Cool DownCool Down by SpotlightthePegasus
Thomas the Tank Engine & Friends Fan Fiction
Written by Matthew Gamble & Blake Hawkins
Trinity was a narrow gauge steam engine with cowcatchers belonging to the Anopha Quarry company, she takes the stones up to Ulfstead Castle, the Skarloey line and even Harwick which leaves to the Isle of Man, she enjoys puffing backwards and forwards all day long, one day she was waiting for trucks be filled up to take to Harwick, soon the trucks were filled and she was ready to go. When all of a sudden, a lorry raced by her.
"Rolling Stones! What was that?" gasped Trinity.
"It must be the Quarry's Steam Lorry" said her Driver. "Elizabeth, she doesn't stand for laziness, but goes by it the wrong way."
"Stop your dilly dallying" called Elizabeth. "You've got a lot of work to do." Trinity was offended.
"Excuse me" said Trinity. "But that was very rude, Miss Lorry."
"Well, if you want politeness out of me, you're g
Step by Step'Step by Step'Step by Step by Jonathan-Asiamah
Written by Jonathan Asiamah-Acheampong
It was the end of a busy day on the Island of Sodor. The Fat Controller arrived at Kirk Ronan with very important news.
FAT CONTROLLER: I have arranged two engines from Germany to help with the trucks and coaches. One will deal with the coaches and the other will deal with the passenger coaches.
ROSIE: What are the engines' names, sir?
FAT CONTROLLER: Fiona and Dave.
THOMAS: Oh. I can't wait to meet them.
STANLEY: Neither can I.
FAT CONTROLLER: Fiona and Dave will arrive at Brendam Docks tomorrow, so I would like you all to make them feel welcome.
STEPHEN: You can count on us, sir.
CHARLIE: We promise to be on out best behaviour.
MAVIS: I'll have to tell the Troublesome Trucks to behave as well.
FAT CONTROLLER: Good. Now, run along. You all have to get some sleep.
(WHISTLING AND HONKING)
THOMAS: I wonder what Fiona and Dave will like being on Sodor.
HENRY: I hope so too.
When morning came, the Sodor engines were waiting for Clementi
Old Iron and Rusty Gears Chapter 1Chapter 1 - Remembering The PastOld Iron and Rusty Gears Chapter 1 by GundamMech101
' When I first arrived and was placed on this here sidin' I hoped that I would be restored to steam someday, but after sittin' here on this sidin' for five years that hope had long faded away and I thought this would be where I would rust away into nothin' and be forgotten by history. I had never been so wrong in my entire life.'
It was a cool crisp morning, the morning sun had just started to shine through the treetops onto the dew covered grounds around the Northwest Railway Museum in Snoqualmie Washington. It was the start of April, the beautiful flowers planted in the flowerbeds in front of the museums main building were in full bloom and honey bees were flying around pollinating the flowers and gathering pollen to make their sweet honey. A mother robin was standing in the grass, looking for a thick juicy worm to take back to her hatchings for breakfast, but then quickly flew away as the sound purring engines and rubber tires filled the air as emplo
Old Iron and Rusty Gears Chapter 2Chapter 2 – A sooty situationOld Iron and Rusty Gears Chapter 2 by GundamMech101
Centralia, Washington – 1928
It was a warm, humid, misty mid summer morning on the Eastern Railway & Lumber Co.'s logging camp number three branch line. It was five o'clock in the morning and the engine's crews were out at the old two stall shed just starting to fire up their engines. Chris and Jack were just waking up as their fires were lit and the warmth of their fires flowed through their boilers.
Jack yawned as he woke up, " Morning Chris..."
" Mornin' Jack...how'd ya sleep last night?" Asked Chris sleepily as he started waking up.
" Eh...alright I guess...but their darn party kept me up a good bit of the night."
" Yeah same here..." Earlier that night the loggers were having a good ol' time in the mess hall celebrating a successful summer logging season, as from the start of summer till the end of mid summer was the busiest time on the line as orders for lumber came in from everywhere across the united states, and
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