By the time they reached the doors, Bonnie had found a new knife to use. It was heavier than the one she had before (though normal sized for a human), but she was able to flutter along holding it in both paws.

The doors. How were they going to block them. She looked back and forth between the door and the shelves, and then gave a happy flutter as she got an idea.

"I'll get them, kupo!" She flitted over to the shelving unit and wedged her knife in behind it. With a lot of flexing and pushing she started to work to tip it over. "Ngghhh! Move!"