That night, Toby felt a lot better after his very busy day.
"I've learned something today." He said. "I know now that the Fat Controller will never ever put a steamie out of work."
However, none of the engines acknowledged what Toby actually said.
James was bragging to his younger brother Percy about his shiny new coat of paint.
"Look at my new repaint Percy!" James boasted. "It's lovely and shiny- not to mention a handsome shade of red!"
"You better not mess it up James." his little brother advised, which made James very cross indeed.
"I know that!" He snapped.
Toby sighed. He didn't want an argument to break out- or else he'd never get to share his news about today, so he decided to step in quickly before things got out of hand.
"Well James, I'm sure you wouldn't mess it up." He said.
"Ha!" James retorted to Percy, who just scowled at the red engine.
"What's more, I think your red paint stands out more than ever before James." Toby added.
"That, my dear Toby, is called dazzle. Here, how's your day been?" He asked politely, seeing as the old tram engine had been nice about his paint.
"Well," replied Toby. "Where to begin?"