Oohhh, she had found something!

Once her hand was free of the bucket, holding something in her hand. She used her hands to wipe it clean as much as possible, suddenly realizing what it was. "Oh, a bezoar!" So it wasn't the egg, but at least it was something. She set it down gently next to the right bucket then set her eyes on the middle one. So this one should have her egg and...just was the chocolate pudding?

...

She was not eating it after this.

With a sigh, she stuck her right hand in and started feeling around.

Nika was still worried about her pants. Well not worried about her pants, but worried about what other people would think of her pants. And cue person. "Oh hi" Nika was relived to see that it was just Samira. She saw that Samira had seen her pants and she waited for her friend to crack a joke. Wait for it.... Wait for it. Hemp it never happened. Well that's weird. "You're not going to comment?" it's not like Nika wanted her ton comment, but she just found it weird that's all.

Samira just shrugged. She didn't want to say too much because she was very irritated. When she's irritated like she was now, Samira tended to be snappy, and she didn't want to be a grouch around Nika. "It'll come eventually." Maybe when she doesn't want to rip the head off of every person that so much as looks at her...

"I just don't really feel like talking right now." Samira would rather just be in the presence of her friend rather than talk like they usually did.

Vashti was really glad this was the last one. Even if it was only pudding, it now had some icky poo in it too from her gloves, and now it was unedible. Or, at least, she wouldn't recommend that anyone eat it. But this was a waste of once-perfectly good pudding...

Ohhh, she'd found something! The egg, surely. And once she'd pulled it out and wiped it off as much as possible, she discovered she was correct. This was definitely her egg. It had the big "V" on it and everything. She set it down next to the bezoar with a small sigh.

Thank Merlin that was all done.

It was all squishy. And hot. And just plain gross.

If this was Professor Saylen's idea of a good time well, she was crazy. There was nothing fun about this and if she didn't feel something at the bottom of her bucket, Destiny would have told her that.

Making sure her glove was covering her whole hand and that it wouldn't fall off once she removed it from the bucket, Destiny dug deeper and once she had a grip on whatever was at the bottom, she pulled out slooooowly.

OMGWHATISTHAT!?

Plopping it back in the bucket, she pushed the whole thing away from her. Stupid cow manure..hardening in the warm sun! It was gross! GAH!

Where was her next bucket?

Luin then started up on the next, and last bucket, the chocolate pudding. She reached her hand into the bucket, searching for her egg still. It was not the worst bucket, but it did have a pretty weird texture. She was about ready to give up on that bucket when she felt something round. She moved her fingers around it carefully and then lifted it up out of the bucket. As she wiped off some of the chocolate, she saw her name: Luin, written large in black ink. She smiled and then put it down next to the bezoar. She held it out to the professor, "Professor Saylen, I found the bezoar and my egg!"

It was seriously gross yes, but at the same time, it was seriously awesome!


It would only be at Hogwarts that students would be elbows deep in animal poop bobbing for eggs!

With his lips really tight so as to not allow anything, i repeat anything get past his lips, Patroclus carried on moving the poo around, as he slowly tried to go through every section of the bucket to find the egg!

POP!

As his arm pushed against the edge of the bucket, a large bubble popped on the surface, releasing a putrid stench! "Grosss!" Patroclus called out, laughing as he went!

Taking that as a sign, he decided that Bucket one was empty!

Kurumi was pretty sure that she had searched ever nook and cranny of the bucket and besides the half digested crab apple, she had found nothing. Kurumi's gaze shifted to her last bucket, the purple one, and was 90% certain that it was filled with chocolate pudding. It certainly looked the smoothest out of the three at least.

Kurumi removed her poop covered gloves, turned them inside out, and set them down on the table next to the bucket before returning to the front of the room and grabbing a fresh pair of plastic gloves. She then returned to her station and stared at the bucket for a few moments - her heart pounding in her chest like a drum.

Was she really about to do what she was thinking about doing? What if...what if it wasn't filled with pudding and what she was about to let pass through her lips was of the animal droppings variety?

Kurumi looked around the area hoping that no one was watching her. It seemed like everyone was a bit too preoccupied with their own buckets to take any interest in her, which was a very good thing.

Kurumi sloooooooooooooooooooowly poked the surface of the brown contents and saw it giggled like jello. That was a good sign, wasn't it? She then pushed down on its surface and her finger easily slipped into the goo. It felt cooler than the other two buckets, which increased the probability of it being pudding to about 94%. She was liking this odds more and more.

She removed her finger and examined its brown coating. Her eyes darted around checking once again to see if anyone was watching. Closing her eyes, she stuffed her finger into her mouth...



o____________@!

IT WAS PUDDING! CHOCOLATE PUDDING!

Would it be alright if she just ate her way through the bucket until she found her egg?

Ugg...certainly not a nice feeling.

Simon was seriously reconsidering his thoughts on gloves at the moment as he searched for whatever may or may not be hiding in the murky liquid. Too late now he supposed seeing as he was already wrist deep and nothing had come up.

In for a penny...in for a pound.

The sixth year dunked his hand and now arm a little further, making sure to move around the inside edge of the bucket to be absolulely sure. A part of him glad it didn't smell and only make things worse. Finally Simon gave up pretty sure there was nothing inside.

"So much for tracking the egg," he mused quietly debating his next choice.

Pulling her last bucket toward her Emily held her breath- she knew it was odourless, but it was merely a habbit.

This is it, the last one! she thought franticaly as she plunged her gloved hand into the bucket. Again in was mushy and lumpy... quite lumpy.

OOoohhh!!! what was this?!!! thought Emily as she felt something small and roundish, sort of squishy but with good resilient.

Pulling it out of the nasty poopy substance Emily saw that it was a bezoar.

"Oohh I found a bezoar!" she said excitedly.

At least now she could remove her gloves and wash her hands- just because.
Having found both the bezoar and the egg-intact lifted Emily's spirits.

With the smell of the poop still in his nostrils, and his gloves coated in a brown layer, with what Patroclus could only amuse was grass in it, the Prefect sunk his hands into the next bucket; the orange one!


Deciding to try a new approach, Patroclus began to lift handfuls of the poop out of the bucket, and plopped them down onto the bench, where he then sifted through the brown goo, to locate his egg!

But handful after handful, brought up nothing!

It seemed that Patroclus was doomed to spend his life either egg-less, or up to his arms in poop!


But then, he felt something........something hard and rough, not at all like an egg, but a similar shape.........what was it?

Pulling it out he tried to brush off the pooop, but he squeezed to hard and PING off it shot like a rocket!

After a few moments, K-Lee felt something hard in her fingers.

An egg? Nope. Just a clump of it that felt like an egg. Pout. Next bucket then.

Hehe.

Destiny totally caught that little Gryffie girl shove her fingers in her mouth. And if she wasn't so disgusted, she would have pointed and laughed at her. But no, it was too gross, disgusting, revolting, sickening, nauseating, and so many other words. She'd just pretend she didn't see anything.

And she made a mental note not to eat her cookies.

Pulling her next GREEN bucket closer, Destiny didn't hesitate to shave her gloved hand inside. Why wait? The faster she found the egg, the faster she could go and wash her hand a million times. Because that is what she planned on doing.

Digging to the bottom, her eyes widened just a bit when she felt something. She HOPED it wasn't another hard clump of poo. Two in one day? She wouldn't even bother looking for her egg. With her fingers tightening around the..thing, she pulled it up and..

HUZZAH!

It wasn't her egg and it wasn't hard poo. It was a bezoar!

Perhaps she should shove it down that little Gryffie's throat? She ate POO!

This time K-Lee pulled the goat droppings closer to her. Relucant, K-Lee pushed her hand into the droppings, nose wrinkling as the squishy poop squished.

Eugchy! Euuugggghghhh! K-Lee almost hated this more than the cow manure. She started to search for her egg in it, hand being careful yet again.

Destiny was still disgusted over that Gryffie girl. She knew Gryffindor's were the brave sort, but that was just too brave. Really, she should get some type of award for it..if it weren't do gross and all those other words. And she really needed to stop thinking about it. It would give her nightmares.

So, pushing her bucket away, the one that she had found the bezoar in, she pulled the next GREEN bucket closer. She didn't know if her egg was in there, but she was hoping.

Fingers crossed, Destiny plopped her hand inside the bucket, digger deeper and deeper, trying to find her egg. It took a good searching, but it seemed she had finally come across something. Something roundish in shape and quite smooth.

Hmm.

HMM.

Making sure she had a grip not too tight around it, she pulled it up and..it was brown. How was she supposed to know if it was her kitty egg or not!? HOW!? Using her free hand, she used her thumb to wipe some of the brown stuff away only to see..kitty ears! Followed by the rest of the kitty face and at the very bottom, her name!

"I'VE DONE IT!"

Destiny was just a bit excited.

Now that her glove was thoroughly disgusting, yet her egg was safe, she placed the egg on the table, making sure it stopped moving first before...taking off the glove. That, was just, disgusting. BEYOND disgusting. It...she didn't know what it was. IT.

Letting the glove flop onto the table in front of her three buckets, she stared at the egg for a moment or so before glancing around. Well, she found the egg. Now what? The professor...

She had said something about 'each thing' right? If she remember correctly that is. 'Each thing that you retrieve...' There was more than one thing in these...things? What else was in there!? Evelyn was going to just stop altogether since she got what she was looking for, however, now she was curious. As disgusting as it was, what else was in there? Huh, what if it was like...random galleons or something. That could be possible right? A galleon being stuck somewhere in here?

Glancing up, she raised a brow at Destiny's rather excited attitude before...what. O______________O!! What did Cookie Girl DOOOOOOO?!?! Actually, Evelyn had no idea, but everyone's hands should not be that close to their face!

Grimacing and cringing and shuddering and...gagging silently...Evelyn used her other hand to...to stick it in the second bucket. She didn't want to know what it was. It was gross, and felt different then the first bucket, and...and just ew. Ewwww.

Relieved to know that she was now digging through pudding, a smile appeared on Kurumi's face as she continued to search for her egg.

She was suddenly reminded of her first baking toy she received as a child. It had involved a giant bucket that you mixed pudding mix into and then allowed it to set. The result was a GIANT pudding. There was even a little song that went along with it. "Pudding pudding....pudding pudding...sugoku DEKAI! Pudding pudding," she hummed as she continued to search through the chocolate pudding - taking a few licks from her figures every now and again.

After a few rounds of singing the pudding song, Kurumi felt something hard in the bucket and she slowly pulled it out. It was hard to tell what it was due to all the chocolate pudding covering it, but as she used her have to gently wipe some of it away, she saw an eyeball and eventually her name.

Phew. She was glad to be done. Could all the poop go away now?

"Professor Saylen, what do we do with our egg and bezoar when we are done?"

Chasing after the rolling poo ball, would have been a very fun sight for anyone that was watching Patroclus.

As the unidentified flying object continued to roll away from his, the Lion Prefect decided that the only way to stop it was to dive!

So dive he did, with a great lunge, the LionBoy took flight and came crashing down onto the poop covered thing, like a lion pouncing on its prey!

With the item in his hand, he began to slowly wipe off the excess poop, this time being very careful to hold on to it with only the lightest touch. And as the layers of excreatment began to wipe away he noticed that thought it was was not his egg, it was still very precious, for it was a Bezoar!

A bezoar as found in the stomach of a goat......this time it wasn't in the stomach, it was in the droppings!

One Bucket left, and one egg to find, he had it cornered now!

Arya was GLAD that she gave the egg its own name, because she didn't want something with her name on it at the bottom of a bucket filled with cow or goat poo. She really should have looked at her bucket's color before placing the egg at the bottom.

At least they couldn't smell the stuff.

Making sure the gloves were tight and secure on her arms, she slowly sunk one hand into her red bucket. Making a face the entire time her hand carefully moved through the gunk.

Disgusting.

Feeling around in the goat droppings was not the best thing to be doing after she had just eaten, and right now Emily was feeling sick.
Holding her breath (even though she couldn't smell anything) she rummaged around in the poo until she felt something hard hit the side of her hand.
"I really hope that's my egg." she said to herself and put her hand around it.
As she took it out she realised it was a bezoar. Normally she would be happy for earning points, but the task in which she had earned them wasn't something to be happy about.
Flicking some remaining dropings off it she placed it next to her and turned to the bucket she had been dreading most... cow manure. At least she knew her egg must be in that one - just her luck!

What now? The cow manure?

Savannah frowned unhappily. She once again put her hands in the cow manure bucket, the only one she hasn't touched yet. The egg HAS to be in here. HAS TO!

She held up her head so she doesn't have to smell the horrible smell of cow poop, and clenched her teeth in disgust. What was the point of this class? Besides house points? But Savannah didn't show any negatives on her faces, just the face when you see when that someone smells something really horrible.

Where's the egg? Where's the egg??!!??!! It has to be here! But where on Earch is it? Not in this bucket! Savannah chuckled silently at her own joke.

But seriously, it has to be in this bucket! She was pretty sure it's not in the chocolate pudding, and the professor said it couldn't be in the goat droppings. So...where could it be?

In this bucket? Savannah tried again to find her egg in her bucket, and dizzier and dizzier she felt by the terrible smell of animal manure that's filling the room. Agh...

Belle heard the instructions and felt safer to go into a bucket with chocolate pudding. She stuck her hand in and was feeling around, the pudding was really thick and she was tempted to lick her fingers but it is an unwise decision. She felt around for an egg, she felt a tip of it. It was smooth and seemed hard. It was an egg. YES!, she cautiously went to retrieve it. She had the all the pudding in her hands but did reveal the egg to the professor. It had her name on it!

Simon had no way of knowing which of the two remaining buckets held his egg or anything else for that matter or what was the liquid filling them either. So the choice of which to check next was a bit hard but finally he opted for the left one, digging his hand slowly into the warm liquid.

Trust me to pick the icky ones, he mused to himself with a slight groan as he continued to search for whatever he could find within the bucket's depth. His fingers brushed against something but with the thickness it was hard to decipher if it was something worthwhile or just more of the same.

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!"

Pulling up her gloves again, Emily pushed her hand into the manure. It was... not what she had expected. But when hed she ever expected to put her hand in some cow manure?
She moved her hand round, mixing it as she did, it was so gross, but she could still not feel anything.
'I carn't find it.' The horror struck her with all it's force. 'But it should be in this one!'
She kept moving her hand around, searching for the missing egg. She was getting desperate now. Don't say she'd put her hands in animal poo for nothing!