The Winx Club's Sodor Adventures - Season 2

Episode 9: Percy Proves A Point

Percy and Musa worked hard at the new harbor. The workmen needed stone for their building. Toby and Roxy helped, but sometimes the loads of stone were too heavy, and Percy and Musa had to fetch them for themselves. Sometimes, they'd see Thomas and Bloom.

"Well done, you two. Sir Topham Hatt is very pleased with us."

"I agree," said Bloom. "It'll be wonderful."

"You're right, Bloom," Musa agreed, "it's gonna be great."

An airfield was close by. Percy and Musa heard the airplanes zooming overhead all day. But the noisiest of all was a helicopter.

"Wow!" said Musa. "That helicopter sure knows how to hover."

"Silly thing!" said Percy. "Why can't and go and buzz somewhere else?"

One day, Percy and Musa stopped at the airfield. There they found the helicopter, and to their surprise, it also had a fairy friend, who indeed was the Head of Discipline back at Alfea, Professor Griselda.

"Hello," said Percy, "you must be Miss Griselda, the Head of Discipline at the Alfea College for Fairies."

"That's right," said the professor.

"You know, Musa and the other members of the Winx Club told me all about you. You sure know how to teach fairies about self-defense."

"Well, thank you," said Miss Griselda, "and you seem to have very good manners."

"Thank you," said Percy. "By the way, is this your helicopter?"

"Oh, yes," said Miss Griselda, "and he's also a new friend of mine. I'm also his pilot."

"That's amazing," said Musa.

"Hello," said Percy. "Who are you?"

"I'm Harold," said the helicopter. "Who are you?"

"I'm Percy and this is my fairy friend Musa."

"Pleased to meet you," said Musa. "And what great arms you've got."

"They're nice arms," said Harold. "I can hover like a bird. Don't you wish you could hover?"

"Certainly not. I like my rails, thank you."

"I think railways are slow," said Harold. "They're not much use and quite out of date."

"Okay, Harold, enough debating," said Miss Griselda. "Time for another test run."

So Miss Griselda turned on Harold's engine, and he whirled his arms and buzzed away.

Percy and Musa found Toby and Roxy at the quarry.

"I say, you two. That Harold, that stuck-up whirlybird thing."

"What did he say to you and Musa?" asked Roxy.

"He says I'm slow and out of date," said Percy.

Roxy gasped. "Did he really say that?"

"Oh, yes," said Musa. "I heard it with my sonic hearing."

"Well, he shouldn't say that," said Roxy.

"Just let him wait, Roxy," said Percy, "we'll show him."

He collected his freight cars and started off still fuming.

Soon, they heard a familiar buzzing.

"Percy," whispered Musa. "There's Harold. He and Miss Griselda are not far ahead. Let's race them."

"Yes, let's!" said Percy.

Percy pounded along, the cars screamed and swayed.

"Well, I'll be a ding-dong dang!" said Musa.

There were Harold and Miss Griselda. When they saw Percy speeding along, they knew that the race was on!

"Go it, Percy!" Musa yelled. "You're ganging!"

Percy had never been allowed to go fast before. He was having the time of his life. "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!" he panted to the cars.

"We don't want to! We don't want to!" they grumbled.

But it was no use. Percy was rocketing along with flying wheels and Harold and Miss Griselda were high and alongside.

Musa shoveled for dear life. "Well done, Percy!" she shouted. "We're ganging! We're going ahead! Oh good boy, good boy!"

A distant signal warned them that the harbor wharf was near.

"Peep peep peep! Brakes, conductor, please?"

Musa carefully checked the train's headlong speed.

They rolled under the main line, and halted on the wharf.

"Oh, dear!" groaned Percy. "I'm sure we've lost."

The fireman scrambled to the cab roof.

"We've won! We've won!" he shouted. "Harold and Miss Griselda are still hovering. They're looking for a place to land."

"Listen, boys," the fireman called. "Here's a song for Percy and Musa."

"Said Harold the Helicopter
to our Percy, 'You are slow,
your railway is out of date
and not much used you know.'

But Percy with Musa's help
did the trip in record time,
and we beat the helicopter
on our old branch line."

Percy and Musa loved it. "Oh, thank you!" Percy said.

"We really love it," Musa agreed.

They liked the last line best of all, and were very happy friends.

The End