Ahiru, the JR Western engine works hard on the railway. He handles trucks well and when he pulls the passenger trains, barely anyone complains about it. He talks endlessly being JR Western.
"There are two ways..." he'd begin to say.
"The JR Western way and the wrong way, I'm JR Western and-"
"Don't we know it!" groaned the other engines.
The engines were pleased when a new engine arrived.
"This is Dizeru. He is currently on trial. Ahiru, you show him around the yard." said the Scarlet Controller.
"I'm Dizeru and you must be Hiroto, Akemi, and Kenta. I'm surprised to be with such famous engines." Dizeru said.
"I like him, he seems nice." said Akemi.
Ahiru was unsure to think of Dizeru's compliments, there seemed to be wrong with it. The two engines went into the yard.
"Your worthy vampire Remilia."
"You mean Scarlet Controller." corrected Ahiru.
"I don't need to be taught what to do. I know all that there is needed to know." said Dizeru.
"Oh, so that's it?" responded Ahiru.
"We diesels come in and improve things, we are revolutionary!"
Ahiru wasn't happy about Dizeru's arrogance and sent him to collect some trucks while he went to fetch Hiroto's coaches.
"I'll show him." said Dizeru to himself.
The trucks he was about to take were old and hadn't been moved in a while. Their brakes and joints were stiff, but Dizeru took no notice, he wanted to show Ahiru that diesels were superior machines. But he soon found them hard to move. He jerked backwards and forwards and the trucks didn't budge. Dizeru grunted as he shot forwards, the trucks made groaning noises as they moved around. Dizeru tried with all his strength and made a large jerk. One of the truck's brakes snapped and jammed into the sleepers, but Dizeru had lost all his patience at this point.
"Grrr...Grrrr!" he grunted.
Ahiru was watching with interest.
"Come on!" Dizeru yelled as he lurched forwards.
Finally, some of the trucks derailed and Dizeru had to stop. Ahiru chuckled to himself, he then went to pick up some more trucks.
"Thank you for arranging these. But I must go now." said Ahiru.
"Don't want this lot?" asked Dizeru.
"No thank you."
Dizeru gulped, "And I have taken through all this trouble, why didn't you say something?"
"You didn't ask. Besides, you were having fun being revol-whatever it is you are."
"Goodbye." Ahiru then left Dizeru to pick up the mess.
"Hrrrr...Grrrr...Hurrr!" growled Dizeru.
The breakdown train was brought to help Dizeru clean the wrecked trucks. He hated it, while he was helping the workers, some fairies who had seen everything began to sing.
"Trucks are waiting in the yard, tackling them with ease'll. 'Show the world what I can do!' gaily boast the diesel. In and out he creeps about, like a big black weasel. When he pulls the wrong trucks out, POP goes the Diesel!" they sang, laughing at Dizeru.
Dizeru pulled away to the shed, where he can sulk to himself.