Another Season 2 story rewrite, this time, it's "Pop Goes the Diesel" This is one of my favorite Thomas stories. Enjoy and comment.
Duck is very proud of being Great Western. He talks endlessly about it, but he works hard and makes everything go like clockwork.
It was a splendid day. The cars and coaches behaved well, and the passengers even stopped grumbling. But the engines didn't like having to bustle about.
"There are two ways of doing things." Duck told them, "the Great Western way, or the wrong way."
"WE KNOW ALREADY!" yelled the other engines.
The engines were glad when a visitor came. A big black engine with a pointy nose, moved slowly towards them.
Sir Topham Hatt introduced him.
"This is Diesel. I've rented him and have agreed to give him a trial. He needs to learn to behave himself. Please teach him Duck."
"Good morning." said Diesel in a strange, oily voice. "Pleased to meet you Duck. Is that James, Henry and Gordon?
"Yes." said Duck, "those are Sir Topham Hatt' famous engines.
"It's such an honor to meet such famous engines."
"Diesel has such great manners." murmured the other engines. "We're pleased to have him in our yard."
Duck crossly puffed away.
"Come on Duck!" said Diesel.
Duck didn't like being rushed.
"You're worthy to Sir Topham Hatt" said Duck.
Diesel looked hurt.
"Sir Topham Hatt says I need to behave. We diesels don't behave, cause we know everything there is to know. We are revolutionary."
Duck was cross.
"Why don't you collect my cars, while I fetch Gordon' coaches?
Diesel was delighted, and puffed away. This was his chance to show off.
When Duck returned a short while later. Diesel was trying to take some cars from a siding. They were old and empty, and hadn't been touched for a very long time.
Diesel had a hard time moving the cars.
"Pull! Push! Backwards! Forwards!"
All the cars groaned like crazy.
"We can't! We won't!"
Duck watched with interest, as Diesel lost patience. He roared like a lion, and gave a great heave. The cars jerked forward, groaning even louder than before. Some of their brakes snapped and the gears jammed in the sleepers. Diesel growled, while Duck laughed.
Diesel soon recovered, and tried to push the cars back, but they wouldn't move! Finally, Diesel gave up. Duck laughed, and quietly went off. Diesel growled yet again.
Sir Topham Hatt ordered Diesel to help the workmen clear the mess. He hated it! All the cars began to sing.
"Cars are waiting in the yard, tacking them with ease'll. Show the world what I can do, gailly boasts the Diesel. In in out he creeps about, like a big black weasel. When he pulls the wrong cars out-Pop Goes the Diesel!"
Diesel growled, and stormed crossly off to the shed.