Chapter 9
When Rohan reached the dining room early the next morning, he was greeted by an unusual sight. The table was overflowing with six types of pizza, five kinds of pie, and a giant pan of lasagna. He was still gaping at the amount of food when Percy came out of the kitchen with a large jug of freshly squeezed orange juice.
“Morning, Ro!” Percy greeted him cheerfully while approaching the table before setting the jug down. “Grab a plate and help yourself.”
“Uh, good morning,” Rohan said. “And thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” Percy responded as he headed back into the kitchen. “Where’s Diego?”
“Right here,” Diego replied, appearing next to Rohan. “Are we having a celebratory party or something?”
“A what now?” Percy asked as he stepped out from the kitchen again. This time, he was ho
