We're sweet, but mean, and we're going to win,
because we're the Ferocious Fairies.
[cheering]
- I like that. - Rawr!
Hi. - OK, who are we?
What are we?
We are also magical.
We are the Gnome Riders.
Is this another one of your jokes?
Why would it be one of my jokes?
No, these are-- this is--
Gnome is like the N word.
- No, it's not. - Yeah, it is.
I just feel like you just don't know when to stop.
OK?
The name Gnome Riders to me is just offensive.
It's another jab at the little people community.
I don't know what Mika's thinking.
I have a mascot costume too.
And I was thinking since Christy, you aren't playing,
would you want to be the mascot?
No, that's OK.
You don't want to be a gnome?
No, thank you.
OK, so that's why you wanted her on your team,
because you wanted to dress up like a gnome
to be a little bitch.
No, because Christy and I are friends,
and I wanted her on my team.
Ah.
Gnome Riders on our t-shirt is not cool to begin with.
And now, asking Christy to be the mascot is just ridiculous.
This is what I think about your name.
- Oh, oh, - What?
Oh, oh,
That's rude.
Of course Jasmine is offended.
Right now, she is acting like one of her children.
It's just a shirt.
Now, grow up.
I will say that legit, Mika is a fan of gnomes.
She had gnomes throughout her wedding.
She loved gnomes.
And I would be more than happy to dress like a gnome.
I don't think it's offensive.
Then do it.
I will dress like a gnome.
I think this is a stupid thing to fight over,
and we should just play kickball.
Trying to put me in a gnome costume
is just amateur bull [bleep].
But I don't want to call Mike out
in front of my husband and daughter,
because I don't want to stoop down to her level.
So are you going to wear the shirt that you just stepped on?
I'm going to wear it to be a team player.
And I'm going to play with Autumn,
and we're going to have a good time.
Good. Thank you.
I"m glad.
What a good sport.
Oh, that hurt.
Sitting my ass down then stare at them.
Get off your stool, princess.
That's my name, Jasmine.
Everybody, real quick, real quick, rules.
So everybody basically understands how baseball works.
It's pretty much the same thing, except we're kicking a ball.
Couple of things different.
You can throw the ball at the person
running the bases to get them out,
just don't hit anybody in the head.
If you hit them in the head, that doesn't count.
They're still safe, but if you hit them in the body anywhere,
that counts as being out.
Does everybody understand? - Yes.
- Yes. - OK.
Let's do this.
Go, Autumn!
- Oh, yes! - Nice.
Oh, get that. Get that.
Catch it. Catch it.
Catch it. - Whoo!
Two outs.
Come on, Tara.
Bring 'em home, Tara. Bring 'em home.
Come on, Tara.
Come on!
No! No!
[inaudible]
- It's only fairy dust. - Oh!
[inaudible]
Out at second. Out at second.
One scores. - He hit my head.
He hit my head. - I hit your shoulder.
He hit my head.
He was standing on the base.
He hit my [bleep] head.
Come on, Tara.
Let's go to the booth for an instant replay.
[inaudible] foot was on second base when he caught the ball,
so it was forced out.
Hitting you in the face was just a bonus.
I'm ready to grab a giant flyswatter
and flatten this fairy out.
He didn't have to hit her.
He was already standing on the base.
No, he ran after me.
If you were watching, you would see that he ran after me.
So you're making rules for your team,
because your daughter's on it.
[bleep] cheaters.
But when he caught the ball, was his foot on the base?
What are you saying?
[inaudible]
[inaudible] fairies, so it's not fair.
Wife overruled. Wife overruled.
- Thank you. - Whoa.
Second, let's go.
Golly, people are cheating.
I don't want to hear Tara anymore.
Listening to Tara bitch about kickball
is worse than getting gastric sleeve surgery.
It's just a game, Tara.
Get over yourself.