She takes us up a staircase and to her old hotel room. Rarity stops and nervously laughs, “I just realized that we don’t have any of the keys and the doors are all locked, so, um…”
I roll my eyes. I really did have to do everything, didn’t I? “Okay ladies, stand back.”
They both stare at me. “What’s the plan? It’s locked.”
“Pony lockpicks.” I turn around and raise one of my back legs. How much force do I need to kick down a door? Hmm, maybe I should give it a gentle tap just to make sure I’m lined up correctly. “Okay girls, on three. One…” I jolt my leg to give the door a tap.
CRACK
I wince as I feel the doorframe give and the door slams inwards. Rarity frowns at me, “I thought you were going to do it on ‘three’.”