"I'm glad I can take passengers the airfield now!" James told his friends at Tidmouth. "I just wish that the balloon wasn't red."
"Why?" asked Percy.
"Well, I should be the only red vehicle at the airfield! I blended too well into that horrid balloon when it fell on me!"
"Must you take fault with the balloon's colour?" Asked Henry crossly.
"It doesn't matter what colour it is," Added Edward, "so long as it's still useful, I don't see why you should have an issue with it."
"For goodness sake James, Edward's right -now drop this silly subject and go to sleep!" Thundered Gordon.
Everyone did- except James, who was cross.
"I'll show them all!" He vowed. "To the airfield!"
He set off.
...
There James got his crew to start painting the balloon green.
"Now we'll see how Percy and Henry like it!" He smirked.
However, nearby some teenagers were looking for a bit of fun.
"Here Sean!" hissed one "do you wanna set that balloon into the air?"
"Good idea Connor!" Giggled the other.
So they crept over to the balloon and set the gas when the two crew members weren't looking. They then ran away into the shadows.
"Well we'd better get started." Said the driver.
"I suppose." agreed the fireman "James wouldn't be getting a new coat of paint for two months if I'm caught."
But when they turned around, the balloon was covering their engine again!
"Seriously!?" Screamed James
The crew found themselves in a heap of laughter.
"Come on I suppose we'd better get going" and they legged it, still laughing into the night.
"Here!" James squawked "Don't leave me here!"
...
Next morning, Thomas came to James' rescue.
"Well James, how is the undercover work for you down there?" He teased.
James seethed with fury.
He hated the balloon!