Disclaimer: Theodore Tugboat belongs to Classic Media. However the characters I create in this are mine and my own. I do not seek profit in the creation of this story, but to bring enjoyment to other TT fans.


It was about high noon in the Harbor and it was now hot. Hank was happily talking with Brunswick who was unloading supplies from the warehouse to the shipyards. "I can't wait to see what came in with the cargo ship." The little tugboat grinned. Brunswick was grinning too. "Maybe it's something super exciting!" He said. "Like giant snorkel clams!"

Hank shuddered a bit. He heard what about happened when that big storm came while Theodore was taking emergency supplies to Caliph's Cove. And Brunswick who was carrying the supplies was swept away by the powerful waves in the storm. The poor barge thought he was swallowed by a giant clam, but really he was stuck on some rocks. "But it's something that's supposed to help us. Not scare us."

Brunswick was getting the last of his first load unloaded. "What about that magic flying powder that that ship had?"

"Malarkey? No, that was sand."

"But what if the ship that is coming in has real flying powder?"

The little tugboat wasn't sure about that. But flying sure sounded great though. He can already imagine himself soaring above the clouds with the birds.

"You ready to get the next load?" The barge asked. Hank was shaken from his little world of flying ship and barges. "Uh-huh." He said, hooking himself on Brunswick to take him back to the warehouse for the next load. While going from the shipyards to the warehouse, they heard the faint sound of music. The music was kind of bouncy. And the thrill seeking barge started to sing along with it. Hank couldn't sing but it was nice to listen to it. And to Brunswick, even if he was little off. "But where is it coming from?" He wondered.


Foduck had finished his morning safety patrol and was now inspecting anchors on all the ships in the harbor. He was a quarter of the way through when he caught himself bobbing a bit in time with the faint sound of music. He immediately stopped himself and looked around for the source of it. But he couldn't pinpoint to where it was exactly coming from.

Kingston the small cargo ship watched the safety tug in amusement as he was pulling up his anchor. He saw Foduck moving in sync with the music and thought it was interesting to watch. "The music is nice isn't it?" He said amused, "Our harbor master seems to like it."

Foduck listened carefully and sure enough, he could hear the sound of a tuba playing from the harbor master's office. He frowned a little bit. "Does it have to be during working hours?"

"It doesn't seem to be bothering anyone." The song soon ended, only sounds of the harbor and the city remained. Foduck smiled a little. "Ah, that's better." He thought to himself as the ship pulled his anchor up all the way and tucked it in.

"Your anchor and chain is in ship shape." The safety tug announced. "Thanks Foduck." Kingston smiled. Foduck blew his horn and moved onto the next anchor inspection. The small cargo ship settled in his dock getting ready to enjoy a relaxing afternoon when he saw an unusual sight. A tugboat he'd never seen before in the harbor floated by not noticing him or Foduck. "Well who is that?" He wondered to himself as he watched the unknown tugboat float past his dock.

-End-


Sorry I had to cut this short because I just did NOT want to have Bonnie involved. Yes she was there. But I didn't want her to be a focus. Oh boy this is going to be harder than I thought.

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