Windy Whistles: I'm sorry those girls were so mean.
Rainbow Dash: They didn't just call me a boy. They wouldn't sit with me at lunch. No one talked to me at recess.
Windy Whistles: Aw, baby...
Rainbow Dash: Somebody crossed out "Rainbow Dash" in my notebook and wrote "Rainbow Blitz."
Windy Whistles: Well, if that's what they're like, maybe you don't want them as friends.
Rainbow Dash: I don't think I want to play baseball anymore....
Windy Whistles: If that's what you want, it's your decision.
(Windy’s cell-phone rings)
Pear Butter: I heard your daughter's playing baseball!
Windy Whistles: Hey, Pear
Pear Butter: What were you thinking?
Windy Whistles: Excuse me?
Pear Butter: My Big Mac’s on that team! Baseball's for boys!
Windy Whistles: Says who?
Pear Butter: Says everyone. It's not ladylike! (Turns around and saw Big Mac taking some pudding) SAVE SOME PUDDING FOR YOUR FATHER!
Pear Butter: Okay, where was I?
Windy Whistles: You were telling me what was ladylike and then yelled at your son like a dock foreman?
Pear Butter: Listen, I'm just doing you a favor. The other moms on the team are starting to talk.
Windy Whistles: Well, maybe the other moms need to mind their own business!
Pear Butter: Come on, Windy. Isn't one weird kid in your family enough? (Talking about Scootaloo) You going for a record?
(Windy slams her phone on the table, ending the call)
Windy Whistles: You're playing baseball!
Rainbow Dash: But you said it was my decision?
Windy Whistles: It is! And you're playing! (Gets up and walks away)
Inspired From: Young Sheldon, Season 3, Episode 7
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