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So most of the reviews asked me to keep going to 200 even though the title is 150, and since I like writing this I guess it couldn't hurt. If you don't want to go to 200, just don't read it. Win-win situation. But I'm running out of good ideas, so these chapters will probably be crappy. I'll try, but I admit it's not my best work.

Also, I put up the first chapter of 150 things I'm not allowed to do in Camp Jupiter (like I've been saying I would for a while.)

152.) I will not try to train Cerberus.

Nico had definitely watched too much Animal Planet on the tv. He was telling Cerberus to sit, but the dog wouldn't budge. Training him would be hard. Bianca showed up, whistle in hand, bag of jumbo dog treats in her other hand.

"How's the training coming along?" She asked. Nico sighed and shrugged.

"Pretty bad." Nico admitted.

"Well, silly, no wonder! Whenever there's any training in the movies, they do a montage! We just need a montage!" She said, and snapped her fingers.

*Montage: The song Who Let the Dogs Out plays as Bianca and Nico, clad in track suits, speak into a megaphone and blow their whistles while Cerberus does several drills. He sits, rolls over, and speaks. He run laps, fetches the ball, and speaks on command. Nico and Bianca high five.*

"Wow, that was an effective montage." Bianca said.

153.) I will not enter a dog show for Hellhounds (Suggested by greekgeek1)

Cerberus was officially signed up for the contest. It was being held in a fenced off section of the fields of Asphodel. Several ghosts were standing around, filling out entry sheets, rehearsing with their hellhound, and brushing fur.

"I wonder if we'll win anything." Nico said. "I mean, he's one of a kind, so at least we'll have best in breed." Bianca smiled and nodded, but looked worried as she saw fluffed up, groomed hellhounds with bows and collars.

"He's nowhere near as glamorous. If we want best in show, we're gonna need help…" Bianca said.

154.) I will not groom Cerberus.

Silena showed up in the fields shortly, wheeling a medium suit-case of hair product and grooming tools.

"Let's get down to business." Silena said, taking out a large nail file.

"To defeat, the huns…. Did they send me daughters, when I asked-" Nico was singing that one song from Mulan, when Bianca shushed him. Silena was expertly filing the talon-like nails on Cerberus's paw while he sniffed her hair with one head, licked her with another, and looked at her with a third.

"Ooh what color should I manicure them? I think green would bring out his eyes." Silena cooed. Cerberus pulled his paw away whenever she tried to paint his nails, resulting in a mess of nail polish all over Silena. "Or no nail polish is good too."

She set to work on his hair. First, she fluffed it into a puffy affro. When Bianca shook her head, Silena greased it back and combed it. Bianca more vigorously shook her head. Silena cut the hair on Cerberus's heads shorter, and tried to add a bow, which Cerberus refused. He also refused a rhinestone-studded collar. Silena sighed.

"Now perfume!" She took out three large bottles. "This is the newest doggie perfume line, including the exotic scents of Chicken, Butt, and Feces. All that dogs love to smell." She looked accomplished when Cerberus wagged his tail.

"Um… thanks, Silena, we know you tried. This didn't go too well though…" Bianca sighed.

155.) I will not sabotage the competitors.

Bianca looked at Cerberus. He looked silly. "Oh, what are we gonna do! He'll humiliate us, the ruling family, in front of all the Underworld!"

"Not if they look sillier!" Nico said.

"Why would they… Oh, never mind. Whatever you're planning, I hope it works." She said. Screw the rules.

Nico grabbed spray paint, scissors, and assorted materials, and set to work. He snuck past some chatting ghosts to a pet carrier with two little hellhounds in it. He sprayed them red with a blue head, then wrote thing 1 and thing 2 on their backs in sharpie. He doused the next hellhound in macaroni and glitter. The fourth hellhound was spray painted pink with purple spots. He painted one like Clifford the Big Red dog, one like Blue from Blue's clues, and one like Scooby Doo. And so on and so forth. Until he reached one cage which was made of fused bones. He looked at the sign.

Pet's name: Mr. Cuddles

Owner: Alecto the Fury

Breed: Unknown/mutt

Nico looked into the cage and saw the creature. He know understood how people said dogs resembled their owners. The mutt was a leathery black with a well-built toothy jaw, pointed ears, and two bat-like wings, just like Alecto's.

156.) I will not ask Alecto about her pet.

"Oh, hey! Alecto!" Nico found Alecto holding a clipboard in the mass of pet owners. "I heard you're competing in the dog contest."

"Indeed I am." She said, raising and eyebrow.

"You never seemed like the dog type, I would have thought of you more like lonely cat lady." Nico said. "But, anyway, are you sure that's a dog? It has like, wings."

"I'm sure. I bred it myself by-" She began proudly, but Nico stopped her.

"I really don't want to know." Nico said. "But that is clearly not a hellhound, it's like batdog or something."

"Mr. Di Angelo, that dog is more purebred than you, and qualified to compete. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be preparing to beat you." She stalked away.

157.) Cerberus has no talent.

Some of the Hellhounds could roll over, but others could cook a four course meal with their hind legs. The skill level was too much to beat.

"We gotta shape up." Bianca muttered. "Do we have time for another montage?"

*montage of Bianca turning on a radio and dancing. The song is Footloose. Nico joins in, but Cerberus awkwardly shuffles. After a while he gets the hang of it, but steps on Nico. The music stops and Bianca runs to Nico's side*

"Well, at least he can dance now." Nico said while in his full-body cast, watching the other competitors have their turn. "But I can't pick my own nose."

"Oh no, we're next." Bianca said. Music began to play, and Cerberus moon-walked onstage. He turned around and began to tap his paws while bobbing his three heads in a wave. He was booed by the judges, and the music was cut.

158.) I will not mock the ghosts. (Suggested by someone, but I couldn't find the review :/ sorry, whoever you are. I appreciate it though.)

Bianca ran onstage to save the show.

"umm… Sit! Down! Roll over!" She ordered Cerberus. He obeyed. She needed more tricks. "Stand! Jump! Speak!" He obeyed again. "Play dead!" She said. The audience gasped. The corpse bride and her dog Scraps ran away crying.

159.) I will not award Cerberus third place.

Once the dog show was over, Alecto's dog was awarded first place, a yellow lab named Marley got second place, and Cerberus came in third. Alecto smirked at Nico. Cerberus bared his three sets of teeth at the judges, growling. The judges scrambled into a huddle.

"There appears to have been a recount in votes! Cerberus comes in first!" A judge said. Cerberus was given his medal.

160.) I will not use Cerberus to re-enact Blue's Clues.

Nico walks into a room wearing a green striped shirt. Bianca wears a plain green sweater. "Are you ready to play, 'Cerberus's clues'?" They ask. They smile as they do this weird slow jog into another room.

"We collect clues by seeing what Cerberus marked, then we know what he wants!" Nico exmplained.

"We'll figure it out on the Thinking Throne." Bianca added. "Know, where do you think the first clue is?"

Meanwhile in Persephone's garden

Persephone walked to her Marigolds to find that they had been stepped on. They were smushed under a huge, like, big-foot sized, black pawprint.

"I'LL GET YOU MY PRETTIES, AND YOUR LITTLE DOG TOO!" Persephone yelled.

Yeah, I know, not too good, but there's another chapter. I hope it was acceptable, and have a nice day.

I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Blue's Clues, things one and two, any music used, the corpse bride, Clifford the big red dog, or Marley and Me. Yeah, who caught the Marley and Me reference?