Hey! Sorry for the delay, I kinda forgot about this story for a bit, but have now started watching a few more episodes.

Anyway, I do not own anything Fireman Sam related, so let's crack on!

Sam, Elvis and Penny were standing in the middle of the forest listening to the director explaining what they needed to do.

"Jupiter Is going to be stuck in this massive mud puddle." Peterson was saying as he gestured towards the mud puddle. "And you lot are going to have to pull her out using this rope." He waved the rope in the air. "Any questions?"

Sam, Penny and Elvis looked at each other, then turned back to the director and shook their heads.

"Right." Peterson raised his megaphone to his lips. "Action!"

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In Pontypandy Forest

[Take One]

"Well, I think that's enough forest rescue drills for one day." Sam said, getting into Jupiter "Well done, you two."

"That's good, Sam, because my boots are really muddy." Elvis complained. "There's so many puddles!"

"This is the first day we haven't had rain for ages." Penny commented. She frowned as she felt something land on her face. Another spot, then another. It was starting to rain. Lightly, but even so.

Sam, cottoning on, started laughing, which made Elvis laugh, meanwhile Peterson looked up at the heavens and said. "Oh, you have got to be kidding me!" He sighed. "We'll have to wait till the rain stops. Cut!"

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[Norman and Mandy waiting outside the house, Take 1]

"I wish they would hurry up. I can't wait to get to the lighthouse." Mandy said.

"Me to! I'm so bored of waiting!" Norman kicked the ground, then came up with an idea. "I know, let's play tag!"

"Alright, you're it!" Mandy tagged him then ran off.

"Hey! That's not fair!" Norman ran after her, but almost instantly slipped on some mud.

"You're not meant to slip on the mud yet, Norman." Peterson said.

"I KNOW that!" Norman snapped. "And I'm fine, thanks for asking!"

"Norman Price, watch your tone!" Dilys called, from just inside the doorway.

"Sorry, Mam!"

"Is your ankle alright?" Peterson asked Norman, trying to sound as patient as caring as possibly.

Norman nodded and got up.

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[Adults discovering the chaos, Take 1]

"What have you kids done to my van!?" Mike exclaimed, as he hurried towards said vehicle.

"A-at least we didn't get any on the window." Norman said, nervously.

""That's because it's open-" Mike flung his hand in the direction of the [closed] window and smacked it straight into the glass. -"Argh! My hand!" He clutched it and hopped around.

"CUT!" Peterson bellowed through the microphone, before asking, much more gently. "Are you alright, Mike?"

Mike stopped hopping and tried to open his hand. He instantly hissed and closed it again.

"You've not broken it, have you?" Helen asked, hurrying over.

The medic chose this moment to appear and have a look at Mike's hand. "Just bruised." He said, brightly. "A bit of make-up to hide the bruising and you'll be grand. Oh - and it might swell a bit, so I'll give you some painkiller. Just come and get me if it really starts hurting, yes?"

Mike nodded and Peterson decided it was a good time to have lunch.

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[Moose's attempted rescue scene, Take 1.]

"Do you ever think." Peterson asked Harley. "That sometimes we're tempting fate?"

Harley looked at Moose, who was precariously hung on the end of a rope approximately halfway down Pontypandy Lighthouse. "...Yes. Yes, I do."

Peterson shook his head, then instructed through the megaphone. "Right, we've got to be careful during the next scene, understood? The last thing we need is a real catastrophe. Moose - are you alright?"

The mountain climber smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"Alright...action!"

"Are you down yet, Moose?" Mike called.

"Eh..." Moose looked down at the waves below him and said. "Not quite."

"But that's all the rope there is!" Helen exclaimed.

"Can we pull him back up?" Mandy asked.

Mike grabbed hold of the rope and pretended to pull. "Ugh...he's to heavy!"

"Hey! Speak for yourself!" Moose yelled.

Peterson sighed and yelled. "Cut! Now let's trying it again - this time without the smart comments, Moose?"

The mountain climber nodded and gave a thumbs up.

[Take 2]

"He's to heavy!"

"We're the same bloody height!"

[Take 3]

"He's to heavy!"

"You're one to talk!"

By now getting a bit fed up - as it was quite cold on top of the lighthouse - Mike leaned over and snapped. "And what the bloody hell do you mean by that!?"

"Boys..." Helen rested a hand on Mike's shoulder.

"Cut!" Peterson bellowed, before Moose could retort, then added. "Moose, I'm warning you, if you don't get it on the next take you can stay there while everyone else has a ten-minute break."

Moose was fairly certain the director was just joking, but decided it wasn't worth risking it. "I'll get it next time." He promised, and he did.