The Winx Club's Sodor Adventures - Season 1

Episode 13: Terence the Tractor

Autumn had come to the Island of Sodor. The fields were changing from yellow stubble to brown earth. And a tractor was hard at work as Thomas and Bloom puffed along.

Later they saw the tractor close by.

"Hello," said the tractor. "I'm Terence. I'm plowing."

"I'm Thomas, and this is my fairy friend, Bloom. We're pulling a train.

"Nice to meet you, Terence," Bloom greeted him.

Then Thomas noticed something about Terence. "What ugly wheels you've got!"

"They're not ugly, they're caterpillars," said Terence. "I can go anywhere, I don't need rails."

"I don't want to go anywhere," said Thomas, "I like my rails, thank you."

Winter came with dark clouds full of snow.

"I don't like it, Thomas," said Bloom. "A heavy fall is coming. I hope it doesn't stop us."

"Puh!" said Thomas. "Soft stuff, nothing to it!" And they puffed on, feeling cold, but confident.

They finished their journey safely, but by now the country was covered.

"You'll need your snowplow for the next journey, Thomas," said Bloom.

"Puh! Snow is silly soft stuff, it won't stop me!"

The snowplow was heavy and uncomfortable and made Thomas cross. He shook it, and he banged it and when they got back it was so damaged that Bloom had to take it off.

"You're a very naughty engine," she said to Thomas.

Next morning, Bloom, along with Musa, the Fairy of Music, came early and worked hard to mend the snowplow, but they couldn't make it fit.

Thomas was pleased. "I shan't have to wear it! I shan't have to wear it!" he puffed to Annie and Clarabel.

But they were rather worried. "I hope it's all right. I hope it's all right." they whispered to each other.

Bloom and Musa were worried, too. "It's not bad here," Musa said.

"You're right," said Bloom, "but it's sure to be deep in the valley."

"Silly soft stuff!" puffed Thomas. "I didn't need that stupid old thing yesterday, and I shan't today. Snow can't stop me."

He rushed into a tunnel, thinking how clever he was. But there was trouble ahead.

"Cinders and ashes!" said Thomas. "I'm stuck!" And he was.

"Back, Thomas! Back!" said Bloom.

Thomas tried, but his wheels spun and he couldn't move. The conductor went back for help, while everyone else tried to help Bloom and Musa dig the snow away. But as fast as they dug, more snow slipped down until Thomas was nearly buried.

"Oh, my wheels and coupling rods! I shall have to stop here till I'm frozen. What a silly engine I am!" And Thomas began to cry.

At last, a bus came to rescue the passengers. And then who should come to Thomas' rescue, but Terence. Snow never worries him. He pulled the empty coaches away, then came back for Thomas.

Thomas' wheels were clear, but still spun when he tried to move. Terence tugged and slipped, and slipped and tugged, and at last dragged Thomas clear of the snow ready for the journey home.

"Thank you for helping us, Terence," said Musa. "We couldn't have done it without you."

"Oh, thank you, Terence, your caterpillars are splendid," said Thomas.

"I hope you'll be sensible now, Thomas," said Bloom.

"I'll try," said Thomas, and they puffed slowly away.

The End