It was a peaceful day on the Island of Sodor. The engines were at the sheds. Suddenly, Thomas arrived. "Hey, who wants to read the story I just wrote?" he asked. The other engines' faces filled with dread. Thomas' stories were far from being as good as he claimed.

"Uh, sorry, I have to go pull trucks," said James nervously. He would rather pull trucks than listen to Thomas' stories, they were that bad. He bolted away.

"Yeah, what he said!" added Edward, and followed.

"Sorry, little Thomas, I can't read your handwriting," lied Gordon.

"Oh, that's okay, I can read it out loud for you," replied Thomas.

"OkayIcanreadyourhandwritingeverythingaboutyourstoryisperfectBYE!" said Gordon, all in one go, before he sped away. Thomas was about to ask Henry, but he was asleep.

Percy hesitated for a moment. "I'll read your story, Thomas," he offered.

"Thanks, Percy! Tell me what you think later!" said Thomas. He left the papers in front of Percy, and left. Percy took a deep breath, and began reading.


Thomas the Awesome Engine

Once upon a time, there was a super-duper cool blue tank engine. His name was Thomas! One day, The Fat Controller told Thomas, "Thomas, I have a special mission for you. You have to defeat the evil Diesel 10!" So Thomas left to save the world again.

He eventually found Diesel 10. "MWAHAHAHA!" laughed D10, but then Thomas turned into a giant robot, and he punched and kicked D10. Then Harry Potter arrived to help. He started casting magic spells but D10 broke his wand.

"Oh no! I can't cast magic without a wand! Thomas, will you do my job?" asked Harry.

"Of course!" replied Thomas. He took out another magic wand and defeated D10 and threw him off a cliff.

"Well done, Thomas! You're so awesome, we don't even need the rest of the engines!" said the Fat Controller. He turned to face the other engines. "Chuff away! You're fired!" he told them.

As a reward for his heroism and awesomeness, Thomas was crowned King of Sodor and the World.

THE END


Percy's eye twitched at the abomination in front of him. "I wasted ten minutes reading this?"

And that was the last time that Thomas was allowed to write stories.