Another original Thomas story, this time it's the second part to the James and Percy POV that I did last month, with added lines by tate310. Enjoy and comment.

Also, it should be noted that this story is told in James's POV, rather than Percy's.

My name is James, and I am a really useful, splendid red engine. That's all I should say to introduce myself.

Anyways, recently, me and Percy had been arguing about who is more useful, me or the little green engine who always crashes.

Percy wanted to hear my side of the story, but I think he's been cross at me recently. I don't know why, but I figure that I made him cross when I told him the times that he wasn't useful.

One evening, Percy puffed crossly into the sheds. It seemed to me, that he had a bad day.

"What happened today?" I asked Percy.

"Don't ask me what happened today!" snorted Percy, "But I want to know something."

"What?" I asked.

"About the bootlaces?"

Now I was starting to lose it, but to be honest, I had never told Percy about the bootlace incident.

The reason? Percy hadn't arrived on Sodor when the incident happened"

I turned to Percy.

"Let me tell you about the bootlaces. I had an accident, and my coaches came loose. The conductor needed a bootlace to mend the coaches, but nobody had one."

"And then?"

"A nicely dressed man had one, and the driver was able to mend the coaches, allowing me to continue the journey.

"Was Sir Topham Hatt cross?"

"Not at all. He was very proud of me that I realized my mistake."

Percy smirked. He knew I was not telling the truth about the bootlaces, and I'm NOT going to tell you what really happened.

"Wow." said Percy. "But then remember the tar wagons?"

"What tar wagons?" I asked, knowing that Percy was going to ask me about times when I wasn't being useful.

"You don't remember when you were being rough with the freight cars, and crashed into some tar wagons?"
"Rubbish!"

"Then there was the time where you had to pull and push a train at the same time. You were so tired out, that you didn't talk for three days straight!"

Now I was cross.

"Stop it Percy!" I said.

"Remember the trick you pulled on Gordon?"

"What trick? I never pull tricks on other engines!"

"Yes you do. You pulled the Express on purpose, and Sir Topham Hatt locked you in your sheds for a long time! Don't you remember that?"
"No."

"But then a few days later, you got stung by a bee! That was a good punishment for you!"

"Please Percy! Stop telling me this stuff! I am a really useful and splendid engine!"
"Remember your fear of flour?"
"Don't tell me that! I'm not scared of anything anymore!"

But before Percy could continue, Percy's driver arrived.

"Come along Percy, the mail cars are waiting!"

Percy puffed cheerfully away.

But I had a great plan to pay Percy back for telling me bad stuff, I could tell you it now, but you'll have to wait for another story to see it for yourself.

I'm afraid so folks. But what will James do to Percy? You'll find out in my upcoming story "James's Payback" which will be uploaded soon.