[Usually, Hajime ignores the sounds of the drone child feeding the drone dog in the mornings. They both annoy him. But this morning, he realizes he's hearing a confused small voice speaking back to the drone child.

He sticks his head out the back door to get a better look at the situation and is surprised to see a tiny pony out there in the dog's place. At least he's seen some of Mayfield's other resident ponies so he's not terribly confused, but this one is so much smaller, it worries him. Nothing that tiny and vulnerable needs to be in this house. He calls out to the drone child, irritation evident in his voice. Stop hassling the frightened pony, kid.]

Hey! Get inside and clean your room, right this instant!

But Daaaaaaad, I was feeding Apple Bloom!

Room. Clean. Now. Or else.

[Really, Hajime's not properly processing the way he must be coming off to the frightened pony that has no idea what's going on as the drone child sullenly trudges off for a bit of unnecessary room-cleaning.

Hajime turns to look curiously at Apple Bloom. He's not saying anything, choosing instead to let the tiny pony try to get her bearings.]