They drew their specially made squirrel-sized hand guns from their holders and attempted to force open the door with their shoulders but their plan didn't work out well. Watson and Sherlock both fell backwards from the impact of hitting the door so hard.

"I think we should try a different approach."

"Excellent idea Watson, but what exactly is your idea of 'a different approach' because I don't see another way in." Sherlock said sarcastically.

"I do." Watson replied, pointing towards the square shaped piece of glass that was hanging wide open next to the door.

Sherlock grumbled at his partner as he leapt up onto the window sill and peered inside of the building. When he saw Steve and Fred - sitting on the counter of the abandoned pink and red themed donut shop - devouring all of the round shaped sweets, he looked as if he nearly had steam coming out of his ears.

"You do know that we are on a mission to save the whole world, don't you? Humanity's fate rests on our shoulders!" Sherlock exclaimed in anger.

"Sherlock, stop exaggerating." Watson said in exasperation, rolling his eyes.

"Fine, but we still have to get this mission done quickly. Let's go. NOW!" he ordered.

Steve and Fred got off the counter in a rush and quickly jumped out the window, scurrying after Sherlock as he stormed off back to where the trail was. Sherlock was not a squirrel you wanted to meet when he was angry.