The yellow robozoom floated comfortably up and down in front of the cage.
"You know, if we hadn't met under such unfortunate circumstances, we could have been friends. We are very much alike. I might even have invited you into my little business," he said.
"I'm not like you anymore," the green robozoom whispered.
"Well, you may be right. You're limping, sitting in a cage, and soon my business partner, the robowitch from the forest, will take you and the others away to melt your metal out. Do you know how much money a robozoom is worth? You'd be surprised," said the yellow one.
At that moment, the green robozoom slowly approached the bars and said thoughtfully.
"You know, I wonder what your robowitch would think if she found you in this cage instead of us."
"What are you talking about? It seems that device has completely fried your processor," the yellow one laughed, but the other went on.
"I bet your robowitch didn't tell you that a real Hover-Hacker not only shuts down your hover engine but also hacks it. Over a hacked engine, anyone with the necessary software can take control. Guess if I have such a program?"