simple trick to getting out.__rank tugged again with no luck. Even Hazel was trying not to laugh.Frank grimaced with concentration. Suddenly, he disappeared. On the deck where he__ been standing, a green iguana crouched next to an empty set of Chinese handcuffs.__ell done, Frank Zhang,_ Leo said dryly, doing his impression of Chiron the centaur. __hat is exactly how people beat Chinese handcuffs. They turn into iguanas.

Frank couldn't breathe underwater.But where was he?Percy turned in a full circle. Nothing. Then he glanced up. Hovering above him was a giant goldfish. Frank had turned -clothes, backpack, and all- into a koi the size of a teen-aged boy."dude." Percy sent his thoughts through the water, the way he spoke to other sea creatures. "A goldfish?"Frank's voice came back to him: "I freaked. We were talking about goldfish, so it was on my mind. Sue me.

Frank tugged again with no luck. Even Hazel was trying not to laugh.Frank grimaced with concentration. Suddenly, he disappeared. On the deck where he__ been standing, a green iguana crouched next to an empty set of Chinese handcuffs.__ell done, Frank Zhang,_ Leo said dryly, doing his impression of Chiron the centaur. __hat is exactly how people beat Chinese handcuffs. They turn into iguanas.

According to Festus, our flying table, Buford, made it back safely while we were in Charleston, so those eagles didn't get him. Unfortunately, he lost the laundry bag with your pants.""Dang it!" Frank Barked, which Leo figured was probably severe profanity for him.No doubt Frank would've cursed some more -busting out the golly gees and the gosh darns- but Percy interrupted by doubling over and groaning."Did the world just turn upside down?" he asked.Jason pressed his hands to his head. "Yeah, and it's spinning. Everything is yellow. Is it supposed to be yellow?

Percy looked at Coach Hedge and Frank. __ trap?___robably,_ Frank said. __he__ not mortal,_ Hedge said, sniffing the air. __robably some kind of goat-eating, demigod-destroying fiend from Tartarus.___o doubt,_ Percy agreed. __wesome._ Hedge grinned. __et__ go.

What are these guys?" He whispered"Canadians," Percy said. Frank leaned away from him. "Excuse me?""Uh, no offense," Percy said. "That's what Annabeth called them when I fought them before. She said they live in the north, in Canada.""Yeah, well," Frank grumbled, "we're in Canada. I'm Canadian. But I've never seen those things before.

They want to cook you and eat you," she said distatefully, "which is ridiculous. You'd taste terrible.""Thank you, grandmother.

The truth hit him. Jason wasn't quite Roman anymore. His time at Camp Half-Blood had changed him. Reyna had recognized that. Apparently, so did the undead legionnaires. If Jason no longer gave off the right sort of vibe, or aura of a Roman leader...

About five meters ahead, Nico was swinging his black sword with one hand, holding the scepter of Diocletian aloft with the other. He kept shouting orders at the legionnaires, but they paid him no atte

All aboard for one last trip.

Ah, Senor Zhang," Leo said, "you know how you're always saying, 'Leo, you are the only true genius among demigods'?""I'm pretty sure I never said that.

The whole crew sat on the deck, without a storm or a monster attack to worry about for the first time in days, and ate ice cream. Well, except for Frank, who was lactose intolerant. He got an apple.

Frank, how did you do that?" Jason yelled.Frank's head swam with pain. He forced himself not to pass out. "I'm the ranking Roman officer," he said. "They- uh, they don't recognize you. Sorry."Jason grimaced, but he didn't look particularly surprised. "How can we help?