Wash groaned under his breath, slowly getting his hooves under him one leg at a time and, when he figured he'd gotten them all in the relatively correct places, pushing himself up. He wavered for a few seconds, adjusted placement, and stood a little more easily. Only then did he figure he could talk without keeling over. "Not your fault, and it's better than nothing."

Fluffy and Melody had partnered up a few yards away, quietly squeaking with laughter at their pony-person's predicament. He just looked funny like this. Wash's expression soured and he pointed an emphatic hoof at them, lowering it again when he overbalanced and nearly wound up on his face once more. "I'd like to see you try!"