Thud!
Flash Sentry landed chest-first against the hilltop. His back-end tilted up, wobbled, then plopped down behind him.
Grass settled. Feathers fell. And then and only then did the sheer pain of his fall finally catch up to him.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu—" The teenager gnashed his aching horse teeth while his eyes clenched shut. "Cosby kids!" he cursed.
"You're getting better, Mr. Bard!" Derpy said cheerfully from a low-hanging cloud up above. "You didn't mimic an anvil that time!" She blushed while tapping her fetlocks bashfully together. "I know a thing or two about anvils..."
"Mrmmfff..." Flash hopped up to his hooves as soon as the stinging had passed. "Again!"
"Erm... Mr. Bard?" Derpy chuckled nervously out the side of her muzzle. "Maybe you should take a breather. Count muffins hopping over the fence—"
"No. No!" Flash flapped his wings, taking off from the disturbed soil. "That was just a warm-up! I've sooooooooooooo go this!"