Disclaimer: I dont own Percy Jackson.
It could have been anything.
ANYTHING.
But NOOOOOO.
Camp Half-Bloods weakness was cookies.
Why, you ask? Because they all love cookies. Every. Single. One of them.
It was below a titan to bring cookies to his enemies.
Yet here he was, holding probably over 10 boxes of cookies. He hadn't had time to count.
Luke had suggested it to him. Why he had come up with this horrible idea, he had absolutely no idea at all.
He reached the hill where the pine tree was, and continued down it towards the camp. When he got there, Thalia jumped off the roof of her cabin and screamed, "CRAP EVERYONE ITS KR-" She never had time to finish her sentence as a box of cookies smacked her in the face.
Win!
"FREE COOKIES! EVERYONE, FREE COOKIES!" Kronos shouted.
He threw the boxes of cookies on the ground and nearly instantly swarms of demi-gods rushed out of the cabin towards the cookies. "GUYS GUYS FREE COOKIES!" Percy shouted as he dove towards one of the boxes, grabbed it, and hugged it to his chest like he would die without it.
Actually, he probably would.
The demi-gods, (and Chiron) started savagely ripping off the tops of the cookies boxes and shoving their faces into them.
Damn, Luke. Never expected this to work.
The demi-gods were tripping over eachother in their frenzy to get to the cookies.
This is how I'll win the war.