Dear Dirt Face,
Wow! You are SUCH a wonderful grandmother and a great role model to the children! I want to be JUST like you when I grow up!... Oh, sorry, my apologies, I completely forgot your small brain can't recognize sarcasm yet! Oops! Anyways, let's get straight to the point. If you let Percy and Annabeth out of Tartarus, maybe, just MAYBE, i'll try not too destroy your sorry butt so much. I mean, opening the doors of death? Fine, we could handle a few monsters. But throwing our friends into the darkest part of the underworld? You better hope you won't meet me in battle. Trust me you old hag, it won't be too pretty. You have just angered over hundreds of powerful children of the gods. This means war, and one of us won't be winning. I'll give you a hint, IT'S NOT YOU!
Yours truly,
Quinn Malone, daughter of Nike, goddess of victory
A/N: thank you for all the birthday wishes. My whole birthday weekend was awesome because then I found out I got into the high school I wanted to go to! Also thank you to everybody that reviewed. I have started writing a new original story and I am planning on finishing this up soon so I can focus on that story. I had this ready yesterday but something was wrong with the site. right now I'm in a train statio waiting for my mom to get off work where I am it is 7:02. I'm a little pissed and I haven't eaten cause I have no money me right now
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