RhenFox

I HAVE 101 FOLLOWERS AND I HAVENT DONE A SINGLE THING SINCE JULY GANG IM SO GOOD

Blake7255

@RhenFox  have a good night. My friend 
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RhenFox

@Blake7255 ok im gonna go honk mimimi good night :]
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RhenFox

@Blake7255 goood. im about to go honk mimimi but i got distracted reading
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RhenFox

I HAVE 101 FOLLOWERS AND I HAVENT DONE A SINGLE THING SINCE JULY GANG IM SO GOOD

Blake7255

@RhenFox  have a good night. My friend 
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RhenFox

@Blake7255 ok im gonna go honk mimimi good night :]
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RhenFox

@Blake7255 goood. im about to go honk mimimi but i got distracted reading
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RhenFox

"Bold words from someone who almost lost custody of his sole demigod child to Apollo of all people.”
          Percy, who’d been expecting it, had made sure to put down the food and drink in his hands just moments before. 
          The rest of his family weren’t nearly so lucky. 
          Rhode choked on the toast in her mouth and probably would’ve needed the Heimlich if she weren’t a goddess. Kymopoleia spat her drink all over Benthesikyme—an odd sight considering they were already underwater, and one would think that would mean they couldn’t get covered in other liquids, which clearly wasn’t the case. Benthesikyme likely would’ve been more offended if she hadn’t been leaning over to grab the bowl of eggs in the middle of the table and promptly dropped the entire bowl all over herself in shock. Herophile inhaled an entire waffle and burst into a coughing fit. Amphitrite jerked so hard she banged her knees into the table and also managed to knock over an entire pitcher of juice onto the floor. Tyson’s tools slipped from his fingers, clattering to the floor and scattering under all of their feet.
          Percy and Triton, throughout the whole thing, kept up two truly impressive poker faces. Poseidon, too, froze as though he were made of marble, the only sign of life being the various emotions that passed across his face—shock, disbelief, confusion—and then the realization that had him turning betrayed eyes on Percy.
          “Perseus.”
          Percy kept up his guiltless facade—though he was positive no one at the table was remotely fooled—blinking innocently at his father.“Yes, Dad?”
          Poseidon made several aborted motions to speak, seemingly unable to settle on what he wanted to say. 
          “Why?” The god eventually got out.
          Percy let his father wallow in misery for several long seconds before responding. “Nothing brings estranged siblings together like making their father regret having them.”
          Poseidon did, in fact, look very much like he was regretting ever having children.

de_rat

…wot…da..hael.. I was having a great day  great writing tho
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