Starr: Huh, a winter themed episode?
Britt: Yep.
Starr: Nice and crisp there.
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Autumn has came to the Island of Sodor, and it was honestly more beautiful, as the fields were changing from yellow stubble to brown earth.
And an orange tractor was hard at work as Thomas puffed along, having recovered from his fishy incident.
…
Later, Thomas had to stop at a red signal, and sighed.
"Just don't look at it, and he'll go away." muttered Thomas as he tried to look away.
"Hello!" said the tractor, and Thomas groaned, realizing he had to talk to him.
"Heyy." replied Thomas sarcastically.
"I'm Terrence. I'm plowing a field." said Terrence.
"I'm Thomas. I'm pulling a train." replied Thomas, annoyed. "What the hell kind of ugly wheels do you have?"
"My wheels aren't ugly. They happen to be caterpillar wheels." said Terrence. "I can go anywhere I like, unlike you, being forced to go in only one direction with your rails."
"That's not true, I can go backwards." replied Thomas as he puffed off indignantly.
…
Winter had come with dark clouds full of snow.
"I don't like it." said the driver. "A heavy fall is coming. I just hope it doesn't stop us."
"HUH!" said Thomas self-importantly. "Snow is just silly soft stuff." And he puffed on, feeling cold but confident.
…
They finished their journey safely, (despite running over a goat) but by now the country was fully covered.
Thomas briefly glanced at a large blue thing on a nearby trolley.
"Hey buddy, you'll need your snowplow for your next journey, Thomas." said his driver.
"Hmph!" said Thomas, unsurprisingly, angry. "Snow won't stop me! And that piece of crap plow won't be on me!"
…
The snowplow was heavy, uncomfortable to wear, and made Thomas even crosser, as the crew had to force him to wear it.
As a result, he shook, he banged it, and even insulted it repeatedly.
And by the time they had got back, it was so damaged that the driver had to take off.
"You're a very naughty engine!" he said as they slammed the doors in Thomas' face.
Next morning, Thomas' driver and fireman came early, and the workmen nearby were working as hard as they could to mend the snowplow, but none of them knew what snowplow maintenance was, as they couldn't make it fit.
Thomas was pleased as he puffed off without his snowplow.
"Hm, lucky." muttered James.
"He's heading for snowy trouble." said Edward as he watched Thomas laugh maniacally into the distance
"Oh I shan't have to wear it today!" Thomas bragged.
Annie and Clarabel were understandably worried about this.
"I hope it's alright, I hope it's alright." They twittered to each other.
The driver was worried too.
"It's not bad here." he said to the fireman. "But it's sure to be deep in the valley." While Eagle passed Thomas from the opposite direction, pulling a train of tankers.
"It's just silly soft stuff!" said Thomas as he briefly whistled to Eagle. "I didn't need that piece of crap yesterday, and I don't need it today!" He rushed into a tunnel, thinking how clever he was.
"I might only stop if I see SNOW-" whistled Thomas in horror as he smacked into a huge pile of snow.
"Ain't that ironic?" asked the driver as Thomas almost immediately started shivering.
"What in the cinders and ashes?!" cried Thomas. "I'm stuck!" And he was, for any blind people there.
"Well Thomas? What was it about not needing that snowplow today?" asked the driver.
"Oh shut up and help me." said Thomas as he tried to reverse, but his wheels just spun on the icy rails and he couldn't move.
"Co-come on!" strained Thomas.
Thomas soon stopped just as the guard ran off for help.
The passengers then tried to dig away the snow.
Thomas then tried to go forwards but while the passengers dug, more and more snow slipped down until Thomas was nearly buried.
"Oh my wheels and side rods!" he wailed. "I'll have to stop here until I'm frozen over!"
And Thomas began to cry. It was cold enough for his tears to be icicles.
At last, some red bus came to rescue the passengers.
"Beep beep, hello." said the bus.
And then, who should come to Thomas' rescue?
No, it wasn't any of the other engines, as they all had other things to do, such as work.
It was Terrence! As snow never worries him.
"Got yourself stuck in a snowy situation, eh?" remarked Terrence.
"Oh shut up, Terry and help me!" wailed Thomas.
"It's Terrence!" corrected Terrence. "And I'll rescue you-"
"Thank you so much." said Thomas.
"-if you take back what you said about my caterpillar wheels." said Terrence.
"Um…" thought Thomas.
"What's that?" asked Terrence.
"I take it back." muttered Thomas.
"I didn't quite catch that." replied Terrence.
"I TAKE IT BACK, I'M SORRY!" wailed Thomas.
"Thanks." said Terrence as he turned around. He soon pulled the empty coaches away.
"Di-did he just forget me?" pondered Thomas.
Terrence soon came back for Thomas.
Terrence slipped and tugged and tugged and slipped, as Thomas turned out to be heavier than he thought.
At last, he dragged Thomas clear of the snow, ready for the journey home.
Thomas, taking a moment to recover again as he most of the snow was brushed off, reversed and buffered up to Annie and Clarabel.
"Thank you, Terrence." said Thomas gratefully.
"I hope you'll be more sensible now." said his driver.
"I'll try." said Thomas as he reversed home.