 Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
"Ssort out that SMELL?!" Fletcher repeated quietly but with a definite tone of disbelief and disgust. Now that his ears had adjusted to the silence on this level, he could hear a certain rumble that must have been dragon snores...
Work fast, work silent... and... and Tumplin was assuming that he just knew how to use the clankers?! Fletcher's gaping face turned from staring at the goblin to the staring at an enormous pile of poo. It looked about as big as house from here and probably hadn't been shoveled in who knew how long... for the love of Merlin, were they saving the dragon dung for something OTHER than the torture of interns?!
During the time Fletcher took to look morosely at the bucket, pile of poo and one tool he had on his side, the goblin left. He turned around to complain and only caught Tumplin's last direction as she zoomed away.
Faaaaantastic. His first day of work and what did he get to do? Try not to tickle a sleeping dragon while he cleaned up after it.
Stomping over to the shovel and pail, Fletcher produced his wand and flicked it to get a pair of decent gloves. Hell no, he was not about to start on this task without some precautions. Next, he cast a charm that would at least... filter away some of the stench permeating this entire level. Slipping the gloves on, Fletcher sighed and grabbed the shovel.
Nothing else to do but get down to it... as quickly as possible, as Tunmplin said....
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