Pipsqueak struggled to see where the sounds were coming from. Aww... Come on- I wanna see! He began to grow impatient as the older ponies blocked his path. Pipsqueak tried to hop upwards. The amount of air he could get was... quite pathetic. I hate being little... There's gotta be a way to get over there... His eyes locked onto a bench near the back of the crowd. He looked back towards the source of the music, noticing that the crowd of ponies grew more dense. Do I really want to...? He trotted over to the bench and climbed on top of it. This is gonna go really bad... He shook the uneasiness that came over him and climbed onto the back of the bench. He scanned the crowd to see what would be the best option.
Come on Pip... you can do this. He took a deep breath as he jumped onto the back of a stallion who was also stuck outside of the crowd. S-Sorry! He hopped off his back onto another stallion's. My bad! His small body wasn't TOO noticeable to those who he used as stepping stones. They either shook it off or gave him an irritated glare. Oops! He knew he had to keep moving or el- AGH!!! Without paying attention he dropped to the floor. His eyes open wide as he notices his bag drop at the hooves of a light brown stallion. NO! He turned around and noticed the crowd dancing just inches away from him. Pipsqueak was at the center of the crowd. He galloped towards the bag and skidded to a stop as he tried not to bump into anypony. He tried to reach for the bag, but he didn't want to get into anymore trouble than he could already be in. He once again looked back as he saw the crowd compress itself even more.
Help! He screamed out in absolute terror. He didn't know why he needed help or who would even hear him. He lied on the ground, covering his head with his forelegs. He used much of his energy to hold his tears back and the rest to tell himself that everything was going to be alright. I shouldn't have come here... I should've just gotten a cupcake and gone home!