Post5# Professional Twirler Mourned and Missed
Arriving back at his station, Patroclus had the bezoar held tight in his hands, and went to sit it down on the bench, however he had forgotten that he had covered it with goat poop! "Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" he thought, going to scratching his head, but stopping himself just in time; remember Patroclus poop covered gloves.
Using said gloves, he pushed a section of poop onto the ground; hey it could be used a fertilizer; he made a space for the Bezoar, then turned his attention to the final bucket, the one that just had to have the egg inside it!
The poop in the yellow bucket felt a lot cool to Patroclus as he plunged his hands into it. The other previous buckets contained poop that felt as though it has just been passed, hot and stomach turningly warm!
This one was cool, and it made Patroclus think that maybe it wasn't poop at all, but it might as well have been, for now his poop coated gloves were well and truly inside it!
Moving the contents around, the Lion Prefect knew the egg had to me here, there was no where else for it too be! So he wouldn't stop till it was in his hands!
Then something brushed against the back of his hand, something hard, something that was different from the mixture, but was some smooth unlike the bezoar; it was the egg!
Snapping at the egg like a seeker to a snitch, he ripped it triumphantly from the bucket, and began to dance; "I found the egg!
Woooo Yeah! Go team!" |