"And I'm not gonna let some stupid planks of wood tell me how to run my life! It's time to uproot our oppressors!" Pinkie shouted, barreling up to the barricaded doorway and yanking with all her might. A few boards managed to crack and tear away, but most still firmly stuck to their post.
"Come on now Pinkie, this here place is clearly not meant fer visitors," AJ sighed, strutting up in preparation of dragging away her delusional friend.
"Yes Daring, it's not any sort of place people like us are needed if it's all shut down," Rarity added, leaning close to a rail and getting an eyeful of just how much dust was clinging to the factory's exterior area.
"No! I want my chocolatey treats! Lemme go AJ! Nnrggh! Gah!" Pinkie grumbled and gasped, feeling her body unhinged from the nailed planks. Through the thrashing of her limbs, she accidentally bumped the doorbell, ringing out a set of pleasant chimes. As the last few notes rang out, a slot in the door opened, revealing a leering set of eyes.
"State your business!"
"Hi! I'm Pinkie Pie! I'm here for the tour? It said so on my Ticket, see?" Pinkie wriggled from her friend's grasp to show off her glittering slip. The eyes flitted through the words before speaking again.
"I see. Just a moment..." The sounds of locks and gears whirring echoed from inside before the door slowly creaked open, a purple-gloved hand waving the girls inside.
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