It was a winter morning on the Island of Sodor. The tracks were slippery and full of snow. Rosie the pink engine was puffing down the track cheerfully. She really liked snow. She considered it...magical in a way. She went up a hill enjoying the weather around her, but what she didn't realise was that she was going too fast. She couldn't stop. Before she knew it, she crashed and fell of the rails. Her metal was scratched and she was in pain. But Rosie had to wait for an engine to pass by so she can get help. Then she heard a familiar whistle; it was Thomas. Thomas was an engine that Rosie admired and wanted to befriend. But Thomas didn't feel the same way, so he kept ignoring her in the past. He was kinda used to ignoring her, so he just passed by despite Rosie's cries for help. Meanwhile, Percy the small engine was puffing down the track. Suddenly he saw poor helpless Rosie off the rails. He immediately stopped and looked at her. He didn't know her well and these two had never talked to each other but it was heartbreaking to see her like that. "Don't worry, I'll go get some help.. I'll be right back", he said. So he went as fast as his four small wheels could carry him to fetch Rocky and a flatbed. That was very tiring for little Percy but he was determined to help her. Rocky lifted her onto the flatbed and Percy took her to the Steamworks. Percy arrived at the Steamworks with Rosie on the flatbed. He told Victor what had happened. Then Rosie smiled at Percy. "Thank you so much Percy! You're a hero!". Percy was surprised; he wasn't usually called a hero but he loved it! "Anytime Rosie!" Then Percy went away to finish his jobs. He was running late but didn't really care. All he could think of that moment was Rosie. How was she at that moment? Was she okay? Was Victor working on her?...