Percy Jackson: Sea of Monsters Page #3

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are already going after the Fleece...

and it's not cool to bogart

on someone else's quest.

I think this is my quest, too.

The Oracle says

he wrestles Luke for the Fleece.

"Grapples." But she also said...

that I'm destined to destroy Olympus,

or save it.

Saving is better, obviously.

Yeah.

Let me pack a bag and make sure

my health insurance is paid up.

How are we gonna get past them?

I think they're looking

for threats trying to come in...

not people trying to sneak out...

so, I think we're cool

as long as we stay quiet.

Sorry!

We're...

We're guarding, too.

You left without me.

Tyson, where we're going,

it's very dangerous.

I know. I'm not stupid.

No,just dumb.

I want to help.

You'd do it for me.

I appreciate that...

but I don't think you understand

exactly how dangerous this is going to be.

I do.

The Fleece is guarded by Polyphemus.

Who?

Polyphemus.

Closest thing Cyclopes

have got to someone famous.

Captured Odysseus. Lives in Circeland.

Wait, Circeland?

Built on his island.

Long story.

Point is, maybe I can talk to him.

You know, Cyclops to Cyclops.

No, you can't,

because I'm not going with a Cyclops.

Then we got a problem,

because I'm not going without one.

This Polyphemus is probably what killed

every satyr that's gone near the Fleece.

You want me to lead you to a Cyclops?

Fine.

But I'm bringing along one of my own,

for protection.

No way.

No.

What do you think's

gonna attract more attention...

all the noise or the one eye?

Just give the guy a break, okay?

Okay, fine.

Keep it down.

This is crazy hard to come by...

and I only brought it along

in case of an emergency...

which I guess this is an emergency,

so... here.

Mist?

It makes the mystical look normal.

"Side effects may include handsomeness,

headache, self-esteem

and low self-esteem."

And just know

that if the camp wasn't in danger...

I wouldn't be wasting this on you.

Wasting what?

It's not gonna last forever.

You're gonna have to reapply it.

Extreme makeover alert.

How do I look?

A bit like Dad, actually.

He's still a Cyclops.

Grover, where are we going?

What does your nose say?

Somewhere off the coast of Florida.

South.

Over here.

Annie! Hey!

It's the Chariot of Damnation.

Looks like a New York City cab.

Same difference.

No dollars, no credit cards.

Drachmas only.

Exact... Change... Please.

Chop, chop! Get in the cab.

We just had this cab sanitized

for your protection.

It wasn't this year, though.

Excuse me,

we're trying to get to Florida.

Our kind of fare. Pricey.

Hey, there.

This is Ganymede, cupbearer to Zeus.

And when I'm out buying wine

for the lord of the skies...

I always remember to buckle up.

Maybe we should have flown commercial.

Look out!

Calm down.

If we didn't know what we were doing...

We wouldn't be licensed.

They don't have eyes.

Yeah.

- I know, awful picture.

- Bad hair day.

We do so have an eye.

It's around here somewhere.

The last time I saw it, you put it

in the glove compartment, Anger.

Don't use that tone with my name.

It's not there this time.

Wasp always puts it with the keys.

- And it's 20,120.

-So is mine!

Shouldn't the driver get the eye?

She'll be fine.

Tempest, split!

Percy!

We paid extra for that option.

The kid is right.

The driver should have the eyeball.

He's a freaking genius!

You're the one that put it in the visor.

While it's on the table,

I haven't had a turn in quite some time.

Oh, no, you didn't!

Yes, I did.

Hands on the wheel at least, okay?

- We're all gonna die!

- Pipe down.

Didn't that prophecy say

you're gonna make it till at least 20?

You know about the prophecy?

- Sure.

- The Oracle is a friend.

- We're besties.

- B-F-F!

EVE! Eye! Eye!

Gross! Get it off me!

What do you know about the prophecy?

No!

Okay, okay.

30. 31, 75,12.

What?

Percy, you got your answer!

All I got were numbers.

- Yes.

- You'll know...

When it matters.

I think we're a little short on drachmas.

What?

What do you... think we're...

running here?

A charity?

- Get your cheap butts...

- Out!

- Get your cheap butts...

- Out!

That was...

I know.

Awesome! Can we go again?

We're definitely not in Florida.

I think we're in Olympus.

Hail to you, great Zeus!

Forgive our trespass on Olympus.

We're seeking transport to Florida.

Zeus?

Zeus?

Zeus?

Whoa, stop it, stop it, stop it!

This isn't Olympus, okay?

This is the Capitol building.

We're in Washington, D.C. Okay?

It looks like Olympus.

Right down to the dudes with power

who only care about themselves.

We need to find a bus station.

First we need to get some money.

Hey, there,

valued half-blood account holder!

Sign up for our new Aphrodite Express

credit card, and you can--

Can I get four

venti half-caf no-whip lattes?

And an extra shot of nectar.

Nectar?

If you haven't had,

then you haven't lived, buddy.

Hecatonshire.

Hey.

I see you got your hands full.

Room for cream?

Nectar. Double shot.

I've lived.

This might be the most fun

I've ever had.

Ever.

Yeah, anything's gotta be better

than living in the woods, right?

Living in the woods would have been fine

if you were there.

Everything's better with a brother.

You know, technically,

we don't have the same mom.

So we're still brothers!

I know! How cool is that?

Arctic.

It's too sweet, don't you think?

No, nectar's never too sweet.

Get off me!

- Get off me!

- Grover!

Percy!

- Damn!

- Was that Chris Rodriguez?

How did they do that?

Back at camp, Luke said that

there were other half-bloods who turned.

What do you mean, "turned"?

To his side.

Luke has Grover.

The Oracle was right.

Luke is going after the Fleece.

That's why he needs a satyr.

But what does Luke want

with the Fleece anyway?

I don't know.

But if we're gonna get Grover back,

we need to find Luke.

But we don't know where he is.

I know someone who does. Come on.

What, are we shipping ourselves

overnight express to the Sea of Monsters?

You want to find Luke?

His dad will know where he is.

Olympic Parcel Service. Come on.

Like it? He'll love it.

Yes, Hephaestus does do quality work.

Everyone else these days, hacks.

Excuse me, we're looking for Hermes.

I'm sorry to be the god of obviousness,

but I'm with a customer.

You want an overnight shipment to Hades,

that will be 250 drachmas.

Perfect. Thank you, sweetness.

I will take care of that for you,

and I'll see you next week.

Now, you.

You are here about Hermes?

His son, actually.

It's kind of important.

Yeah, I could tell the way you burst in here,

all rude-like.

His son's name is Luke Castellan.

What has that wayward boy of mine

gotten himself into now?

Wait, you're...

Hermes.

Little insulted

you didn't recognize me.

My feelings might have even been hurt

if I wasn't such a self-confident individual.

I don't know if you noticed,

but I'm killing these shorts.

Sir, we're looking for Luke...

because he attacked Camp Half-Blood

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