"Thank you," Tibi said softly as he accepted the box from the professor, listening carefully. When the man finished speaking, Tiberius scampered over to the worktable, anxious to get started. Resting the broom carefully on the table, he turned to the care kit and opened it slowly.

Reaching over and extracting the tail twig clippers carefully, Tiberius turned to face Vindictus and awaited further instruction.

Miles looked at Dylan with a frown as he felt Dylan punch his arm, "Feel threatened?" He said with a smirk. "Perhaps because I have the brains AND don't mind getting myself a little dirty. Girls do like boys who like to get their hands a bit dirty. Perhaps instead of riding on your cousin's coat tails you could do some work for once. Maybe you'll be able to keep a girlfriend." He looked a bit smug as he said it as he had Fia back and Dylan's charms seemed not to work on her at all.

"I have brains," Dylan frowned. "Riding Marco's? Now that is a laugh. At least I am not riding on a name. I intend to make my own name. Not use someone elses." He chuckled, "How do you know I haven't got one? I just don't go around bragging like some people." This guy needed to shut up. Ruining Dylan's fingers was a horrible idea.

"AHEM!"

Vindictus shot a frown at Miles and Dylan. "SOOO . . . now that you found the tail twig clippers, the first step in tuning up your broom is to work on the tail twigs. I've already done the messy part of cleaning the tail twigs in a bucket of solution and allowing them to dry."

He walked over to the broom rack and retrieved a broom who's twigs looked like they'd been used to smash an army of spiders. Ends of the twigs were ragged and poking in different directions. Vindictus slowly walked by each table so that the students could see the poor condition of the broom.

"This is what happens when you don't trim the tail twigs. Sad, isn't it. Fly on this thing and the butterflies will beat you." He smiled and pointed to a broom leaning by the fire. It looked like it got caught in a Muggle machine that gnawed off it's tail. "And that's what happens when you get carried away with those clippers. Destroy the tail and you've killed the broom."

"Take your clippers and gently clip the raggedy ends off each of the tail twigs. When you do this with great care, you will still maintain the speed and shape of the tail. Please keep your voices low while you work and hair cutting is not allowed!"

Nina was a little nervous about messing up. But as long as she cut off as little as possible, she'd be good. After all, you can always cut more off but you can't put more back. Or perhaps you can. This is the magical world after all. That she can forget that while clipping flying broom tails amazed her. There was her blonde coming out. Anyway, she took the scissors and cut off the raggedy ends piece by piece. This is a little like cutting off your split ends. Nina looked down at her hair. Her split ends could use a trim. But remembering what the teacher said, she refrained. She'll deal with those later. And she set back to clipping the tail ends.

Miles' jaw clamped shut and he glared at Dylan. Was he talking about.... How did he know? Not letting it bother him he shrugged it off, "Well technically everyone has someone else's name. For example you have your father's last name much as I have mine and Livvy here has hers." There....yes he was fishing. He laughed at Dylan's question and shook his head, "So how is Brody...I mean Gold I mean...wait who are you with now?" he said with a challenging smirk.

His attention was caught by someone clearing their throat and he looked up to find Vindictus looking at them. Looking back at Dylan he frowned and grabbed his clippers. He'd work on the broom. Ignore the moron sitting next to him. Broom. Broom. Broom. Pulling the broom closer he brought the clippers to the tail twigs and gently began trimming the ragged twigs. Where was Fi when he needed her?

Kellen was not assured by Sabel's words. Or the fact that Ian was on the other side of him. His Ravenclaw mind was getting ahead of him and he was picturing disaster.

He made himself pay attention to Vindictus, beginning to work on the tail of his broom as carefully as possible. Not easy to do with clumsy-dee and clumsy-dumb flanking him.

Least to say, Sabel was rather surprised at the damage the tiny, tweaser like contraptions could do. He supposed it was similar to damaging the tack used in horseback riding; a bad cut could spell a nasty end for the rider. Best to cut well then, even though the Professor would more than likely be looking over their work to make sure some poor student wouldn't be getting a nasty surprise next time they went to fly.

Trailing his fingers over the ends of the twigs, Sabel set to work triming each one to an even length. Despite the cutters being sharp, it was still an effort to make a clean slice without snapping the twig a couple centimeters from the joining point of the wood and metal.

Herminny chuckled wondering why he even had to say the last part but whatever. She picked up a pair of clippers and carefully started clipping tail twig ends of her broom with as much percission as she could manage.

Fia was working in a deep dark corner, almost nonexistent to classmates until she heard that Professor V wanted them to trim the tail of the brooms. It was at that moment that her ears gave a sudden twitch towards two familiar voices that were speaking rather harshly to one another.

Miles and Dylan.

Gracefully she moved towards the boys with tiny little steps, her fingers using the snips to lightly...trim...the....edges. SNIP!

"Miles," she whispered loudly, giving the boy a stern look as if to say HUSH! She then followed her loud whisper by a "shhhhh", turning her eyes towards Dylan and SNIPPING another part of the broom.

Eww. Destiny did not want that crazy twiggy broom near her. Them twigs could seriously poke someone's eye out. Good thing she was wearing glasses.

Leaning over the broom in front of her, Destiny started clipping away at the twigs. Did broom makers have to do all this too? If they did, she would never ever become one of them.

Destiny was sooo glad she bought that cat instead of a broom now.

Listening to the professor she began to take her job very seriously, like she would cleaning horse tack. Turning to her broom she gently ran her hands over it before she began carefully cliping the tail ends.

Right. No pressure. Don't do enough, and it flies bad. Too much? Won't fly at all.

Tiberius took a deep breath as he took the sharp instrument to the broom. Hovering over a twig that was clearly out of place, Tiberius applied a little bit of pressure annnnnd, SNIP, off it came. Exhaling, he looked over the broom for another obvious piece to trim. Ah, there was one, jutting out from the tail at practically a right angle.

Hover hover hover, SNIP.

Tiberius smiled. That wasn't so bad. Feeling a little more confident, he set to trimming all the super obvious pieces. Hopefully that would be enough to start.

Vindictus was walking around the shed so that he could watch (and help, if needed) the work in progress. Then he came up behind Fia.

"Why are we 'shhushing', Fia? Is there a mouse you're trying not to frighten?" he joked and looked under the table. "No mouse, but you almost clipped your sleeve on that last snip."

Then he moved on. "Keep on trimming and its okay to talk while you work."

So when would they be getting wet or covered in soap and stuff? That was bound to happen, right? Since this was Broom Care class or whatever, they'd have to clean the brooms, correct? Would be nice if he got covered in water and soap, too.

That way, Ian would not have to shower later.

Ian mulled over this with a rather blank expression on his face, as he plucked off the raggedy ends of the broomstick's tail. If it were up to him, the broom would stay just like it was; really, the slower the thing was, the better.

Miles looked up as he heard a very much needed and familiar voice. Moving closer to Livvy and FARRRRRRRRRRRR away from Dylan he made room for her to sit down with a smile, "What?" He said pretending to be innocent. He wasn't doing anything. Looking past Fia at Dylan he looked smug and then grabbed Fia's hand, "Come on sit down. Unless you want to stand there all class?"

It was so quiet in here you could hear a pin drop. Creepy quiet. Yet he hadn't heard the professor say they HAD to be quiet.

Marie watched as the tables appeared. She put her broom on a table then opened the box with the broom care supplies in it. After carefully taking out the tail twig clippers she set the box on the table and listened to the professor give the next instructions.

Looking at the broom in front of her she notices several tail twigs that look ragged. 'Rats, and I thought I grabbed a good broom, one that wouldn't need much care' she thought. Looking around she sees some of the other students starting to clip the tail twigs on their brooms.
Taking a deep breath she carefully trims the first twig making sure not to cut it too short. Satisfied that she did it right she continued trimming the twigs on her broom.

CUE RED CHEEKS! Fia closed her eyes as she heard the professor walk up to her. NOW she was embarrassed andddd in front of the quidditch professor none the less. LIKE he was the COOLEST of all professors and the ONE THING she wanted to make sure was to BEHAVE in his class.

She lost cool points....

"Oh...umm...yes sir." YUP! She surely told him...huh? Her head lowered as if she were trying to take the spotlight off of her for a moment, hoping that it would move to someone else.

And then Miles spoke...

Fia felt her hand being pulled towards her boyfriend and class interrupter at the moment. Her eyes glanced at Miles as he asked that ever so FAMOUS question...what. As if he didn't know what she was talking about. THAT question deserved the 'of all things you went there' look, the one where you just simply stare without emotions towards the person...as if he knows what her eyes were saying.

Kay watched Marie as she started to work on her broom. Marie looked afraid of the broom. "Hey, Your doing great, don't worry." She said smiling at Marie. She took her broom and put it on the table. "Just take your time and it while be fine." She hoped that Marie as still talking to her and if she was this class would be fun. She started clipping the ends of the broom. The one she picked out was out in the greatest of shapes.

Okay, so Evelyn was having a hard time keeping her mouth shut and not burst out laughing since the Professor seemed to not like that nickname. Which was a good thing in her eyes, him not liking it. Professor Vinny. That's what she thought of in Diagon Alley with Marcus. How could she forget that?!

Taking a few deep breathes, she listened to the Professor go on about...something, she didn't know since she was spacing out. Although, when everyone started to open their kits and taking out the twig clippers or whatever they were called and started fixing their brooms, she snapped out of it and started on her work. Pulling out the right tool thing that seemed to be what everyone chose, she slowly started on the...really messed up...broom.

Sniiiiiiip.

Snip. Snip.

Okay this was way more simple and easy than baking, that was for sure. At least this way she wouldn't be covered with PINK cake powder at the end...

Arya was enjoying herself so much that she had begun to wistle. She had grown up on doing lucid tasks such as these and she enjoyed them. Wistling had reminded her of grooming her horse with her big brother, she would have to remember to send him an owl after class. After finishing one side of the broom she turned it over and began on the opposite side.

"Looking good!" Vindictus called out as he continued to walk around the shed, observing the students at work. "Don't worry about the mess created by the clippings."

Mina looked at the tail of the broom in front of her. The tail did look like it had seen better days, but it wasn't at all as terrible as the other brooms. She lucked out, she guessed.

Leaning over the broom, she carefully began clipping the first twig. Checking to make sure it wasn't too short, she moved on to the next one.

Really, this wasn't as bad as some people made it sound.

Miles looked up as he heard Vindictus speaking to Fia and smirked as he saw her red cheeks. Biting his cheek hard he went back to his trimming of his broom and then smiled as she finally sat down beside him.

Seeing her look he rolled his eyes and shrugged. Dylan had been the one to start it not him. Grinning he winked at her and snipped another twig. "I wish I'd brought my broom but then again...I'd have nothing to do if I had."

'I take it he doesn't like the name Vinny.' Destiny giggled. She would have to pay a visit to Lawson and tell him he was wrong. He totally set them up.

Clip.Clip.Clip.Clip.Clip.

Destiny's fingers were starting to hurt. Couldn't they come up with an easier way to do this!?