The Winx Club's Sodor Adventures - Season 3

Episode 8: Diesel Does It Again

Duck, Percy, Musa, Mirta and Lucy enjoyed their work at the harbor, pulling and pushing freight cars full of cargo to and from the quay.

But one morning, everybody was exhausted. The harbor was busier than ever. Sir Topham Hatt promised that another engine would be found to help them.

"Huh! It's about time," said Percy.

"Finally, we'll have someone to help us," said Musa.

"I ached so much, I can hardly get my wheels to move," agreed Duck.

"I hope it's not someone troublesome we know," said Mirta.

"Me too," said Lucy.

They waited for the engine to arrive. It came as a shock when he did.

"Good morning," squirmed Diesel in his oily voice.

The five friends had not worked with Diesel for a long time.

"What are you doing here?" gasped Duck.

"I thought Sir Topham Hatt sent you away in disgrace for telling lies about Duck," said Mirta.

"Well, your worthy Top... Sir Topham Hatt sent me here. I hope you are all pleased to see me again. I'm to shunt some dreadful tiresome cars."

"Shunt where?" said Percy suspiciously.

"Where? Why, from here to there," purred Diesel. "And then again from there to here. Easy, isn't it?" With that, Diesel as if to make himself clear bumped some cars hard.

"Ooh!" screamed the cars.

"Grr!" growled Diesel.

Percy and Duck were horrified. They did not trust Diesel at all. They refuse to work and did not leave their shed. Musa, Mirta and Lucy knew it and joined them.

Sir Topham Hatt was enjoying his tea and iced bun when the telephone rang. "So there's trouble in the harbor yard? I'll be there right away."

Diesel was working loudly and alone. Cargo lay on the quay. Ships and passengers were delayed. Everyone was complaining about Sir Topham Hatt's Railway.

Percy, Duck and the girls were sulking in their shed.

"What's all this?" demanded Sir Topham Hatt.

"We're on strike, sir," said Percy nervously.

"That's right, sir," said Musa.

"Yes," added Duck. "Beg pardon, sir, but we don't work with Diesel, sir."

"Yes, you said you sent him packing, sir," added Mirta.

"Did you forget that I told you about his lies about Duck?" asked Lucy.

"I had to give Diesel a second chance," replied Sir Topham Hatt. "I'm trying to help by bringing Diesel here. Now you must help me, he was the only engine available."

Percy, Duck and the girls went sadly back to work.

Next morning, things were no better. Diesel's driver had not put his brakes on properly, and Diesel started to move. He went bump straight into Percy.

"Hey!" shouted Musa. "What was that for?"

"Wake up there, Percy," scowled Diesel. "You have work to do." He didn't even say he was sorry to Percy.

Later, Diesel bumped the cars so hard that the loads went everywhere.

"This is a disaster," said Lucy.

"What would Sir Topham Hatt say?" gasped Percy.

"He won't like it," said Duck.

"So who's going to tell him I wonder? Five goody-goody tattletales like you, I suppose?"

Percy, Duck and the three girls did not want to be tattletales, so they said nothing.

Diesel, thinking he could get away with his bad behavior, was ruder than ever.

Next day, he was shunting freight cars full of China clay. He banged the cars hard into the buffers, but the buffers weren't secure. The silly cars were sunk!

Sir Topham Hatt heard the news.

The cars were hoisted safely from the sea, but the clay was lost.

Sir Topham Hatt spoke severely to Diesel. "The harbormaster has told me everything. Things worked much better here before you arrived. I shall not be inviting you back. Now Duck and Percy, I hope you and the girls don't mind having to handle the work by yourselves again."

"Oh, no, sir. Yes, please, sir," replied the engines and the girls. Whistling cheerfully, they puffed back to work while Diesel sulked slowly away.

The End