Another request from tate310, this time it's "Daisy" from Season 2. Enjoy and comment.
Percy and Toby were worried. Thomas had just crashed into the stationmaster' house, causing a great deal of trouble.
Sir Topham Hatt was waiting for them with important news.
"Here is Daisy. She is a diesel rail car, who has come to help while Thomas is being mended.
Percy was concerned.
"Will Daisy go when Thomas comes back sir?" he asked hopefully.
"We'll see Percy." promised Sir Topham Hatt. "However, no matter how long she stays, I hope you two will treat her well."
"Yes sir! We'll do our best sir!" said the two little engines.
"Good! Now go along and show her the sheds. She will need a long rest after her journey."
The three engines set off to the sheds.
Daisy was very hard to please. She shuddered at the engine shed.
"This is dreadfully smelly." she announced. "I'm highly sprung, and anything smelly is bad for me!"
Next, they tried the carriage shed.
"This is better." said Daisy, "but what is that rubbish?"
The rubbish turned out to be Annie, Clarabel, and Henrietta, who were most offended.
"We won't stay here to be insulted!" they fumed.
Percy and Toby had to take the coaches away, and spent half the night feeling upset.
The next morning, Percy and Toby were very tired. They had gotten little sleep. Daisy on the other hand, was feeling bright and cheerful as she steamed out of the yard and went to the station.
"Look at me!" she purred to the passengers. "I'm the newest diesel, highly sprung, right up to date! Why ride in Thomas' bumpy Annie and Clarabel, when you can ride in my fully clean, bump-free coaches?
The passengers waited for Daisy to start, but she didn't! Then she saw that a milk van was about to be coupled onto her by Toby.
"You expect me to pull that?!"
"Yes, and you will do as you are told!" said the driver.
"I won't! Let Percy do it! He loves messing with freight cars!" She began to shutter violently.
"Stop this nonsense immediately!" yelled the driver.
Daisy jerked backwards so crossly, that she blew a fuse.
"Told you!" she said.
Everyone argued with her, but it was no use.
"It's orders!" she said.
"What is?"
"My personal mender. He comes once a week to make sure that everything inside me is cleaned and properly working! So that's orders!"
"Stuff and nonsense!" snorted the stationmaster!
"On Sir Topham Hatt' railway, everyone does as they told! Why would he send us a disobedient?" asked the driver
"Disobedient?! I am not disobedient!"
"Stop arguing!" yelled the passengers. "Thanks to you, we're late already!"
So they uncoupled the van, and Diesel purred away, feeling very pleased with herself. She could now enjoy her journey!
"That's a good story!" she chuckled. "I'll do the work I'll choose, and none for other people!"
But she said it to herself.