My eyebrows raise as Percy goes and hands the marker to me. Here I am in a battlezone alongside the guy who's been my archenemy for years, and he's wanting me to join in some silly graffiti? What is Percy expecting here? Why am I even holding this marker?
"You've got to be kidding.."
I look up at the statue.
"Clearly, you haven't been hanging out nearly enough with Travis and Conner Stoll."
I get up onto the statue myself now and draw a bit.
"That's not anywhere near good enough. This calls for freckles, a wagging tongue, and bushy Groucho Marx eyebrows."
I hop down, take an appraising look, then nod. This is amazing. Out of the blue, Percy and I are having some kind of fun moment together. This is so wrong, but whatever.
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Date: 2011-08-05 01:12 am (UTC)"You've got to be kidding.."
I look up at the statue.
"Clearly, you haven't been hanging out nearly enough with Travis and Conner Stoll."
I get up onto the statue myself now and draw a bit.
"That's not anywhere near good enough. This calls for freckles, a wagging tongue, and bushy Groucho Marx eyebrows."
I hop down, take an appraising look, then nod. This is amazing. Out of the blue, Percy and I are having some kind of fun moment together. This is so wrong, but whatever.