Anto1LittleBookwormBitch

"And you, Percy, are my favourite son."
He smiled, and at that moment, just being in the kitchen with him was the best birthday present I ever got.

No puedo dejar de leer esta saga. Quiero empezar otro libro y no puedo dejar de pensar en lo que le espera a Percy.

Debo decir, que este fue el libro que más tedioso se me hizo (aunque aún así lo amé). Tanto entrar y salir del Laberinto, me pareció que estaba demás, peeero sé que tenía un propósito.
Descubrir quién era Dédalo me dejó de cara, no lo esperaba para nada.
Lo que pasa con Nico y Luke... sin palabras.
Derramé un par de lágrimas con Grover y su búsqueda de Pan.
Nuestro querido cíclope, Tyson, sigue ganándose mi respeto y cariño, no sé, me provoca una ternura extrema.
La situación Annabeth-Percy-Rachel me puso en modo fangirl.

Ahora, para mi la mejor escena:

Paul was looking back and forth between us, trying to read our expressions. Finally he stepped forward. "Hi, I'm Paul Blofis."
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 blow-fish. 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."
"Well!" my mom interrupted. "Um, we're so glad you could drop by. Paul, this is Percy's father."
"Ah." Paul nodded, though he didn't look real pleased. "I see."
Poseidon smiled at me. "There you are, my boy. And Tyson, hello, son!"
"Daddy!" Tyson bounded across the room and gave Poseidon a big hug, which almost knocked off his fishing hat.
Paul's jaw dropped. He stared at my mom. "Tyson is..."
"Not mine," she promised. "It's a long story."