The Winx Club's Sodor Adventures - Season 2
Episode 4: Saved From Scrap
Sir Topham Hatt works his engines hard, but they are very proud when he calls them really useful.
"Tecna and I going to the scrapyard today," Edward called to Thomas.
"What? Already? You're not that old," replied Thomas cheekily. Thomas was only teasing.
The Wellsworth scrapyard is full of rusty old parts and machinery. They are broken into pieces, loaded into cars and Edward and Tecna pull them to the steelworks where they are melted down and used again.
Today, there was a surprise waiting for them in the yard. It was a traction engine.
Edward and Tecna were amazed.
"Hi," said the Fairy of Technology, "my name is Tecna. And this is my good friend Edward."
"Hello," said Edward. "You're not broken and rusty. What are you doing here?"
"I'm Trevor. They're going to break me up next week."
"What a shame," said Edward.
"I agree," added Tecna.
"My driver says I only need some paint, polish and oil to be as good as new. But my owner says I'm old fashioned."
Edward snorted. "People say I'm old fashioned, but I don't care. Sir Topham Hatt says I'm a useful engine."
"My driver says that I'm useful too," said Trevor. "I sometimes feel ill, but I don't fail like those tractors. I just go and finish the job, and I've never broken down in my life."
"Wow!" gasped Tecna. "Seems to me that you're a hard worker like us!"
"What work did you do?" asked Edward.
"My owner would send us from farm to farm. We threshed corn, hauled logs and did lots of other work. The children loved to see us." Trevor shut his eyes, remembering. "Oh, yes. I like children."
Edward and Tecna set off for the station.
"Broken up, what a shame! Broken up, what a shame! I must help Trevor, I must!"
"Yes," said Tecna, "but what can we do?"
They thought of all their friends who liked engines. But strangely none of them would have room for a traction engine at home.
"It's a shame! It's a shame!" Edward hissed. Then... "Peep! Peep! Why didn't I think of him before?"
"What is it, Edward?" Tecna asked.
There on the platform was the very person. It was the Vicar of Wellsworth.
"Hello, Edward. Hello, Tecna. You two look upset. What's the matter, Charlie?" He asked the fireman.
"There's a traction engine in the scrapyard, Vicar. He'll be broken up next week. Jem Cole says he never drove a better engine."
"Do save him, sir. He saws wood and gives children rides."
"We'll see," replied the Vicar.
Tecna seemed confused. "Edward," she asked, "what did the Vicar mean by 'We'll see?'"
"I think he's saying he'll have to think this over," answered Edward.
"Well, I hope he'll consider," said Tecna.
Jem Cole came on Saturday. "The reverend is coming to see you, Trevor. Maybe he'll buy you."
"Do you think he will?" asked Trevor.
"He will when I've lit your fire and cleaned you up."
The Vicar and his two boys arrived that evening. Trevor hadn't felt so happy for months. He chuffered about the yard.
"Show your paces, Trevor," said the Vicar.
Later he came out of the office, smiling. "I've got him cheap, Jem! Cheap!"
"Did you hear that, Trevor?" cried Jem. "The reverend's saved you and you'll live at the vicarage now."
"Peep! Peep!" whistled Trevor.
Now Trevor's home was in the Vicarage Orchard, and he sees Edward and Tecna every day. His paint is spotless and his brass shines like gold. Trevor likes his work but his happiest day is the church fair. With a wooden seat bolted to his bunker, he chuffers round the orchard giving rides to children. Long afterwards, you will see him shut his eyes, remembering.
"I like children," he whispers happily.
The End
