Waking up in the shed Neville was the first one awake, and hearing the sounds of the sea and finding him self amongst more friendlily engines. Soon the other's woke and everyone left the shed and started work.
Neville made haste as he began to shunt trucks in the yard and moved them on to the key, he backed down and found Bill.
"Oh hello." said Neville.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I'm working."
"Really." smiled Bill, he looked over to Ben at the far end.
"Yes, bye." said Neville as he moved changed lines and moved down to far end of the train.
Waiting for him was Ben.
"Why are you working here?" wondered Ben.
"What, how did you get here."
"I asked you first."
Neville backed down, and tried to get his funnel around how the little yellow tank engine was jumping around.
"Why did you leave?" asked Bill.
"What? HOW!" blurted Neville.
Bill started laughing.
"Bill, what are you doing?" asked Edward coming over.
"Oh nothing." said Bill.
"Why don't you get some trucks to take back with you."
Bill sniggered and he left.
"What was that?" asked Neville.
"That was Bill one of a two."
"Twins." Realised Neville "I should of guessed."
"They could of made it worse."
"I'm glad they didn't."
"Well good luck today." smiled Edward and he pulled away.
Neville soon ran to the front of his train and backed down, he was about to leave when Murdoch came over.
"Wow, Neville." callee Murdoch "What are you doing?"
"I'm about to take my train what's wrong."
"Those are my trucks."
"Really, that seems short."
"I run trains between here and main line, I pick up goods along the way."
"Oh." said Neville.
"Yours will a bit smaller."
"Thank you." said Neville and left to find his trucks.
Murdoch shook it of and started to pull away.
At the other end of the line at Tidmouth, the others where sitting in the shed, Gordon was going on about shunting, wile Henry and James agreed with him. Emily and Bear tried to reason with them wile Molly was left in silence.
"Why don't they just get that new engine to shunt." grunted Henry "Then he's of some use and we can get on with our work."
"And have that nasty peace of work here." huffed Gordon "No thank you. I don't want to even sleep in the same shed as that black box."
"He's not that bad." said Molly "He seemed nice."
"Really have you even spoken to him?" asked James, blowing off the idea
"Yes." spluttered Molly.
"It's properly just a front." said James "No self respecting engine wears black paint, even the Donald and Douglas changed to blue after a wile."
"That was after they joined fully." Argued Bear "And what does that have to do with anything."
"A lot." said Emily "But we can't just sit here." so she left the shed.
"Agreed lets just get things ready." said Bear. "We've all got jobs to do."
The other's stayed in the shed.
"Why do all the new engine's the Fat controller keep going else where." grunted Gordon. " First it was Harvey then Arthur and Murdoch." Gordon soon left the shed.
"At least we have Molly and Emily." said Henry leaving after him.
"Except Molly's stuck working in the coaling plant." called James following after them.
Molly sat alone in the shed, letting out a sigh she looked to the others and slowly followed after them towards the station.
The trip thought the county side was a nice trip, he passed by the Orchard and gave a whistle to Trevor. He smiled as Murdoch passed him by with a goods train speeding down the line behind him.
He was still happy when he arrived at Wellsworth with his goods train and was only soured when a whistle sounded and his mood shifted. He screwed up his face to make it like he didn't care, but it soon fell to a frown. As he shunted his train he waited for the ridicule that was soon come come, but what he heard was better then he expected.
"Oh, it's nice to see you again."
Neville perked up seeing Molly "Oh high again." he said, "Making your rounds again."
"Yep."
"I'm glad you don't think bad of me."
"I wish I could say the same for the others."
"I'm sure they will come around."
"Do you think."
"Give them time."
"What about you, you barley know me. I know Edward and other then you, I don't know any other engine on this island."
"Well, lets start you know my name, what's yours."
"Neville." he said bashfully.
"That's a lovely name."
"Thank it's better then Charlie."
"What?"
"Don't worry, I wish I could get to know your better."
"So I do, lets hope we can talk more, I've got to get along with my work."
"Me to."
The two smiled and parted ways, wile Molly left Neville carried on shunting.