Word Bug

Ahem, inspiration:



Twilight struggled against the ropes, but with a horn-blocker ring on her horn, she couldn't bring her powerful magic to bear. "Why are you doing this?"



A tiny little Cheeriflea climbed up on Twilight's snout. "You need to raise your hoof before you can ask a question."



"But you have tied me up; I can't raise my hooves." She squirmed again, the ropes seeming to pull tighter as she did. It was then a loop of rope was wrapped around her muzzle, binding it closed.



Forming the rope into a makeshift bridle, the little Cheerifleas had their subject secured. "Now!" One of them gestured to the blackboard that filled Twilight's vision. "Let's start with the alphabet, such a cute little filly needs to learn her letters before she can write properly."