"Annabeth, what do you fear more than spiders?" asked Percy.
"Ummmm…., I think it would have to be losing a pen."
"Losing a pen?"
"Yeah, losing a pen."
"Care to explain?"
"Sure. You see:
Lose your pen=no pen
No pen=no notes
No notes=no study
No study=fail
Fail=no diploma
No diploma=no work
No work= no money
No money= no food
No food=skinny
Skinny=ugly
Ugly= no love
No love=no marriage
No marriage=no children
No children=alone
Alone=depression
Depression=sickness
Sickness=death", Annabeth took a deep breath.
"Annabeth, it's just a pen"
"You would die if you had no pen Percy. Yours protects you. Mine just help me work."