The next day, everyone was ready to go to work in the early morning.
They have their controls checked, their ash boxes emptied, and their fireboxes lit up with fresh coal.
Earlier in the weekend, Sir Topham Hatt allowed Moon to rent a house for herself to live inside.
There was a garage next to the house that had tracks inside for Casey Jr to stay in since there were no extra sheds.
But there was a problem with Casey Jr on this day.
He had no driver or fireman to move him or to shovel his coal!
Even though he did have the ability to move by himself, he could not just work by himself with no one with him!
Casey Jr was worried he might not be as helpful as he hoped to be and get himself and Moon sent away in the forest again.
Moon came downstairs to hear him muttering to himself, his pistons on his face as he looked stressed, shaking a little.
"Casey?" Moon softly asked, snapping him back into reality from mumbling to himself. "What's wrong?"
"I-I have no drivers or firemen!" Casey Jr explained. "What am I goin' to do?!"
Moon paused a little as Casey Jr went back to fretting before asking, "Maybe I can be both your fireman and driver?"
Casey Jr's mind stopped after the question, glancing over at Moon with a confused expression on his face.
"You?" he asked as he moved a piston from his face. "No offense, but I never had a robot drive or shovel coal with me."
"You have a robot to do that now!" Moon smirked before turning back around. "I'll change into something else and call Sir Topham Hatt to let him know."
Casey Jr hesitated for a moment after Moon smirked before nodding his head and allowing Moon to head back inside.
If he was human, his 'stomach' would twist and turn with worry but rubbed his pistons together instead.
After a few minutes had passed, Moon returned to Casey Jr but was wearing a more conductor's outfit than the usual clothes.
She wore a long-sleeved, button-up light green shirt as the sleeves rolled midway up her arm, as her hands were covered in forearm-length black gloves.
Moon also wore a pair of pine-colored overalls with a pocket on the front.
The ends of her overalls were shoved into black boots that reached up to her knees.
Casey Jr was surprised to see the outfit, reminding him of one of his younger friends who looked almost like her.
"Your outfit oddly reminds me of someone." Casey Jr gently mumbled, taking Moon's attention as she walked over to him.
"Who do I remind you of?" Moon politely asked.
"One of my firemen named Caleb." Casey Jr answered, smiling a little. "His outfit was blue instead of green."
Moon gently smiled as she went to check his firebox, saying, "It must've been a nostalgic moment, hmm?"
"Yep," Casey Jr nodded as she went into Casey Jr's cabin and started working on his firebox.
Half of him wanted to work to not make himself or Moon go back into the forest to be forgotten again, but the other half of him was concerned about Moon's knowledge of driving a locomotive.
To his surprise, Moon did manage to make him move, driving forward as he was gently chuffed along the line.
"Wow!" Casey Jr remarked as he glanced back over to her. "You're doin' a great job!"
Moon smiled and continued with her work as Casey Jr turned around the corner, only to yelp when something silver passed by him, knowing that it was that 'Spencer' person.
"Rail hog!" Casey Jr huffed as he called Spencer before continuing to Knapford to meet Sir Topham Hatt to discuss something.
On his way, he encountered other engines that he had never seen before, even some diesels, to his surprise, as some were friendly to him.
Others were not so much as one of them, a black-coated diesel, which was very rude to him, much to his irritation.
He finally reached Knapford, and he saw the same silver engine that passed by him at a fast pace in the line next to him.
'Oh, not him.' Casey Jr huffed as he stopped next to him. 'Not that rail hog again.'
"Ah, Casey!" A familiar voice turned his attention away from that silver engine, noticing Sir Topham Hatt coming out of his office. "Moon, there you two are!"
"Good mornin', sir!" Casey Jr greeted as Moon poked her head out of his cabin's window. "What can we do for you?"
"Well," Sir Topham Hatt began. "You can start by moving the trucks into position, and Edward will help you with that."
"Who's Edward?" Casey Jr asked with confusion before hearing a different whistle going through the air.
When he glanced over to see who did that, he saw a steam locomotive, with the number two painted on the sides of his tender.
"I'm Edward." the locomotive smiled gently. "Let me show you how to shunt the truck around."
Casey Jr nodded and followed Edward as Sir Topham Hatt returned to his office.
Edward showed Casey Jr how to move the trucks around, as Casey Jr listened closely to him, along with Moon as she watched.
"Now, you-" Edward was cut off with Casey Jr pushing one of the trucks to a line for one of the engines to gather, going to work immediately.
Edward watched as he did what he taught him to do and was careful with making a mistake.
This seemed to impress Edward as he did all the shunting before remembering something, "Oh, Casey! I forgot to mention, be careful with the Troublesome Trucks."
"'Troublesome Trucks?'" Casey Jr mumbled softly to himself as he was in front of a line of trucks before starting to push, only to notice that the trucks did not budge. "Hmm?"
He went backwards a little to see what the issue was, only to see that the truck was frowning at him, saying, "Watch where you were going!"
"Oh, are you the Troublesome Truck?" Casey Jr asked, looking confused.
"No, we're the Troublesome Trucks." the truck giggled as more trucks snickered from around him.
"That is a lot of Troublesome Trucks around," Moon remarked, poking her head out of the window.
When the trucks noticed Moon, they giggled as one of them said, "Hey, when did you have a tin can for a driver?"
"When did robots even get jobs?" another laughed.
This annoyed Casey Jr as he huffed, moving back more and, like cartoons, pushed his 'sleeves' up as the truck watched with surprise before shoving it as hard as he could with his pistons before stopping as the buffers gently clinked.
He huffed again after the truck was back in place as he glared at the car, making a mention with his piston to his eyes, then back at him.
After that, he moved out of the way to continue with his work.
The truck he pushed blinked a few times after being shoved, glancing over at another and said, "Did you…?"
"Yep," the other truck nodded. "That's not an average tank engine."
During the afternoon, Casey Jr continued with the shunting, sometimes glaring at the trucks when they made fun of either his friend, Moon, or just to make him annoyed.
Once the last truck was pushed into place, he was about to move a brake van at the end when the brake van exclaimed, "Oi, what are you doing?!"
"Whoops!" Casey Jr instantly stopped after the brake van exclaimed, noticing that he looked different from the others.
He is painted two-tone green with a red stripe across his sides and does not have anyone else.
The brake van Casey Jr was about to shunt was painted two-tone green with a red stripe across its sides.
The number '0919' is painted inside his stripes in gold and looks like he does not have anyone else with him.
"I'm sorry!" Casey Jr apologized as he blushed. "Who are you?"
"My name is Bradford," the brake van responded. "And I don't need to be shunted at the end of the trucks."
Casey Jr's blush went up a shade after he explained, before Bradford asked, "Although, who are you in return?"
Casey Jr smiled after he asked, moving his pistons and tipped his hat to him, answering, "My name is Casey, Casey Jones Jr!"
A surprised expression appeared on his face after he introduced himself, as he gently exclaimed, "'Casey Jr?!' As if, the Casey Jones Jr, who is a relative to the first Casey Jr?"
Casey Jr shyly chuckled as he rubbed the back of his chimney with his piston saying, "That's me!"
The Troublesome Trucks were also surprised by the name, as one of them mumbled, "So that's why he's a little strange. He's not from around here!"
Bradford smiled a little as he continued, "Yo-You were the most noticeable engine around, even with that circus as I remember from another engine. But what happened after that?"
"I got shunted." Casey Jr shrugged before mentioning over to Moon. "I even got a shedmate too."
"Hello!" Moon greeted. "My name is Moon Gemcitor Midnight."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Bradford, but," Casey Jr began to move backwards. "I need to get back to work before-"
Something went in behind him that caused him to bump into Bradford as he yelped out of startlement.
"Hey!" Casey Jr exclaimed, frowning as he glanced over to see who or what bumped into him. "Who did that?!"
A giggle came from behind him, and it was not from the Troublesome Trucks.
"Oh, I'm sorry," the same voice purred, which came from that same black-coated diesel, who was rude to him in the beginning. "You were in the way."
"He wasn't!" Moon snapped to his surprise. "Either you apologize to us, or we will tell Sir Topham Hatt about how rude you were to us!"
"Oh, what's he going to do?" he mocked. "He doesn't pay attention to any engines that are making trouble, only to those who seemed 'lacking and old.'"
With that, he laughed as he went backwards, as Casey Jr huffed as a puff of smoke came out of his chimney with annoyance.
"That no good, dirty rotten-!" Casey Jr fumed before feeling Moon patting the side of his cabin.
"Don't be too angry," Moon warned. "Just wait until karma comes to him."
Casey Jr huffed after Moon warned him before properly moving backwards as Bradford called, "Don't worry about apologizing to me, and some trucks north-east from where we are, are a little out of place."
He nodded his head after Bradford explained to him and went back to moving trucks around but was still a little fumed about that black-coated diesel, calling him 'lacking and old.'
"I'm not 'lacking and old,'" Casey Jr mumbled as he was pushing a truck. "I'm just a little outdated but still can shunt and pull coaches."
After pushing one of the trucks into position and moving a different brake van, Sir Topham Hatt approached him after he finished.
"Well done, Casey," he congratulated. "Now, there is something else that I want you to do."
Casey Jr listened with Moon as she had her head poked out of his window, listening to Sir Topham Hatt as he talked to them.
"Thomas had an accident, and everyone else is busy," Sir Topham Hatt explained to him. "Will you take Annie and Clarabel around Thomas' stations?"
"Sure, Sir!" Casey Jr smiled. "This is easy as pie!"
With that, Casey Jr went off to find Annie and Clarabel as Sir Topham Hatt returned to his office.
Meanwhile, Casey Jr continued to look around for them as Moon helped him look around.
So he went to the station to the platform Sir Topham Hatt told him to be at, looking confused and worried at the same time.
James, who was with his coaches, notices Casey Jr's slightly confused and worried expression as he has a piston on his chin, glancing around with his eyes.
"Is there something wrong, Casey?" James asked.
"Well, there is," Casey Jr responded meekly. "I can't seem to find Annie and Clarabel."
"You can't find them?" James repeated with confusion. "Weren't they in their usual spot?"
Casey Jr shook his head no before feeling something bump into his tender's buffers, causing him to yelp in startlement and move forward a little.
"Philip!" a female's voice exclaimed. "Be very careful!"
"Oops, sorry!" a young boy's voice apologized. "Though, who yelped?"
Casey Jr sheepishly chuckled as he moved back a little, letting the workers couple him with whatever was behind him.
"What were you doing with Annie and Clarabel, Philip?" James asked as Casey Jr listened to the conversation. "Casey has been looking all over the shunting yard for them!"
"Oh," From the other side of him, he could see a small boxcar diesel coming up beside him, looking sheepish as he blushed. "I'm sorry about that, mister-"
He was cut off when he was surprised to see Casey Jr, stopping his tracks out of surprise.
"Casey Jr?!" he exclaimed, his eyes wide as saucers.
"Uh, yes?" Casey Jr responded, rubbing the back of his chimney with a piston in confusion. "That's me?"
He instantly went forward like a rocket and went to a turntable, turned around, and came back over to Casey Jr, facing him.
"Is it you?!" he exclaimed. "How was the circus? What was it like there? Did you see a lot of animals around? Did you-"
"Okay, okay," Casey Jr chuckled as he placed his pistons on each side of the small boxcar diesel as he stopped talking. "One question at a time, kiddo!"
He giddily smiled as he removed his pistons from his sides, noticing that a small group of passengers surrounded him.
They were talking to each other and mentioning him with a hand or a finger.
Half of him was confused about the group, as the other half was worried about the time, not wanting to make a mistake again.
Gordon came over after a run around Sodor to each station, looking confused when he noticed a crowd of passengers around an engine with Thomas' coaches coupled at the end of its tender.
"What in…?" Gordon mumbled in confusion before noticing that it was Casey Jr, who has Thomas' coaches. "Casey?"
Casey Jr glanced over at Gordon with a sheepish expression on his face, feeling a little crowded and in the spotlight.
"What are you doing with Thomas' coaches?" Gordon asked in confusion.
"Uh, Sir Topham Hatt assigned me to take Thomas' coaches while he's bein' fixed." Casey Jr explained as he glanced up at the clock, which said the exact time to leave. "Right now," he heard the conductor's whistle after everyone was in Annie and Clarabel, whistled his whistle to pull out of Knapford as Philip, the name of the boxcar diesel, heard the whistle and noticed the time, moving backwards to allow Casey Jr to leave. "I need to go."
He moved from the station as Moon went to work on the coal and drove him, as Gordon looked over at James with a confused expression on his face.
Meanwhile, Casey Jr continued with his adventure down the line, feeling calm now that he can pull coaches, although still a little worried about making mistakes like the last two times.
His boiler twisted at the thought of Sir Topham Hatt seeing what was going on and might send him and Moon away, which seemed to make Casey Jr afraid of him.
Suddenly, something took his mind at another memory, causing him to feel more worried than before, causing him to go a little fast, but Moon put the brakes on before he could speed up.
"Slow down a little, Casey!" Moon spoke as she poked her head out of the window. "It's not a race! Besides, don't be worried. We're doing fine!"
"I-If you say so, Moon." Casey Jr nervously chuckled before noticing that he was coming up to Maithwaite, one of Thomas' stations that he needed to stop at for his passengers to get off.
During the other half of the day, Casey Jr went on to pull coaches around with Annie and Clarabel, getting to know them more and sometimes about Thomas as he continued with their work.
However, there were some hints from Casey Jr that he was nervous about, that it was not with shyness or the publicity that saw him as one of the most 'famous engines around.'
When it was three o'clock in the day, Casey Jr was soon pulling trucks around to go to other yards, seeing that they were troublesome when it came to transportation.
"🎵Casey Jr's pulling us along,🎵" they sang as Casey Jr glanced over slightly to see what was going on behind him. "🎵Casey Jr's pulling us along! We'll give him a push!🎵"
With that, the first truck pushed against his tender with a hard shove, causing Casey Jr to yelp out in startlement next to James.
"You have the Troublesome Trucks?" James chuckled as he pulled some non-troublesome trucks behind him. "Poor you!"
"Oh, shove off!" Casey Jr huffed, speeding up more as James scoffed indignantly.
He soon reached Brendam Docks, seeing three cranes operating and two engines working, and one of them seemed to notice him as he entered the docks.
"Ahoy thar!" he greeted. "Jus' move th' trucks 'n flatbeds o'er thar 'n let th' cranes do th' work!"
Casey Jr nodded his head and went to do what he did, showing off some 'unusual' skills that none of them have seen before, mostly to push aside some crates that were a little too close to the rails.
The diesel and steam locomotive seemed to notice when he pushed another crate to the side when it was a little close before pulling the flatbeds underneath the cranes.
"Uh, 'scuse me?" the steam dockside locomotive asked, coming over to his side with the dockside diesel. "Where are you from?"
"I'm from America." He answered calmly, watching the cranes unloading the flatbeds. "If you are wondering, I am Casey Jones, Jr."
"The Casey Jones Jr?" he exclaimed. "You mean the one that traveled around the world with a very famous circus?"
"Yes, that's me!" Casey Jr smiled, doing his trademark smile and position.
For the entire day, Casey Jr continued talking with everyone he meets, mostly about how he did with the famous circus he once worked at, even helping other engines with what they were struggling with.
Sometimes he even greeted Bradford along the way, seeing he was being pulled by an engine named Samson.
Samson is based on a Neilson 0-4-0 saddle tank engine and is painted in a viridian color with a red lining.
He has gold nameplates with his name on them, number plates with the number fifteen on it, and handrails.
But as he turned around a corner down the line, Casey Jr was slowed down by a driver when he noticed the same black-coated diesel lying on the ground with the Troublesome Trucks behind him.
Karma had already come for him at this fast and in an unexpected way for Casey Jr to witness.
"Oh, Casey," he spoke, noticing Casey Jr puffing down the line. "C-Can you get the breakdown cranes for me?"
Casey Jr frowned after he asked, mocking as he spoke with sarcasm in his tone of voice, "Oh gee, how can a 'lacking and old' engine like me get breakdown cranes when he goes around ten or five miles per hour?"
His face turned a little red after he mocked as Casey Jr left, with the back of his tender up in the air a little, as if he was turning his back against him.
Once at the station, Casey Jr noticed a familiar blue from the corner of his eyes, glancing over to see Stephanie standing at the station, holding what looked like a journal in her hands.
It has a dark blue cover as there was a light blue ribbon in it, with a rubber band around the book to keep it from opening.
"Hi, Steph!" Casey Jr called to her as she glanced over and noticed him.
"Hi, Casey!" Stephanie called back to him, waving a hand at him as the other held the journal in her arm.
There was a pencil pouch next to the journal in her arm, holding it against her chest without harming it.
"What's that in your arm, Stephanie?" Moon asked, mentioning the book in her arm.
Stephanie glanced down at it and smiled, taking the pencil pouch out first before the journal, showing it as it has a tag on it that has her name on it.
"It's a sketchbook!" Stephanie beamed. "Mr. Hatt bought it for me after noticing that I was good at drawing!"
"That's kind of him!" Casey Jr smiled, beaming a little at how kind Sir Topham Hatt was.
"What about you, Casey?" Stephanie politely asked, moving the journal back against her chest. "How was your work and, I didn't know that you work here, Moon!"
"Well," Moon spoke as she knelt to Stephanie's height. "Since Casey doesn't have anyone else to work with him, I decided to take the chance to be both his driver and firemen."
"Make it firewoman." Stephanie lightly joked as Moon blushed a light neon green color on her cheeks.
Casey Jr giggled after Stephanie lightly joked about Moon as Moon rolled her eyes about the joke.
Then they noticed Philip again pushing a line of empty trucks in front of him.
"Need help with that, Philip?" Casey Jr asked as Stephanie and Moon continued talking to each other.
"No, I got it," Philip responded. "But thanks for asking."
Casey Jr nodded his head after he responded before glancing into the distance and noticing that something was heading over to where they were… speeding towards the station.
It was painted silver and was glistening in the sunlight in the distance.
Casey Jr remembered that it was Spencer who was always passing by someone at a fast pace.
...Without even bothering to stop for anyone to pass by him.
But something in his firebox told him that something was very wrong.
As Spencer was speeding closer, Casey Jr noticed that he was not stopping at all, looking worried and frightened.
Without thinking, Casey Jr quickly switched tracks by moving himself with his pistons, forgetting that his tender had come off of him after he moved.
"Casey?" Moon spoke in confusion when she heard the chain uncoupled from him. "What are you-?"
The sudden crash came as Spencer went into Casey Jr roughly, as Moon protectively held Stephanie against her chest as scraping came against the rails.
Casey Jr's buffers were damaged from the crash as debris went everywhere slightly, as he used all his brake's strength to stop Spencer, despite the slight damage to his body.
The driver and fireman quickly put Spencer's fire out after he crashed into Casey Jr and struggled to slow him down, as everything had finally stopped.
Now that he has slowed down and been stopped from crashing by Casey Jr, they can see who Spencer looks like.
Spencer is based in Class A4 Pacific, and he is painted metallic silver with a black lining.
He has red nameplates with his name in gold letters, each mounted on each side of his smokebox.
"What on earth were you thinking?!" Moon huffed at Spencer after he had been stopped. "Trying to harm everyone else?"
"I didn't mean to!" Spencer protested. "My brakes were stuck!"
Moon sighed after Spencer protested before noticing that Casey Jr looked a little… terrified as he shook from funnel to wheel.
"Uh, Casey?" Moon spoke, moving away from Stephanie as she looked confused and startled. "Are you alright?"
Casey Jr snapped out of his state and glanced over at Moon and Stephanie, sighing as he removed his pistons from Spencer, placing one close to his body.
As if he was placing a hand on his chest like a human would almost getting a heart attack.
"I-I'm fine." he stammered. "Just a little startled."
Sir Topham Hatt quickly came out of his office after hearing about the crash, seeing Casey Jr's front damaged along with Spencer's.
"Is everyone alright?" Sir Topham Hatt asked.
"Ye-Yes, everything is alright." Casey Jr stammered, moving back onto the track, and puffed up to Sir Topham Hatt.
"It was my brakes, sir," Spencer spoke as Casey Jr went to get his tender back. "They were stuck, and I could not get them to work."
"I see." Sir Topham Hatt nodded. "Well, let me see if Edward or any other engine will shunt both you and Casey Jr to the Steamworks to be repaired."
Casey Jr smiled gently as Sir Topham Hatt turned to him.
"And since you saved Spencer from being severely damaged, you get a new fresh coat of paint too!" Sir Topham Hatt smiled as Casey Jr beamed.
"That's wonderful!" Casey Jr whistled. "Thank you, Sir!"
Stephanie smiled after Casey Jr thanked him as Edward came over after being called, first taking Spencer to the Steamworks.
But while Casey Jr was waiting for his turn to go to the Steamworks to be repaired and repainted, Stephanie went to think to herself about his reaction after he saved Spencer from crashing.
He looked terrified and, at the same time, looked like he had seen this before that terrified him to death.
Did something happen in his life that caused him to be that terrified?
Stephanie shrugged to herself after thinking in her mind and asked Casey Jr if he was alright.
She decided that it would be best to wait and find out for herself.
