Chapter Two: The Beginning of the Start
The crowd of Scots grew silent, then started to talk.
"Donald, you never…"
"It's been a while Douglas."
"Are you the real Tho-"
"Emily, how on earth did you manage to get Thomas, the real Thomas, as your boyfriend?"
Thomas knew that his was getting out of hand, so he blew his whistle.
"Hello everyone. I am the real Thomas. If there's anything you want to know, please, feel free to ask, one by one."
A female engine that looked just like Emily puffed forwards.
"How was it the first time you declared your love for each other and kissed?"
Emily rolled her eyes.
"Thomas, this is my sister, Amelia. She is quite dirty minded. Never mind. She is very dirty minded."
"Hello, Amelia. Nice to meet you. Should I tell her Emily?"
"Sure. There isn't anything embarrassing about it."
Thomas smiled, and started to tell them the days before.
"It was a long time ago…"
The Start of Their Love
It was a long time ago on the island of Sodor. It was only a few days after a certain emerald green Stirling engine arrived. Percy was out with the mail train, Henry was out with his Flying Kipper, and Gordon was pulling the late night express. The two mixed traffic engines, Edward and James were sleeping quite deeply. Thomas steamed quietly out of the sheds. Every time he went to sleep, he would have the same dream: He was kissing an engine. He didn't know who it was. He could only see a brief outline. He was passing by Knapford sheds. He saw the sleeping form of his faithful coaches, Annie and Clarabel, along with Emily's coaches. He smiled. He was mad at Emily for "stealing" his coaches, but she made it up by rescuing Oliver from having a crash with Thomas. Then, he saw Emily. A certain bubbling feeling in his boiler, not from his coal, but from emotions. He blushed. He was in love with Emily. He was about to pass on, then he heard Emily sigh.
"Aw… I wish I could see it…"
Thomas chuffed over with curiosity.
"Hi Emily, sorry I over heard. See what?"
"Hello, Thomas. I wish I can see the lights."
"What lights?"
"Auroras."
"Oh… you can tell me what those are later. Emily, I'm sure that it is beautiful, but there is a very beautiful and lovely place that only I know. Would you like to see?"
"Oh yes…"
"Okay."
Thomas turned around on the turntable, and told Emily to follow her. Emily smiled, and spoke quietly to herself.
"This is like a date with Thomas… I love it."
Thomas's steam pressure seemed to rocket up. He was happy as he went to his place. Thomas made his way across the island. A place he loved on the railway was a secret place. Soon, he turned onto an old set of tracks. Emily was worried, but was glad to see that it wasn't bumpy. They rolled along. Then, Thomas stopped and turned onto the track on the side. Emily followed. Then, she gasped. It was a lake. A lake with an island in the middle. Thomas went into a loop siding, and turned around. When he came back, Emily was still looking at the view.
"Wow…"
"Breathtaking, isn't it?"
"Yes… wow…"
Suddenly, Emily burst into tears. Her mind has in pieces. She missed their siblings, she still felt guilty about taking Thomas's coaches, and there was one more. She just couldn't help but think of her dream. He hopes of having Thomas as her boyfriend, her love. Thomas buffered up to her.
"What's wrong Emily?"
Thomas looked at her, then suddenly, Emily kissed him on his cheek.
"Oh my, I'm sorry Thomas. I'm so sorry."
She rushed back towards the main line. Thomas, still stunned about what happened, blinked twice, the went back on the loop siding to follow Emily. Then he realized. He could never catch up with Emily. He knew that she used to be an express engine back in Scotland. There was no way that he can catch up and talk to her until they meet again tomorrow back at the yards. So he went back to where Emily was, trying not to cry. Needless to say, he did not succeed.
Back at Scotland
Thomas smiled and told the crowd, "Emily can tell you what happened, I was still trying to find her."
Emily smiled and resumed the story.
The Wisest of Them All
Edward was steaming around, just looking about the night sky. He stopped at his station and let of steam. Then he heard a quite swirl of steam. Edward puffed forward to see an emerald green tender that he was fond of.
"Emily…"
Edward went onto a turntable and reversed until he could see her face. It was streaked with tears with fresh ones pouring out.
"Emily, what are you doing here?"
Emily just let out another cry. Edward rolled forward and latched onto her. He then started to sing a song.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Moments so dear
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure-measure a year
In daylights- in sunsets
In midnights- in cups of coffee
In inches- in miles
In laughter- in strife
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year in the life
How about love
How about love
How about love
Measure in love
Seasons of love
Seasons of love
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Journeys to plan
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure the life
Of a woman or a man
In truth that she learns
Or in times that he cried
In bridges he burned
Or the way that she dies
Its time now to sing out
Though the story never ends
Lets celebrate
Remember a year in the life of friends
Remember the love
Remember the love
Remember the love
Measure in love
Seasons of love
Seasons of love
When Edward was done singing, he saw that Emily was sleeping peacefully with a slight smile on her face. He smiled himself, then gently pulled her to Tidmouth Sheds. He gently pushed her into his own berth, and went to sleep at his station himself. He sighed. In the morning he'll talk to her.
The song is Seasons of Love by from the musical RENT, written by Jonathan Larson
-Drewdy59