A maniacal laugh sounded throughout Apollo Victoria. Soon after, a sound of crashing metal against metal followed. Belle quickly exited the roundhouse with Poppa close behind. "Rockies!" he called back into the house. Soon three boxcars appeared. "CB's wrecked again," the old steamer went on to say. "I would like you three to go get him and take him to Meg for any repairs he may need." Rocky One nodded and motioned for his brothers to follow him. As they went off, Poppa gave a sigh and turned to Belle. "I suppose I better get ready to speak with control," he said shaking his head.

CB, battered and bruised, hid in the bushes. His deep blue eyes wild. He watched as Wrench and another repair truck helped the coaches and engine. All of a sudden, the caboose let out a cry of "Eep!" as someone grabbed his shoulders. "You're comin' with us caboose," Rocky One said. "I ain't goin' nowhere!" CB shot back struggling as best he could. Rocky One glared at him. "Poppa told us to come an' get ya. We gotta take ya to Meg." CB shook his head. "I'm FINE!! I. Don't. Need. Repair!" Rocky One then spoke to his brothers. "Two, grab his feet! Three, go head of us an' open any doors that may be in the way! I got his shoulders, let's go!" With another cry of protest from CB, they were on their way.

Meg had been awake before CB's wreck. However, the sound of it still made her jump. Even without hearing the laughter like Poppa and Belle had, the older repair truck was ready for the steamer's phone call. The Rockies should be there shortly," Poppa told her. "Even if CB gave them trouble."

"All right Poppa," Meg replied. "I'll be expecting him. Good luck with Control." Poppa gave a sigh and hung up.

The repair truck shook her head. She loved CB just as much as Poppa and Belle did. After all, she had been repairing him since he was a trainlet. However, as much as she loved him, Meg didn't see why Poppa wouldn't just let Control transfer CB and let him move on. She then heard a knock on the door and went to answer it. It was the Rockies and CB. The caboose still struggled. "Bring him in," the repair truck said with a sigh. The Rockies did so, laying him in a chair. They left soon afterwards. The older repair truck looked at CB and shook her head. "I don't need your help!" the caboose automatically shot out. "Don't give me trouble CB," came her reply. She took out her tools and started to repair him. CB pulled away from her. Meg gave the caboose a 'Look' and gently pulled him back over to her. He crossed his arms. Meg continued her work. Every once in a while, CB would attempt to pull away but Meg wouldn't allow that. After some time, CB was repaired and Meg was polishing him. "There now, isn't that better?" she asked. CB didn't say a word and Meg gave a final sigh before sending the caboose on his way.