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It had taken Thomas a few minutes to find a suitable set of coaches for Gordon in the yards, he had to admit, Mint and Rosie had done great work organizing the yard, but due to him not knowing the organization himself, it took him an extra minute to find the new coach sidings. This was all on top of the slow order through Tidmouth Town.

He had to chuckle to himself as he quickly brought the coaches to the station, for today he had been rostered to station pilot. Mary was willing to take up pulling Annie and Clarabel for the day, and it gave Rosie a day to pull goods, as he had seen her pulling out of the northern Tidmouth harbor yards earlier on his way down.

As he approached Tidmouth, he could already hear the grumblings of Gordon, who was clearly bored waiting.

"...3, 4, 5, 6...-"

Thomas interrupted in with his whistle and a chuckle. "7, 8! I see you're practicing your numbers Gordon, I knew you were old but!-" He just grinned as he rushed past Gordon and quickly shunted the coaches behind Gordon before running back around to look up at the now unimpressed pacific next to him.

"I was counting how many seconds late you were, little Thomas. After all, you all of all engines should be able to read that sign in your old age."

Thomas looked over to the sign that Gordon was likely referring to. ""North Western Regional Railways, really reliable and right on time! Signed Sir Charles Topham Hatt-""

Gordon just smirked. "See little Thomas, what did I sa-."

Thomas interjected. ""We are sorry for any inconvenience during repair works, we are always striving to make this railway even better than it already is."" Thomas shot a look at Gordon. "Last I checked, there's also a speed restriction coming past Tidmouth Town sheds due to the wall being replaced, or have you forgotten?"

Gordon just huffed and blew steam at Thomas before they both smiled at each other a little, Edward just smiled at them, having just backed down on his own train.

The other two just looked at Edward for a second, but Thomas spoke up first. "Well..." Thomas said, drawing their eyes back to him as he tried to puff up some confidence. "I'm going to have to excuse myself, I need to fill up with water and coal soon, as I'm going to be collecting Mr. Conductor." Thomas just saw Gordon roll his eyes as he kept speaking. "He's going to be watching over us while The Fat Controller and his family are on a much needed holiday."

Gordon just huffed. "I think we can take care of our selves-"

Before Gordon could answer any further, there was a rush of air as a large tan diesel rushed through the platforms, shouting to them with an angry voice. "Get out of the way, I've got a job for the boss and I'm not letting you steam kettles get in my way!"

The three of them were speechless!

Thomas just broke the silence. "Just who was that?!"

Edward lamented as he looked at the diesel trailing off into the distance. "Trouble." His eyes never trailed off from the diesel as the others turned to look at him, as in deep thought now. "Hmm..." he started to mutter under his breath, though Thomas and Gordon heard him. "It is getting close to the 50th anniversary.... no... it couldn't be...."

"Perhaps you should be off Little Thomas... we do need Mr. Conductor here... on time..." Quietly spoke Gordon. Whatever Edward was on about, was not good, for them nor the railway. Thomas just nodded as he waited for his crew to return, last he remembered, he was to meet Mr. Conductor up by Ulfstead, and he couldn't keep Mr. Conductor waiting too.

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The Lady has begun to smile.

The Lost Lady of Sodor, Act 1, Scene 5.

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Credits: Dragonmdk , Cj-The-Creator , Princess-Muffins , BaconOverlord582 , LeatherBootlace , ThomasFan21 , Lightningstudios69 , Diamond-Jubilee , NorthWesternWarrior

Description
It had taken Thomas a few minutes to find a suitable set of coaches for Gordon in the yards, he had to admit, Mint and Rosie had done great work organizing the yard, but due to him not knowing the organization himself, it took him an extra minute to find the new coach sidings. This was all on top of the slow order through Tidmouth Town.

He had to chuckle to himself as he quickly brought the coaches to the station, for today he had been rostered to station pilot. Mary was willing to take up pulling Annie and Clarabel for the day, and it gave Rosie a day to pull goods, as he had seen her pulling out of the northern Tidmouth harbor yards earlier on his way down.

As he approached Tidmouth, he could already hear the grumblings of Gordon, who was clearly bored waiting.

"...3, 4, 5, 6...-"

Thomas interrupted in with his whistle and a chuckle. "7, 8! I see you're practicing your numbers Gordon, I knew you were old but!-" He just grinned as he rushed past Gordon and quickly shunted the coaches behind Gordon before running back around to look up at the now unimpressed pacific next to him.

"I was counting how many seconds late you were, little Thomas. After all, you all of all engines should be able to read that sign in your old age."

Thomas looked over to the sign that Gordon was likely referring to. ""North Western Regional Railways, really reliable and right on time! Signed Sir Charles Topham Hatt-""

Gordon just smirked. "See little Thomas, what did I sa-."

Thomas interjected. ""We are sorry for any inconvenience during repair works, we are always striving to make this railway even better than it already is."" Thomas shot a look at Gordon. "Last I checked, there's also a speed restriction coming past Tidmouth Town sheds due to the wall being replaced, or have you forgotten?"

Gordon just huffed and blew steam at Thomas before they both smiled at each other a little, Edward just smiled at them, having just backed down on his own train.

The other two just looked at Edward for a second, but Thomas spoke up first. "Well..." Thomas said, drawing their eyes back to him as he tried to puff up some confidence. "I'm going to have to excuse myself, I need to fill up with water and coal soon, as I'm going to be collecting Mr. Conductor." Thomas just saw Gordon roll his eyes as he kept speaking. "He's going to be watching over us while The Fat Controller and his family are on a much needed holiday."

Gordon just huffed. "I think we can take care of our selves-"

Before Gordon could answer any further, there was a rush of air as a large tan diesel rushed through the platforms, shouting to them with an angry voice. "Get out of the way, I've got a job for the boss and I'm not letting you steam kettles get in my way!"

The three of them were speechless!

Thomas just broke the silence. "Just who was that?!"

Edward lamented as he looked at the diesel trailing off into the distance. "Trouble." His eyes never trailed off from the diesel as the others turned to look at him, as in deep thought now. "Hmm..." he started to mutter under his breath, though Thomas and Gordon heard him. "It is getting close to the 50th anniversary.... no... it couldn't be...."

"Perhaps you should be off Little Thomas... we do need Mr. Conductor here... on time..." Quietly spoke Gordon. Whatever Edward was on about, was not good, for them nor the railway. Thomas just nodded as he waited for his crew to return, last he remembered, he was to meet Mr. Conductor up by Ulfstead, and he couldn't keep Mr. Conductor waiting too.

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The Lady has begun to smile.

The Lost Lady of Sodor, Act 1, Scene 5.

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Credits: Dragonmdk , Cj-The-Creator , Princess-Muffins , BaconOverlord582 , LeatherBootlace , ThomasFan21 , Lightningstudios69 , Diamond-Jubilee , NorthWesternWarrior