A blindfold, two pairs of hoofcuffs and enough rope to satisfy Applejack fell away, leaving Trixie entirely free.
Starlight had to bite her lip to keep from screaming in frustration.
For her part, Trixie at least looked apologetic. "Trixie is trying," she insisted. "She simply is so capable an escape artist that she cannot help but get out. It's a reflex!"
Rubbing her forehead, Starlight took a deep breath and counted to ten. "Alright. We'll try one more time but that's it." As she picked up the ropes to try again, she muttered to herself. "Spice things up my flank. That's the last time I take bedroom advice from Sunset."