This is how R5 repairs the damage and landing at Equestraba in My Little Pony Transformers: The Phantom Menace.
[We then see the ship trying to get past the blockade]
Captain Planet: We're not gonna get past this blockade!
Ryan F-Freeman: Solus? You think we will make it?
Solus Prime: I do.
[One of the blasts hits the shield generator on the ship]
Kaos: My lady. It's impossible to find the ship. It's out of our range.
Nightmare Moon: Not for a Sith.
[Vanitas appears in the hologram and crosses his arms]
Nightmare Moon: This is my apprentice. Vanitas. He will find your lost ship.
[We then see Solus, Flash, Jar Jar, and R5 heading into a junk shop]
General Grievous: How can I help you?
Solus Prime: I need parts for a J-type 327 Nubian.
General Grievous: Ah, yes! Nubian. We have lots of that. Girl, come here!
[Twilight comes in]
General Grievous: Keep these people company while I help this fine lady.
Twilight Sparkle: Yes, sir.
General Grievous: Now, what parts can I get for you?
Solus Prime: My droid has a readout of what I need.
General Grievous: So, let me take thee out back, huh? We'll find what you need.
[Grievous, Solus, and R5 head outside]
[We then see the others waiting]
Twilight Sparkle: So what's your name.
Flash Sentry: Flash Sentry.
Twilight Sparkle: Twilight Sparkle.
Flash Sentry: Nice to meet you.
Twilight Sparkle: Nice to meet you too.
General Grievous: This is what you're looking for, I believe. How much do you have?
Solus Prime: Do you take Republic credits?
General Grievous: Republic credits? Republic credits are no good out here. I need something more real.
Solus Prime: I don't have anything else, but credits will do fine.
General Grievous: No they won't.
Solus Prime: But credits will do.
General Grievous: No they won't! What? You think you're some kind of Jedi, waving your hand around like that? I'm a cyborg. Mind tricks don't work on me. Only money. No money, no parts, no deal! And no one else has a bargain as great as do for these parts.
[Solus then leaves]
[Cut back to the others]
[Solus and the others leave]
[Grievous then turns to Twilight]
General Grievous: Outlanders. They think we know nothing.
Twilight Sparkle: They need help.
General Grievous: Go home.
Twilight Sparkle: Yippee.