Seriously, who cared how many of them there were? On with the detention assignment, so that she could get it over and........

Wait, what?! Sky gasped as her pretty face was marred by a beard. Grr......... AND THEY HAD TO CLEAN THE FLOOR WITH THEM TOO?!! One fuming snake here, she was. Running through all the curses she knew and imagining using them on Frenchy French and the Headmisstress, she dipped her now floor length beard in the soapy water and splashed it on the hard surface below, making sure to get as much as she could on Professor French. There take that, you beard loving weirdo!

Now, counting the drops. Twenty five. Two plus five equaled seven. And yes, she could've done it with her hair or a paintbrush or something instead. She looked at the parchment to see what ridiculous thing she was going to have to do (all the while thinking that Divination had more basis in reality than this). End all words with s. Yeah okay, and how was that supposed to help her?

"Sevenssssssssss." And yes, she did drag that final s out into a hiss.

It was just when she was about to dip her beard back into the water to start cleaning that the Headmisstress snuck into the room and a deliciously evil idea popped into her head, accompanied by a smirk. Sky dunked her facial hair into the bucket and pulled it back out quickly, splashing a whole bunch of water in the Headmisstress' direction before plopping the soapy face based mop on the floor and beginning to clean.

Ooops?