The Winx Club's Sodor Adventures - Season 2
Episode 13: Diesel's Devious Deed
Diesel and Lucy were sulking. The freight cars would not stop singing rudely at them.
Duck and Mirta were horrified. "Shut up!" they ordered, and bumped them hard.
"We're sorry our cars were rude to you, Lucy and Diesel," said Duck.
"Yeah," Mirta agreed. "They shouldn't be such jerks."
Diesel was still furious. "It's all your fault! You two made them laugh at me and Lucy!"
"That's right," snapped Lucy. "You two have betrayed us!"
"Nonsense!" said Henry. "Duck would never do that. We engines have our differences, but we never talked about them to the cars. That would be dis...dis..."
"Disgraceful!" said Gordon.
"Disgusting!" put in James.
"Despicable!" finished Henry.
Diesel hated Duck. He wanted him to be sent away, so he made a plan. He was going to tell lies about Duck.
Next day, he spoke to the cars. "I see you like jokes. You made a good joke about me and Lucy yesterday. We laughed and laughed. Duck told me one about Gordon and Aisha. I'll whisper it. Don't tell them I told you." And he snickered away.
"Ha, ha, ha!" guffawed the cars. "Gordon will be cross with Duck when he knows. Let's tell him and get back at Duck for bumping us." They laughed rudely at the engines and fairies as they went by.
Soon Gordon, Henry, James and their fairy friends found out why.
"Disgraceful!" said Gordon.
"Disgusting!" said James.
"Despicable!" said Henry. "We cannot allow it!"
"If I get my hands on that backstabber," shouted Aisha, "he'll be nothing but a pile of scrap!"
"You took the words right out of my mouth, Aisha." agreed Stella as she held Flora who was crying. "I've never been so insulted in all my life."
"I don't understand it," Flora sobbed. "How could Duck say such horrible things to us?"
They consulted together. "Yes," they said. "He did it to us, we'll do it to him and see how he likes it."
Duck and Mirta was tired out. The cars had been cheeky and troublesome. They wanted a rest in the shed.
The three engines and their fairy friends barred his way. "Keep out!"
"Stop fooling," said Duck. "I'm tired."
"So are we," hissed the engines. "We're tired of you. We like Diesel. We don't like you. You tell tales about us and our fairy friends to the cars."
"I don't!"
"You do!"
"I don't!"
"You do!"
Sir Topham Hatt came to stop the noise.
"Duck called me a 'Galloping Sausage'!" spluttered Gordon.
"And he called me a 'Fish Head'!" scolded Aisha.
"'Rusty Red Scrap Iron'!" hissed James.
"'Ugly Drama Queen'!" snapped Stella.
"I'm 'Old Square Wheels'!" fumed Henry.
"And I'm 'Miss Stinkweed'!" cried Flora.
"Well, Duck?"
Duck considered. "I only wish, sir," he said gravely, "that I'd thought of those names myself, if the dome fits..."
"Ahem!"
"He made cars laugh at us!" accused the engines.
"Make him pay!" shouted the fairies.
Sir Topham Hatt recovered. He had been trying not to laugh himself. "Did you, Duck?"
"Certainly not, Sir! No steam engine will be as mean as that!"
"Yeah!" said Mirta, "And I was with him all morning! So you can tell that he didn't say those horrible lies!"
Diesel lurked up.
"Now, Diesel, you heard what Duck said."
"I can't understand it, Sir, to think that Duck of all engines. I'm dreadfully grieved, Sir, but know nothing."
"Yes," said Lucy. "I can't imagine that Duck would do something terrible like that."
"I see," said Sir Topham Hatt.
Diesel squirmed and hoped he didn't.
"I'm sorry, Duck, but you and Mirta must go to Wellsworth for a while. I know Edward and Tecna will be glad to see you."
"Yes, sir."
"As you wish, sir."
Duck and Mirta trundled sadly away, while Diesel smirked with triumph.
To Be Concluded...