Last time in Sudrian Stupids... You know what happened. Off to the story, shall we?

I don't own Thomas the Tank Engine. If I did, we wouldn't have Sudrian Stupids, now would we?

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In the middle of nowhere... (October 25, 2018)

(Play Flash Freeze, a song by me...)

The land was covered in snow, every animal slipped and fell flat on their bums. The foxes broke their paws from the ice, trying to nab rabbits and shrews. "*crack! yip!* MAMA! I BROKE MY PAW!!!" The bunnies were going at it in their dens like true rabbits... *Insert censored noises here...*. Even the bison had problems from falling through the ice! "KEEP MOVING FATSOS! THE CHILDREN DON'T HAVE ALL DAY!" That didn't matter to anyone at all, but a peculiar sight to the local Eskimo villages is that weird puffs of steam have been moving across the plains.

"Brr... S- So f- FECKIN' c- c- *sobs*" Emily cried out all of a sudden as Thomas, Percy, James, Toby and Rosie slaved away in hauling everyone on the soft dirt. For months they haven't found a single rail-line to get onto. "*sniffs* T- Thomas? K- Kin y- ye p- pull u- us h- harder?"

"G- g- g- g- on- n- n- na f- f- fr- freeze a- at th- this r- rate, T- Thomas!" Exclaimed Molly, who looked close to nibbling Toby's face just to keep herself warm from the frost caking her face and boiler. She was so cold, even the palest person in the universe looks tanner than her! It wouldn't even make sense to anyone at all, considering how her face was the ordinary gray just 1 month ago.

"The indignity of freezing to death is worse than deportation!" Gordon.

"W- WHERE IS M- MY S- SECURITY B- BLANKET?! S- So cold!" Henry.

"My paint is ruined!" James cried out from behind.

"I want my polar bear!" Edward.

(Stop the song...)

"SHUT UP, GRANDPA!" Rosie is triggered again. "Someone shoot me with a Luger Automatic Pistol already!"

"Want us to do it to you?" Annie asked all of a sudden. Clarabelle however, was grabbing an entire marijuana plant from Narco's inner weed garden and shoved the whole thing into Toby's firebox! With Toby being high and warm, The icicles on Molly melted off, with Henrietta glaring at Clarabelle.

"Stop that! Toby is not a fireplace!"

"Meeee ammm firrrrrreeeee plaaaaacceee..." Toby sighed out.

"Can we all quit b!tching around?! Thomas, shut these guys up already!" Percy shouted out to the lead engine. He was in the middle unlike Thomas, James, Toby and Rosie, who were in the far front, front, behind and back respectively.

"*sigh* Why are you guys asking me?" Thomas called out as he grabbed a pile of twigs with his tongue and swallowed them.

"You're the the one leading us." The Arlesdale responded. Thomas then noticed an opening near the engines. It was a cave.

"... Don't scream, got it?"

(Play the classic Thomas the Tank Engine theme...)

"Whit th' feck dae ye me- AHH!!!" Emily was cut of when she felt gravity pull down Thomas, her and everyone else. Everyone but Thomas screamed wheels rocked on the rocks and ice. "Ah dae nae wantae die young!!!"

"OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW!!!" Rocks fell on Molly as the 13 locomotives, coaches and brake van went deeper into the cave. They all rattled and shook as they traversed deep into the caves.

Outside the cave exit...

A bunch of kids standing near the cave exit sat on a bunch of rails that leads to Halifax, Canada.

"AHHH!!!" The kids fled when they heard noises across the wall of snow next to the rails. "*plop! creak!* AHH!!!" Thomas did not scream at all during the ordeal, but he had some memories prior to being sold to the NWR. It did not matter though, he got everyone to a set of rails.

"We're out of the cave now! Open your eyes!" The E2 commanded as he slowly started chuffing down the track. Everyone opened their eyes as Thomas moved glided smoothly on the rails. All but one.

Poor Molly swallowed a rock, hurting her from the inside. She could her the rock rattling inside her smokebox, She tried to vomit it out, only to spit her brakes into Toby's face.

"AHHHHHHH!!! MY BRAKES!/MY EYE!!!" The two screamed the entire time while Thomas, Percy, James and Rosie did the heavy work...

Later at Halifax, Canada...

"*sobs* It hurts so bad!!!" Molly continued to whimper in front of a mirror. Thomas managed to find an abandoned saw mill with sheds near the city, but who would want to keep foreign locomotives other than steam conservatives? "I'm not a slug! I am the last Claude Hamilton in existence..."

"Thoo thoo needth help?" The Claude Hamilton then saw Thomas reel in from behind, using his tongue to move.

"Eep! H- Hello, Thomas! I uh... What did you say again?" Thomas then repeated himself.

"I was asking if you needed some help. You woke up everyone by doing that."

"By doing what?"

"Moaning in pain."

"Oh... *breathes in and out...* I have something sharp in my boiler. I don't even know where it is in m- *cough! ratata! cough! ratata!* See?" Thomas then opened her firebox and reached in without her consent. "W- Wait! What are you do- *rata* Ow! *toink!* Ow! *clank!* Ow- *shlick!* Ack! What was that for?!" Thomas got the rock out. Technically, it was a stalactite.

"Hm. Never thought I'd see another stalactite after being lost in Misty Island and Great Waterton. I felt it between your pipes and your firebox. You were very unlucky today, Molly." Looking down, Molly looked ashamed, on the verge of tears. To prevent her from crying since he felt that it is like he insulted her, the E2 reeled in a little more and leaned onto the Claude Hamilton as though he was hugging her. "Shh... Just go to sleep, okay? We can all rest now."

Across the two was Emily, frowning at the two and gave a soft sigh. She's lonely, she wants to rehabilitate, and she doesn't know what to do. Her Scottish side wants to drink alcohol, cry, and pass out, but her British side wants her to be quiet, maybe even leak out a few tears and do nothing.

"...Ye juist aren't useful enough, Emily... A'm needin' tae rehabilitate. *sniff* A'm sae alone!"

Once Molly was asleep, Thomas quietly rolled away, arriving next to Narco and the Stirling. Narco had something to ask: "The Hamilton sleeping yet?"

"Yeah... *sigh* Narco, I'm worried that I'm beginning to deteriorate."

"I'm no doctor."

"I know. I don't know what is making it happen. My boiler feels hollow."

"I just told you that I am not a doctor. I'm a marijuana van, not a medicine van!"

"... Uh..."

"What?!"

"Marijuana's used for medicine though."

"Oh shut up! Next thing we know, you will go after cocaine!"

"But I already did with Ni- *clank!* -a..." Thomas rolled back a little and stared at what fell to the floor. His whistles and left connecting rod broke off. "Wh- My whistles and connecting rod?" This woke everyone up.

"Whit happened juist noo?" Emily whined all of a sudden.

"N- Nothing! Nothing at a-" The Stirling then noticed the rod on the floor.

"Yer connecting rod is goosed!"

"We have to go to a heritage railway... But how?" All of a sudden, Percy shouted out something random, yet inappropriate.

"THOMAS LIKES HIS GIRLS TO BE EXTRA! EXTRA! EXTRA! DUMMY THICC!!!"

"PERCY!"

Chapter 6 end...

Now the story has begun!

References:

1. 2018's whitest machine is Molly the Claude Hamilton!

2. As said before, Edward is senile in this

3. Emily was right, they are in Canada

4. Railroad slugs

5. Dummy Thicc memes

That's all for now!