ZA-21 (right): (faux British accent) sigh. Lifeforms. Always never satisfied, aren't they?
ZY-91 (left): (ditto) They always waste everything to achieve their goals. Say, would you like some fizzy drinks, dear old chap?
ZA-21: (drinks, spits) Say, someone threw things at my dog and at my face. What is the matter?!
Applejack: You two better hand over my hat, or I'll kick the living components out of you!
ZA-21: Oh, it is her. That adorable exhibit from the Telegonian Zoo, a rather feisty one.
ZY-91: But we do not have hands, miss! We only have hooves, and our dog has paws and jaws — nonetheless we can shoot your eyes off if you want to kick us like a savage!
Dietrich (the dog): grrrr
Applejack: Ain't mattered to me, varmints. If y'all don't give me back my hat, I'll be coming down to bust your AIs to scrap junk!
ZY-91: My apologies. A friend gave it to me as a birthday present, without knowing where it came from, so we are not giving it back to you, pretty barbarian. (throws apple at AJ's head).
Applejack: Then you leave me no choice. Prepare to join your friend at the scrapyards! (jumps off the roof) Yee-haw!



(I also would like you to continue the story in the comments section. Will Applejack get her hat back? Or will the robots keep the hat, and run before Twilight will unleash her wrath upon them for hurting her friend? You decide, and you get a apple fritter muffin cupcake cookie!)