Bizzy is an LRV who usually runs on the C Brenner line. She claims she is overworked, even though she works the same amount of time as everyone else.
"I'm put upon!" she said to Nizzy.
"I'm put upon!" she said to Pizzy
"I'm put upon!" she said to Rizzy.
The Mean Girls were confused. "Put upon what, the rails?"
"No, put upon with work, driver says he is too."
"Put upon, what a silly saying," said Nizzy. But Pizzy and Rizzy liked it, and they sang about it too.
-Bizzy's a put upon-
-put upon, put apon-
-Bizzy's a put upon-
-Poor old Bizzy!-
"I am put upon," grumbled Bizzy, "I am, I am, I am!"
You wouldn't think so, but the Sudrian engines are actually big fans of the show (Well, the LRVs are. The engines dislike having their most embarrassing moments on screen for all to see. That's why I'm writing these, so you can read THEIR mishaps).
The next day, Bizzy was whizzing by the Marina at 6:00. She enjoyed this part of the day, it was not too cold, and not too hot, almost no passengers or traffic, and the beautiful colors of the sky, pink light reflecting off the clouds in front of a dark blue sky.
So it's only natural that something has to ruin it.
The Grumpy Passenger had been fired from his job in Tidmouth, so he had moved away from Cros-ny-cuirn to a nice home in the Marina district for his new job downtown. He did this so he wouldn't have to deal with trains.
And everyone knows you can't get away from trains on Sodor.
I should probably tell you that Vicarstown does have a set of double decker bus lines. It's not important through where they go, just know that the Orange route ends at Strait and Percival.
Which is where the Grumpy Passenger lived.
You can guess which mode of transportation he took downtown.
Somehow, the entire week went excellently, and the Grumpy Passenger was now less grumpy. Then there was (as there always is) trouble. Trying to avoid a drunk driver, an owl bus (near empty thankfully) skidded across the road and into a large tree. Because of the clean-up, the line was re-routed. But the Grumpy Passenger read about the accident on Twitter before the re-routing. And thought he had to use the LRV.
Bizzy had done nothing wrong, but the Grumpy Passenger was already in a bad mood. Things turned for the worse however, when sparks flew from Bizzy's pantograph.
Now trust me, the LRVs sending sparks off is normal and happens all the time. But the grumpy passenger took a lesson from leftists and formed an opinion without knowing any facts. He freaked out, and I mean FREAKED OUT! He frantically pulled tried to pull open the doors, while the other ten or so passengers just looked at him strangely. At the next stop, the driver actually got out to assure the GP that everything was OK. The Grumpy Passenger was embarrassed, and was now in a quite foul mood.
So when they came to Churchill and Strait, a large T intersection with a long red light, he complained.
And when Bizzy stopped a little longer to let an old lady cross the street, he complained.
And when Bizzy had to wait for clearance to go underground, he complained.
Remember how this is Bizzy's favorite part of the day.
And how the sun is coming to heat up another summer's day.
And how the Grumpy Passenger is ruining this precious, soft, fresh time.
You can expect that Bizzy flipped.
Strangely, it seems to be common knowledge that an engine rolling back and forth quickly is the engine equivalent of masturbating. It's not. I won't get into it now, but seeing the type of fanfic this is, you can expect me to get into that sooner or later. Anyway moving back and forth is a common method for punishing (no, you sicko!) trucks. For railcars like Daisy or LRVs it's a method of hurting the people inside you. You may think that it's stupid to hurt lots of innocent passengers to bring justice to one man. It is. But Bizzy didn't care.
"Was that an earthquake?" cried one of the passengers.
But the Grumpy Passenger knew, so at the next stop, he made his historic last disembarkation. The next day he moved to Balladwail for an internet service provider. He never saw trains ever again, other than in his nightmares.
On the other hand, Bizzy was happy all day. And you know why? Because she was sent to the shed for deliberately hurting passengers. She got to sleep all day. She didn't complain about work again for a solid day.
