Ever since Percy and Henry went to Barrow-in-Furness, lot's of children wanted to see them again along with the rest of the famous engines in person. This led to an increase in people travelling to Sodor from the Mainland. Usually, engines from the Mainland would bring passengers to Vicarstown and head straight back to their railway. But sometimes, those engines will bring special expresses to Knapford. Those engines would stay the night on Sodor, and go home the next day. One day, Gordon and Duck were talking to one of the foreign engines. An LMS Patriot, named Reginald.

Reginald: Your railway is one of, if not the most wonderful railway I've ever seen.

Gordon: Thanks, Reginald, but London is a very nice railway too.

Reginald: It's nice, but also very big and crowded too. The railway was very small at first, but it grew over time. There are so many sidings and different lines, that it's very easy to get lost if you're not careful.

Duck: This railway isn't too different from London then. If you were to ask Edward or Henry, they would probably tell you all about the railways beginnings.

Gordon: But enough about that. I remember a long time ago before I came to Sodor, I would sometimes travel to London. I even remember the station name: King's Cross.

Reginald: King's Cross?! (laughs) Don't be silly, Gordon. The station's name is Euston! Everybody knows that.

Duck: Rubbish! You're both wrong! The station isn't either of those.

Reginald: Ok, Duck. What do you think the name is?

Duck: The name of the station is called Paddington. I should know, because that was my home before I came here to Sodor.

The argument continued through the night at Tidmouth Sheds, which kept James, Henry, and Edward awake and very cross. When they eventually went to sleep, they continued the argument when they woke up.

Reginald: For the last time, the name of the station is Euston! Got that?!

Duck: (groans) Why don't you just shut up, Reginald? Or can you admit that the name of the station is Paddington right now? And we'll let this whole thing go.

Gordon: No, Duck! We're not going to admit the name of the station is something that it's not just so we can stop arguing.

Reginald: (scoffs) I thought you all were very nice engines, but I stand corrected. I don't have time to continue arguing with arrogant LNER's or GWR's who wouldn't know what right way to do things, even if it biffed them in the buffers. (whistles, puffs away) Good day!

Gordon: Stupid foreigners. I don't have the patience for engines like him.

Duck: Stupid yourself. For the last time, the station name is Paddington. (whistles) PADDINGTON, do you hear?!

James: (yawns) Stop arguing, please! The rest of us could barely get any sleep last night. At least you managed to agree on two things anyway.

Gordon & Duck: What's that?

James: That the name of the station isn't Euston. And that you're both being stupid! Now shut up!

Duck: Oh, sorry, everyone.

Gordon: (scoffs, puffs out of the shed) I'm sure it's King's Cross. I'll go and prove it if I have to!

But that was easier said than done. London lay beyond the Vicarstown Bridge on the Mainland. Usually, either Gordon or Henry would stop at Vicarstown Station with the express, and another engine would take the train the rest of the way. Later that day, as Gordon watched the foreign engine leave, he had an idea.

Gordon: If I didn't stop here, I could go to London, and prove Duck wrong.

Henry: How do you know you won't get in trouble for trying that?

Gordon: Because I know what I'm doing.

Or so he thought. The next day, he tried to run right through Vicarstown Station, taking the passengers completely by surprise. But as he approached the bridge, he noticed the red signal.

Gordon: O' the indignity!

Driver: Gordon, what are you playing at? You know we have to wait for the foreign engine to take the train.

The next day, he tried to sneak off before the Fireman could uncouple the coaches.

Fireman: Gordon, wait! The coaches are still coupled to you! (Gordon groans)

Gordon tried all sorts of tricks, but it was no good. His Driver caught him every time.

Gordon: (sighs) It's no use. I'll never get to London.

That night, Gordon crawled sadly back to the Sheds. Edward was the only engine there. He could tell that Gordon was upset.

Edward: Hello, Gordon. Why are you upset?

Gordon: (sighs) Hello, Edward. I'd rather not talk about it.

Edward: I won't talk to anyone else about it.

Gordon: (sighs) Remember when me and Duck got into an argument with that visiting engine about what the station in London is called?

Edward: Yes.

Gordon: Well I've been trying to find ways to go to London so I could find out what the real name of it is, but all my plans keep failing.

Edward: Maybe one day, you'll get your chance to go to London. Percy and Henry went to Barrow, and the Fat Controller says he has some plan for all of us. Maybe it's for all of us to go to the Mainland, one by one. Maybe, you're next in line.

Gordon: (thinks for a moment) You're right, Edward. Thanks for cheering me up. I know the Sheds have been changing residents a lot, but I know you'll never leave us.

Edward: (chuckles) We'll see what the future holds.

I wanted to finish this story in one chapter, but I decided to split it up into two parts. In fact, I think that's how I'm going to do these adaptations. Two of the four stories will be two chapters each, while the other two will be one chapter each. I don't know why, but I just think it'll work better for me that way. As for the part with Edward and Gordon at the end, let's just say you'll have to wait until the next book to find out that it means. In the meantime, I'll see you all in the next chapter.