Naturally, Coach Hedge went ballistic; but Percy found it hard to take the satyr seriously since he was barley five feet tall.
"Never in my life!" Coach bellowed, waving his bat and knocking over a plate of Apple's. "Against the rules! Irresponsible!"
"Coach," Annabeth said "it was an accident. We were talking, and we fell asleep."
"Besides," Percy said, "You're starting to sound like Terminus."
Hedge narrowed his eyes. "Is that an insult, Jackson? 'Cause I'll- I'll Terminus you buddy!"
