Peppa: *brings in some jars of Play-Doh* Here's your Play-Doh, Madame Gaze... *slips over on a banana peel* WOAH!!!
[Play-Doh splatters all over Peppa]
Madame Gazelle: Be more careful next time, Peppa. Now, take the compost out to the chickens. *gives Peppa compost*
Peppa: Okay! *takes compost to the chickens*
[The chickens chase Peppa]
Peppa: *drops compost* AAARGH!!! THESE CHICKENS WON'T STOP CHASING MEEE!!! *gets inside the playgroup* Phew! Wait a minute. The chickens got inside the playgroup building! ARGH!!! *runs around the playgroup*
Emily: Madame Gazelle?
Madame Gazelle: Yes, Emily, dear?
Emily: Why did you hire Peppa to do those jobs? Clearly she's the clumsiest pig in the world.
Lisa: I agree.
Brianna: Even more.
Rebecca: Peppa, the only reason you make these mistakes is a natural result in not being touched by an angel.
Peppa: Well, why aren't I being touched by an angel?
Rebecca: Because you're not being nice to Emily.
Madame Gazelle: *rings bell* Home time!
[The parents arrive]
Mummy Pig: Time to go home, Peppa!
[Peppa & Mummy Pig get into the car]
Mummy Pig: *starts the car*
Peppa: Mum, Rebecca said that the reason I'm always failing is because I'm not being touched by an angel due to not being nice to Emily.
Mummy Pig: You're not always failing! You're just having accidents!
Peppa: You're right. I don't think angels would like Emily. She's so snobby, isn't African and we're lucky she's missing her tusks.
The next day......
Rebecca: See, Peppa? You've got to be nice to Emily.
Peppa: But she isn't nice to me.
Emily: I could eat and eat and eat and not gain an ounce, unlike some people around here. *glares at Suzy*
Danny: *scowls Emily*
Rebecca: Well, I guess she doesn't have any good qualities herself.