Fiesta propped himself up with his front legs and dragged his hind legs forward, giving him enough leverage to pick his embarrassed body off the ground. He dusted off the dirt and thought to himself, "Well, at least no one saw me." He then turned around and saw something not too far away. He cringed...

Fiesta trotted along, shaking the festive threads that made up his tail. It had been a long time since he met any new Serians, and it was this fact that called for a Fiesta of the grandest kind. He could hear the Mariachi band play in his head and he hummed along beating out rhythms with his hooves...