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]

Ryan F-Freeman:

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.

[She leaves]