bbll22's Thomas the Tank Engine & Friends
Stories
Clark Gets a Dunking
It was a beautifully sunny day on the Island of Sodor, and a new Diesel had arrived at Brendam Docks. His name was Clark. He wasn't a very big Diesel, nor was he a small Diesel. His light blue paint glistened in the sun. He then pulled up to meet Sir Topham Hatt and his helper for the day, Salty.
"Ahoy there me 'hearty!" said Salty with a big beaming smile. "What's your name?" he then questioned.
"This..." interrupted Sir Topham Hatt "is...Clark. He'll be helping you from now on with work at the docks Salty"
"Ahoy there Clark, I'm Salty!" replied Salty.
"Oh hello" said Clark, in a very timid voice. The Fat Controller then turned to face Clark.
"Clark, you have been assigned to assist salty with his jobs today. If you do well, you can stay here permanently" he boomed "I trust you will do your work to the best of your ability"
"I will Sir" replied Clark. He then sounded his horn, as did Salty, and then made their ay to do their duties.
As the day moved on, the Seagulls squawked even louder, but not as loud as Clark and Salty's horn's working together in sync. They shunted freight for most of the day. Occasionally, they got a rest and could admire the glistening sea. The sun was slowly setting on Sodor as Clark and salty set off on their final job for the day. It wasn't easy. Loading up the Troublesome Trucks and taking them to the holding bay for overnight storage wouldn't be an easy job as the Troublesome Trucks really do live upto their name. Salty loaded up the trucks while Clark waited to be coupled upto them. The trucks weren't happy with being coupled upto Clark however.
"Why are we being coupled upto that thing?" one cried.
"Take us away from him Salty!" said another. This upset Clark. All he wanted to do was be as good as he could possibly be, but if he was upset, he couldn't be as good. Clark & Salty's drivers made sure all the couplings were safe. By now, Salty was attached too. The drivers then got back in their trains.
"Right then Clark, off we go!" said Clark's driver.
"Oh, ok" replied Clark in a very timid voice. He then pulled the train with Salty there for help.
Everything was going good, the load may have been heavy but Clark and Salty were managing just fine. That was until the Troublesome Trucks hatched a plan. They'd noticed up ahead that the points were still switched to the line which lead to the derelict jetting line. So as soon as they passed the points, they pushed with all their might. Clark was too slow to respond, so he was just being pushed by the trucks. Salty tried as much as he could to stop them, but his brakes wouldn't stop them. Clark then tried his brakes aswell but then it was too late...SMASH went the buffers and SPLASH went the sea as Clark had fallen in. Atleast half on him had been submerged. The trucks laughed at what they had done. They had caused mayhem.
Salty tried frantically to pull Clark and the trucks out, but he wasn't strong enough. Luckily, in the distance, Percy's driver had noticed what had happened.
"Oh no! We've got to help them. We best phone for help!" said Percy's driver. He then found a signalman who then telephoned the Fat Controller.
"Clark! In the Sea! We need some serious help...send for Murdoch!" he bellowed.
Murdoch soon arrived and found Salty struggling to hold on. Murdoch then joined the line and was soon coupled up to Salty, the trucks and the very wet Clark. Along with Salty, Murdoch pulled as quick as he could and as strong as he could. It wasn't long before Clark was out of the sea and soon onto the line.
"Thankyou!" said Clark
"No problem" replied Murdoch "I've had to pull heavier loads than that before" he then joked. Everyone then laughed and watched the sun set in.
Even though he'd had a very different first day, Clark was happy he was on Sodor. He'd made two new friends in Salty and Murdoch, and that's what kept Clark happy.
