when poseidon crashes percy’s birthday party ….. the mother-son eye contact that is SURELY made in this moment and the mutual “WTF-ness” is just. cannot be topped
It was my dad. He was wearing Bermuda shorts and a Hawaiian shirt and Birkenstocks, like he usually does. His black beard was neatly trimmed and his sea-green eyes twinkled. He wore a battered cap decorated with fishing lures. It said NEPTUNE’S LUCKY FISHING HAT. “Pos—” My mother stopped herself. She was blushing right to the roots of her hair. “Um, hello.” “Hello, Sally,” Poseidon said. “You look as beautiful as ever. May I come in?” My mother made a squeaking sound that might’ve been either a “Yes” or “Help.”
Poseidon took it as a yes and came in.
Paul was looking back and forth between us, trying to read our expressions. Finally he stepped forward. “Hi, I’m Paul Blofis.”
just absolutely priceless. PRICELESS. sally and percy just staring at each other and paul looking between them putting the pieces together
Poseidon raised his eyebrows as they shook hands. “Blowfish, did you say?” “Ah, no. Blofis, actually.” “Oh, I see,” Poseidon said. “A shame. I quite like blowfish. I am Poseidon.” “Poseidon? That’s an interesting name.” “Yes, I like it. I’ve gone by other names, but I do prefer Poseidon.” “Like the god of the sea.” “Very much like that, yes.”
“I couldn’t miss Percy’s fifteenth birthday,” Poseidon said. “Why, if this were Sparta, Percy would be a man today!” “That’s true,” Paul said. “I used to teach ancient history.” Poseidon’s eyes twinkled. “That’s me. Ancient history.
it’s just too much it’s too fucking funny……. when percy finally tells paul he’s a demigod it’s like when miley tries to tell her boyfriend that she’s hannah montana and he’s like ‘Yeah no duh i was just playing along’ akd;fjalfjd
there was once, like, a whole weekend where users on this website legitimately thought that you could defy the laws of equivalency and make infinite chocolate by cutting your chocolate bar a certain way.
