That next morning, Gordon woke up early. He took Belle, and they went to the Yard.
"Why so early?" she inquired.
"I have the express to pull, so we don't have another time for love," he said, his voice gentle instead of the usual gruffness
"Ooh" she said
Then, he turned around, coupled to her, and backed with her into a siding.
"I love that sexy shape your firebox has" she whispered
"I love how your tanks frame your exquisite boiler," he responded
"You have a nice taste, like the sea, with some musk, and something I don't have a word for"
"You taste like the mist, and hot peppers"
Suddenly, Percy rolled in.
"So that's who you're into!" he yelled, before getting Gordon's coaches ready.
Belle got Annie and Clarabel, and waited beside Gordon for Percy.
When Percy came, they parted, but they didn't cry since it was only for a couple of hours.
As the days went by, Gordon and Belle continued to enjoy themselves. Then, Thomas returned. The Fat Controller summoned both Belle and Gordon.
"Belle," he boomed, "I'm basing you at Vicarstown. You will run the Notlob line. It's a silly place, with dead parrots and gangs of young men dressed as old ladies, but you'll survive it.
"Gordon," he continued, "I will base you at Vicarstown as well, so you can run the early morning express back from the mainland."
"Thank you, sir!" both exclaimed.
As the two big engines moved to Vicarstown, they were pleased.
"We have a 2-stall shed for ourselves" gasped Belle.
"Plenty of Tracks to do it properly on" said Gordon, his mind being extra-dirty.
"There're shiny new coaches for me" exclaimed Belle
"This is definitely the Shed with the best view out there" announced Gordon
The two big Engines settled into their routines. Sometimes Belle would tack on to the Express up to Barrow, and sometimes Gordon went with Belle to Notlob, but mostly they were happy with sharing the sheds at Vicarstown. It was all their own, with no pesky little Tank Engines to bother them.
Nota Bene: Notlob is a joke from "Monty Python's Flying Circus"