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Description The three siblings landed single-file on the tender, quickly making room for each other. With a quick glance over the side of the tender, Vliticus lead the other two dragons over to the coal bin. He flopped onto his belly and slid down the shoot, tumbling into the locomotive's cab. Drex came down next. He reached the bottom of the shoot and immediately tried to stand up. His momentum pushed him down and he comedically rolled over, his horns clattering against the metal floor. With a little laugh, he stood up and brushed himself off like nothing happened. After Fliz had joined them, the three dragons gathered together to pick roles. "Who wants to be engineer?" Drex asked, looking at each of his siblings. Neither of them responded. With a shrug, he stood up. "Who wants to be stoker then?" This time Fliz raised a paw. "Alright, let's do this." Drex whirled around and leapt onto the seat behind him. "How's our steam look?" Drex asked as he turned a knob on one of the many valves. His brother glanced at an old guage that was marked for steam pressure. It's needle rested just a little above the mark for 0 psi, but Vliticus imagined it to read something else. He pawed at some valves on his side of the cab. After watching some of the other gauges do nothing, he grasped one valve and turned it all the way open. With a nod to Drex, the yellow dragon sat back in his seat. "I think we're ready." Their sister suddenly leapt to her feet from where she was, peering out around the edge of the cab. Fliz ran to the tender and started to dig through the little bit of coal that was left in it, pretending to toss pieces over to the firebox. Her little claws clicked on the footplate as she strode into the cab with her brothers. Trying to stay away from the implied heat, she used her wing to shovel the imaginary coal into the firebox. Drex sat and watched her work for a couple minutes before turning around. He looped his tail around the break lever and yanked it back a few notches. The young dragon then stood on his hind legs in the engineer's seat, and jiggled a lever that hung from the ceiling. Sitting back down, he looked out the cab window at all the other items in their parents treasure. In his mind, Drex imagined instead that buildings and trees were gliding by as the old locomotive steadily accelerated. Vliticus fiddled with some more valves on his side. After running back and forth a couple more times, Fliz started to make her way back to the side of the cab. She looked around when a noise from behind caught her attention. The little red dragon was laying down, tapping his tail on the seat. "Here. Trade ya." he offered. "Really?" A smile spread on Fliz's face as she turned around and walked over to him. He sat up and wagged his tail as she approached. "I thought it was your turn to run things. I can handle stoking." Drex leapt down from the seat and moved out of the way for his sister. She immediately stood on her hind legs in the seat, her front paws resting on the throttle. "How about we see what she'll do." Fliz said, glancing between her brothers with excitement.
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