Percy Jackson Anthology by Riordan Rick

Author:Riordan, Rick
Format: epub

The Titan's Curse

and goggles. He looked so weird, with his eyes bugging out through the glasses, that we all took a step back on the front porch. “Hello,” he said in a friendly voice, “Are you delivering my airplanes?” Thalia, Zoe, and I looked at each other warily. “Um, no, sir,” I said. “Drat,” he said. “I need three more Sopwith Camels.” “Right,” I said, though I had no clue what he was talking about. “We're friends of Anna- beth.” “Annabeth?” He straightened as if I'd just given him an electric shock. “Is she all right? Has something happened?” None of us answered, but our faces must've told him that something was very wrong. He took off his cap and goggles. He had sandy-colored hair like Annabeth and intense brown eyes. He was handsome, I guess, for an older guy, but it looked like he hadn't shaved in a couple of days, and his shirt was buttoned wrong, so one side of his collar stuck up higher than the other side. “You'd better come in,” he said. It didn't look like a house they'd just moved into. There were LEGO robots on the stairs and two cats sleeping on the sofa in the living room. The coffee table was stacked with magazines, and a little kid's winter coat was spread on the floor. The whole house smelled like fresh-baked chocolate-chip cookies. There was jazz music coming from the kitchen. It seemed like a messy, happy kind of home—the kind of place that had been lived in forever. “Dad!” a little boy screamed. “He's taking apart my robots!” “Bobby,” Dr. Chase called absently, “don't take apart your brother's robots.” “I'm Bobby,” the little boy protested. “He's Matthew!” “Matthew,” Dr. Chase called, “don't take apart your brother's robots!” “Okay, Dad!” Dr. Chase turned to us. “We'll go upstairs to my study. This way.” “Honey?” a woman called. Annabeth's stepmom appeared in the living room, wiping her hands on a dish towel. She was a pretty Asian woman with red highlighted hair tied in a bun. “Who are our guests?” she asked. “Oh,” Dr. Chase said. “This is…” He stared at us blankly. “Frederick,” she chided. “You forgot to ask them their names?” We introduced ourselves a little uneasily, but Mrs. Chase seemed really nice. She asked if we were hungry. We admitted we were, and she told us she'd bring us some cookies and

sandwiches and sodas. “Dear,” Dr. Chase said. “They came about Annabeth.” I half expected Mrs. Chase to turn into a raving lunatic at the mention of her stepdaughter, but she just pursed her lips and looked concerned. “All right. Go on up to the study and I'll bring you some food.” She smiled at me. “Nice meeting you, Percy. I've heard a lot about you.” Upstairs, we walked into Dr. Chase's study and I said, “Whoa!” The room was wall-to-wall books, but what really caught my attention were the war toys. There was a huge table with miniature tanks and soldiers fighting along a blue painted river, with hills and fake trees and stuff.

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