
“Look, I didn’t want to be a sausage”
“Don’t I get a sausage for good luck? It’s kind of a tradition right?”
“I don’t want you to be roman. I want you to be sausage.”
“Sausages just aren’t real to me until I’m staring one in the face.”
“The real world is where the sausages are.”
“You sausage when you sleep”
“You’re not getting away from me. Sausage again.”
“Wait, is your name Sausage?”
“There is always a sausage for those clever enough to find it.”
“I AM THE SAUSAGE KING.”
or this one
“Humor was a good way to hide the sausage”
I need an Edna Mode life coach.
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”..so yeah, I’m a pretty good skateboarder myself-“
“Oh really, Jackson? Then how come you apparently crashed head first into a bush yesterday after trying to skate down the hill?
“W-who told you that?”
“Annabeth, duhhh. We ARE gal pals, you know.”
Percy *awkwardly rolls away into Tartarus out of embarrassment*All I want in HoH is FRIENDSHIP FRIENDSHIP FRIENDSHIP like can we please have a huge step away from the romance and see more girly bonding moments and bromances and guy-girl platonic relationships and dorkiness can we just have that please
o my god, Andy, this is golden *__________*

After the events of the Percabeth blanket fort, everybody else decided to join the party.