The fell on his beak, and made a teeth clatter and just stayed where he was for the next hour. Eventually, Sunset, his beloved owner, will save him from this predicament, of balancing on his head, while mostly leaning on his beak. His tail acted as a counter weight, keeping the stupid loaf of fluff on his head, before it slowly started making him balance perfectly. Sunset walked past the platypus; she was leaving him on his head as a punishment for eating her textbook, and her homework. And her bread.