Well, this is gonna be a thing now soo...
Here's to beginning everything!
Year: 1984
Britt: Hey, Mr. Starr.
Ringo: Wha?
Britt: It's showtime.
Ringo: Show?
Britt: The show! The train one that was just greenlit for 26 episodes!
Ringo: Oh yeah!
Britt: Read this script here.
Ringo: Ahem.
Thomas is a little blue tank engine who lives at a big station called Knapford on a place called the Island of Sodor.
"Hey! I'm not little! Just big boned or something." said Thomas.
Anyway, for whatever reason, as you just saw, this island's populated by not just people, but talking trains.
So, Thomas is a cheeky little shit, with six small wheels, a short stumpy funnel,-
"Stop with the size shaming!" said Thomas, annoyed.
-a short stumpy, boiler, and a short, stumpy dome.
Thomas was also a fussy little engine, pulling coaches about so that the big engines he lived with could take them on long journeys.
Also don't ask about the Green Engine there pulling a utility van and brake van at the end of his train.
So, when the trains eventually came back in, Thomas pulls away the empty coaches away so that the big engines can go and rest-
"Thanks for shunting my train." said The Green Engine gratefully, having to drop off the unwanted utilty van and brake van somewhere else, very likely at a generic goods station.
"Yeah yeah, you're welcome." muttered Thomas.
-The coaches themselves unfortunately had no say in any of this.
At the sheds, The Green Engine and Gordon were both chatting.
"Isn't it great that we're so big and strong?" asked Gordon.
"Certainly is." replied The Green Engine.
Another engine, a red tender engine with the number 5 on his tender soon backed in.
"Hello there!" said the Red Engine.
Gordon looked at the red engine with surprise.
"Are you supposed to even be here?" asked Gordon.
"Yes. This so-called crew dumped me here to populate the sets or something." replied the red engine.
"Same could be said for me." muttered the Green Engine.
Getting back on track, Thomas shunted a utility van while the Green and Red Engine both passed him from the opposite ways.
Not like any of them would cross paths again.
Thomas thinks that none of the other engines work as hard as he does.
He loves playing tricks on the other engines, except a certain medium blue engine as he liked and/or tolerated him at best, but this includes (cue fanfare) Gordon, the biggest, proudest, and strongest engine of them all!
Thomas likes whistling rudely at Gordon.
Gordon briefly shrieked in surprise as Thomas woke him up with his whistling.
"Wake up, Lazybones! Why don't you work hard like me?!" remarked Thomas cheekily, as he puffed off laughing.
"DAMN YOU, THOMAS!" roared Gordon angrily.
Gordon then fell back asleep 10 minutes later.
One day, after pulling the big express (the medium express was for engines like Marklin or another red engine named Eagle), Gordon had arrived back at the sidings being very tired. This debatably had been the effect of him either not getting much sleep, or stealing the Green Engine's stash of coal the previous night.
Regardless, he was just going to sleep when Thomas snuck up on him in his cheeky and annoying way.
"Wake up, lazybones! Do some hard work for a change! You can't catch me even if you tried!" whistled Thomas cheekily, as he ran off laughing.
Gordon, now understandably angry, began thinking of a way to get back at Thomas instead of going to sleep again like nothing happened.
Cue the next morning transition...
On one morning, debatably after the previous one, Thomas wouldn't wake up. He randomly decided to be a lazy engine on this particular morning.
"Hey, wake up!" said Thomas' driver, who everyone collectively agreed was named Bob.
"Huh, wha.." muttered Thomas sleepily.
"It's apparently time to get the express ready." said Bob sternly.
"I already did that.." replied Thomas.
"You did. Yesterday, that was yesterday, buddy." replied Bob.
"Well... 5 more minutes then..." muttered Thomas.
Thomas was about to head back to sleep, but Bob firmly tapped his buffer.
"No! You're waking up now!" said Bob, now angry.
"Fine fine, I'm waking up." replied Thomas, annoyed how he wasn't gonna get to sleep in.
Thomas finally started, and he puffed out of the sheds.
He fussed into the station, having gotten lost after taking four wrong turns, where Gordon was waiting.
"Did you get lost in Ireland or something? Hurry up, you!" grunted Gordon.
"Go hurry up yourself!" snapped Thomas.
"I will..." muttered Gordon while Thomas got his express ready.
Just as Thomas shunted the coaches into place, Gordon reversed quickly and was coupled to the train almost instantly.
This jolted the passengers for a brief moment.
"Get in quickly please!" whistled Gordon.
Thomas always gave the big trains a push to help them start, and was always uncoupled afterwards. But this time, Gordon started so quickly that he accidentally squashed a crow on the track and the workman forgot to uncouple Thomas.
Gordon's chance had now come!
Thomas whistled frantically in horror.
"Stop! I'm still coupled, you bloody buffoon!" shouted Thomas.
"Come on, come on!" puffed Gordon to the coaches as they pulled out of Knapford.
"PEEP PEEP! Stop, stop!" wailed Thomas.
"Hurry hurry hurry!" laughed Gordon.
"Ohmygod, ohmygod!" said Thomas as he tried to catch his breath, now having gone at a speed that no engine like him should be going.
Down the line, coming the opposite way on a different track, was a red engine by the name of Eagle. He looked identical to the other red engine whose name will have to wait until the seventh episode to be said, but for now it begins with J.
He looked identical to him, but Eagle had red wheels, a red dome, and no number on his tender. Why he had no number is debatably that he was just built that way.
ANYWAYS, Eagle was pulling a slow goods train, and had stopped at a red signal.
"I wonder how things on Sodor had been since I left in 1954." said Eagle.
Just then, Gordon sped past Eagle, laughing maniacally as Thomas screamed.
"STOP! OH MY GOD! PLEASE!" screamed Thomas as his screams faded into the distance.
"Huh, seems like I'm not missing much." sighed Eagle.
"You can't away now!" laughed the coaches.
As Gordon crossed the viaduct, Thomas was now out of breath but he had to go on, as he had no choice.
"I shall never be the same again!" cried Thomas.
Gordon then proudly raced past some hills, and finally came to a gradual stop at Wellsworth.
Thomas was finally uncoupled.
"WHERE WERE YOU WHEN I NEEDED YOU?!" snapped Thomas angrily at a workman.
Thomas then piffed onto a small turntable that was designed for little tank engines or medium sized tender engines, and thought about everyone laughing at him.
He then ran onto a siding out off the way.
"Well well, little Thomas! Now you know what hard work means, don't you?!" remarked Gordon cleverly.
Thomas thought of a one liner that would counter Gordon, but he had no breath to say it, so he just puffed slowly to rest near a water tower, where he had one long, long drink for a little engine like himself.
Thomas then went home very slowly, and became careful to never be cheeky, at least to Gordon, again.
"Well." said Britt.
"Well what?" asked Ringo.
"We've got a TV show to make now." replied Mitton.