The little colt was enveloped in tingly magic, and promptly lifted from his perch.

*CHUNK*

His perch just as promptly receded into the floor and vanished beneath the tiles.

From above Gwyn's head, a panel in the ceiling receded to reveal a rubber-band ball. And not just any rubber band ball; quite possibly the biggest one of its kind in all of Equestria. At least a pony-length wide, thousands of technicolor bands spanning its surface, and just big enough to span the whole width of the aisle. Protective shields flew up on all the model sculptures. No sense in wasting all that artistry due to a trap. With a great rumbling sound, it started to slowly roll down and out of its perch, directly above the plum mare.

Gwyn really needed to read those Daring Do novels at some point.

Garion tried to crane his neck to see what all the fuss was about, but alas, he just couldn't quite catch a glimpse of it while upside-down.