When the programmes saw the yellow robozoom, they all gathered around him.
"Oh dear yellow robozoom, we've been thirsty for days, please quench our thirst!" they begged.
But the robozoom didn't quench their thirst. He did not like the programmes and the bit children, considered them to be freeloaders. He kicked the two web browsers so hard that they ran away whimpering. He chased the word processors until they dropped all the half-finished pages from their fur, leaving them bare. But even that wasn't enough for the yellow robozoom. He turned on his screaming siren and frightened the banking applications. Some of them got so scared that they froze and fell from the branches in a faint. The yellow robozoom had a good laugh at this, then, satisfied with his actions, he moved on.