Back at the Smelter's Yard, Arry, Bert, Den and Dart were backing Edward and Thomas near the Smelter's Oven-the same oven with which they took Diesel's life weeks prior. Unlike Diesel, Thomas and Edward knew what was to become of them-they just weren't expecting to be here so soon...
"Let me tell you all this- you're all watching a courageous, virtuous, kind-hearted, and loyal engine die tonight," Thomas said bitterly, accepting his fate, but wishing justice on his fellow engines who luckily, didn't have to witness the horror that was about to take place.
"May the Lord watch over the other engines at Tidmouth," Edward began. "You four- are nothing but thirsty bloodsuckers! You'll do anything Diesel 10 tells you for a profit- even if he sells you out doing it!" He spat angrily. "I swear you'll all regr-"
He was cut off by Bert giving him a hard biff backwards, sending him closer to the oven.
"Shut it! Both of you!" Bert snapped.
"Your lives are over." Arry added, with a clipped tone.
Thomas and Edward exchanged a final look- a different one. As if they were trying to get a last glimpse of what each other looked like before...before...
"Edward," Thomas said quietly, now with tears falling down his cheeks. "I just hope the other engines don't have to go through this...I'll miss them...and you..." He hiccuped through his tears, unable to bear this stoic facade anymore.
"As with you, my dear Thomas," Edward replied, tears rising in his own eyes. He paused eerily, as he realized something.
"Thomas...George's curse! It's coming true!" He gasped, as Thomas's eyes widened at the same realization. "Remember? He cursed Diesel 10, he cursed Paxton, He cursed all the diesels then- Oh God," Edward breathed. "Please- I just hope the other steam engines are spared from this curse!" Thomas heartily agreed, praying silently for the same thing.
The diesels in front of them scoffed. "There they go again, only thinking of the the steamies," Den said dryly.
"Hurry up- the hour of death is approaching, and we have other things to do today," Dart added, as the diesels reversed, ready to biff the two blue engines into the Smelter's Oven, from which they would never return-ever.
Thomas and Edward gave each other a final, and tearful, look into each other's eyes, before gently touching their buffers together.
"I'll see you in heaven, right Edward?" Thomas asked, quietly.
"Likewise, my dear friend," Edward replied.
And with an almighty biff from Den and Dart, the two blue steam engines were thrown into the fiery mouth of the scrap oven, from which they would never emerge again.
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Fun fact- I actually got a lump in my throat typing this...I guess I know I'm writing a depressing story when I almost make myself cry :P Sorry for things getting so morbid, but I hope you've enjoyed these three updates!