pictures-from-camp-half-blood:
“I think we should stop hanging out in beach, Percy.”
“What? You can’t blame me. I’m the son of the sea god.”
“Yeah, but… Were always dating on the beach.”
“Okay, then let’s go date in the Underworld.”
“… I’ll stick with the beach idea.”
-Annabeth, taken by Percy
How I imagine Rick talking to his editor:
sevendemigodsanswerthecall:
Editor: Rick, I think this is great…it’s just…I don’t know if it’s a good idea to throw the main couple into the deepest part of hell…
Rick:

What I text about with my friends.
Me: Guess what freaking happened today?!
Friend: You died?
Me: Yeah I did and I didn't see Annabeth or percy because guess what? They are both in Tartarus.
Friend: ....
Friend: ....
Friend: ....
Friend: Lose my number.
AND THUS THE COLLECTIVE HAITUS OF THE BIG 3 BEGINS