Though it is quite an embarrassing thought as to who might be watching him in his little antic; all for this one little experiment that may very well be the moment of truth for his potential patent. His cheeks would turn red, but only slightly. At the same time, a slight laugh emits from the truly strange pony from the thrill of the all-too-short event about to occur. A thrill that will last him all the while as he continues his dash across the rooftop, planning to carefully leap his way up to that one giant cupcake at the top of the building to maximize his granted height for this one small test that will land him either in safety, or within the care of the nurse of Ponyville's local hospital. All the while during the tumbling pegasus's sharp descent. The very abrupt sequence on her part has caused a thud in her landing that startles the young stallion to the point of losing all concentration, as he was nearly complete in his scale of the enormous cupcake shape on the building with his continued momentum to where he found himself not even an inch before his objective height on the curved top of the structure just under the candles, as his hooves slip on the smooth surface of the giant model, and in an instant is lost in balance and is sent tumbling down the front side, and the way he bumped the structure was enough to send him at an angle that would land him just before the stairs of Sugarcube Corner's main entrance. He yells out briefly as his natural fear of injury sweeps him, and the dose of secreted epinephrine can be felt flowing through his system. In remembrance of what he came here to do, this emergency situation is perfect for this one test. In a short reaction before he meets his possible doom, his forelimbs reach for the dangling strings fluttering about as he falls, as everything around him seems to slow down only for this single moment as he acts before even thinking... His hooves reach through the loops of the strings successfully, but as moves his forelimbs in such a way to tug on them, he winds up arranging them in a sort of X across his chest instead of spreading them out to give a proper tug... With this one failure in action, the contents of his backpack fail to deploy with the insufficient tug. As such, the stallion continues his plummet toward the ground that will end in mere seconds with a large thud.