Dylan comes back about an hour later with a kicking and screaming Chris in tow. "Oh, great. What'd you get Chris for?" Dylan seats himself, Chris still slung over his shoulder, and says, panting, "Half-blood, too. Something special. Can't believe - he - ughhh!" Dylan collapses and Chris tumbles off of his shoulder and onto the grass four feet away. "What is the idea?" He screams. "Your - mother," Dylan pants. Chris stiffens at this. "What about her?" He asks, his voice sharper than icicles. "Who - is - she?" Dylan wheezes. Chris opens his mouth, as if to speak, but quickly shuts it and helps himself up. "It doesn't matter. She's a flaky, terrible mother. I don't need her," Chris growls, brushing off his clothes. "Do - you - really - think - that?" Chris hesitates. "No. But it's what Dad has always said," Chris admits. "Ex - act -ly." Chris's face reminds me of an anthill. Every inch is quivering. "Do you know who she is? Who I am?" Dylan shakes his head as best as he can on the ground. "She'll reveal who she is soon. At your age, though, you'd have to do something great, but, I've got a gut feeling that you're special, and she'll claim you right away." Chris's eyes shine with tears. "I hope so."

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I just realized : Chris is Nico's uncle. How hilarious is that?!?! Plus, that's a clue to who Chris's mom is!" Salutations, and adieu, Earthlings!

- EmoNerdPerson