The Winx Club's Sodor Adventures - Season 3
Episode 13: Trust Thomas
Thomas and Bloom were feeling bright and cheerful. It was a splendid day.
"Good morning," Thomas whistled to some cows, but the cows didn't reply. "Never mind," said Thomas, "they're busy with their breakfast."
"I guess they are," said Bloom.
Next they saw Bertie and Daphne.
"Hello, Bertie. Care for a race today?"
But all Bertie could say was... "Ouch! That's another hole in the road!"
"I'm sorry, Bertie," smiled Thomas.
Thomas and Bloom were still in good spirits when Bertie and Daphne arrived at the next station.
"Bad luck, Bertie," said Thomas. "Now if you're a steam engine, you would run on a pair of reliable rails."
"Huh!" replied Bertie. "The railway was supposed to deliver tar to mend the road two weeks ago. You can't trust a thing that runs on rails."
"Now, Bertie," said Daphne, "there's no need to get upset."
"Thank you, Daphne," said Thomas "And besides, I run on rails. You can trust me, Bertie. I'll see if I can find out what's happened."
"I'm with you, Thomas," said Bloom. And they puffed away towards the big station at Knapford.
James was snorting about in the yard. "It's too bad!" he grumbled. "Percy and Musa go to work at the harbor and I do their job here, there and everywhere! Take that!"
"Ooh!" groaned the freight cars. "Just you wait, we'll show you!"
Gordon laughed. "I'll tell you what, James. If you pretended to be ill everywhere, you couldn't shunt freight cars here or go to the quarry there, could you?"
"What a good idea," agreed James. "Look, here come Thomas and Bloom. I'll start pretending now."
Thomas and Bloom were sorry to see the engines looking miserable.
"Cheer up," Thomas puffed. "It's a beautiful day."
"Yes," grumbled Gordon, "but not for James."
"What's the matter?" asked Bloom.
"He's sick!" replied Gordon.
"Yes, he is. I mean, I am," stuttered James. "I don't feel well at all."
"Don't worry," said Thomas kindly, "We'll help out if you're ill."
Gordon and James snickered quietly to each other.
Some of James' cars were coupled behind Thomas, and he and Bloom steamed away to the quarry.
The cars were still cross. "We couldn't pay James back for bumping us, so we'll play tricks on Thomas instead. One engine is as good as another."
But Thomas and Bloom didn't hear them. They collected all the stone from the quarry and set off back to the junction.
Danger lay ahead.
"Now for our plan!" giggled the cars. "Go faster! Go faster!"
They pushed Thomas over the switches.
"Slow down!" called Bloom, and applied Thomas's brakes.
But it was too late. Thomas hit the buffers, and a post snapped apart, sending him and Bloom floating into another set of buffers on an old ferry raft.
Poor Thomas stood dazed and surprised in a muddy pond, as a toad eyed him suspiciously.
"Bloom," said Thomas, "are you alright?"
"I'm okay, Thomas," said Bloom.
"Bust my buffers," muttered Thomas. "The day started so well, too."
Duck and Mirta pulled away the cars, and Edward and Tecna helped Thomas and Bloom back to the junction. Suddenly, Thomas remembered the missing tar. He told Edward and Tecna all about it.
"That's strange," said Edward."A car full of tar has been left in our station at Wellsworth. That must be it."
"Don't worry, Thomas," said Tecna. "We'll make sure it gets to Bertie and Daphne now."
"Thank you, you two," said Bloom kindly.
Later, James spoke to Thomas. "I'm sorry about your accident," he muttered. "And so is Gordon. We didn't mean to get you and Bloom into trouble."
"No, indeed," spluttered Gordon. "A mere misunderstanding, Thomas. All's well that ends well."
"That's better," said Aisha, after she and Stella heard about what their engine friends did.
"I hope you two don't do that phony illness routine again," said Stella.
"We won't," said James. "And we mean it."
Just then Bertie and Daphne arrived. They looked much more cheerful.
"Our road's being mended now," said Daphne.
"Oh, I am glad," replied Thomas.
"Thanks for all you and Bloom did," added Bertie. "Now I know I can trust an engine especially if his name is Thomas."
Gordon and James puffed silently away to the shed with Aisha and Stella, but Thomas and Bloom still had company.
"Well, well," Thomas sighed. "What a day for surprises."
The toad, who was looking forward to a ride home, noisily agreed.
The End