It was springtime on the Island of Sodor. The sun shone, birds sang, and apples were ripping on the trees. The North Western Railway was also very busy, with lots of goods and passenger trains to pull. One day, Gordon was pulling the express. He was puffing up his hill, when he thought he saw a red flag blowing beside the track.
Gordon: Oh no! That's a danger signal. What could be the matter? (stops) That's not a danger signal, those are red… (the trousers fly onto his mouth, muffling him)
It was a pair of trousers that had blown off a washing line!
(Gordon blows the trousers off his face and whistles)
Gordon tried to start again, but he couldn't make it up the steep hill with his long, heavy express.
Gordon: (groans) The indignity!
(Edward whistles)
Edward had just arrived at his station, when the stationmaster stopped him.
Stationmaster: Gordon's stuck on the hill again. You'll need to give him a push.
Edward: Yes, sir. (whistles)
Gordon was waiting impatiently for Edward, when Thomas stopped alongside him.
Thomas: (whistles) Oh dear, Gordon! I see you've gotten stuck on your hill again. Last time you got stuck, the trucks were holding you back, but these are coaches, "clean sensible things that come quietly".
Gordon: It wasn't my fault, Thomas. There were some red trousers stuck in the track, and they looked like a danger signal.
Thomas: Red trousers? Danger signal? (laughs with Annie and Clarabel)
Edward: (whistles) Hello, Gordon. I've come to help you up the hill!
Gordon: (groans) About time, Edward. You're starting to get very old and slow.
Thomas: (whistles) You're not moving very quickly yourself, Gordon.
Gordon was still fuming as Edward helped him up the hill.
Gordon: (whistles) Express coming through!
Edward: Aren't you even going to say 'thank you'? (sighs)
After helping Gordon up his hill, Edward went back to his station to pick up some coaches for his passenger train to Knapford and back.
James was waiting at Knapford and was starting to get impatient with Edward as well. He was later than usual due to having to push Gordon up the hill. Soon he finally arrived.
James: You're late!
Edward: I'm sorry, James, but I had to help Gordon up his hill again.
James: Rubbish, Edward! It seems like age is starting to catch up to you. (whistles and puffs away, while Edward sighs)
Hello everyone, and thanks for reading the Prologue to Adventures of Edward! I know this Prologue was very short, and the reason why is because I had some difficulty coming up with what I'd do for the beginning, but I'm hoping the rest of the story won't be like this. Needless to say, I'm taking a George Lucas approach to writing these adaptations. Also, I'm curious to see how many of you will recognize the title of the Prologue. If you don't understand what it is, here's a link to the video/story that inspired the title: watch?v=cQWMrlTVMrw and with that, I'll see you all in Chapter 1.