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Please Note: - This is written different to how it appears in the book and the TV episode to make it more believable.

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Sharloey and Rheneas work in the railway that weaves around the lakes and mountainsides. The coaches are often filled with passengers and the engines are proud to run the line come rain or shine. The two engines will never let there passengers down, but they are old and tire more easily. Their Drivers understood this and spoke kindly to them. "There's more than enough work for both of you on this railway. So, the manager has bought two new engines to help run the line, while you Skarloey, can have a rest. And you Rheneas, can finally go to the works". Both engines were excited about this news and promised to give the new engines a big welcome.

The new engines arrived next day. They looked very smart, but still had much to learn. One was called Sir Handel, and the other Peter Sam. "What a small shed!" grumbled Sir Handel. "This won't do at all! we're much too smart for this old shack!" "I think it's nice," said Peter Sam. "Huh!" grumbled Sir Handel. "What's that rubbish?" "Sh sh! said Peter Sam, "that's Skarloey, one of the old famous engines. I'm sorry, Skarloey," he whispered, "Sir Handel's upset now, but he's quite nice really." Skarloey felt sorry for Peter Sam.

"Now Sir Handel," said the Fireman next morning, "I'll get you ready for work." "I'm tired," he yawned, "let Peter Sam go, he'd love it." "No," said the Fireman, "Owner's orders, you're first." "Oh well!" said Sir Handel sulkily, "I suppose I must." When his Driver arrived, Sir Handel puffed away to fetch the coaches. He didn't like the look of them at all. "Whatever next?" he snorted, "Those aren't coaches; they're cattle trucks!" "Oooooh!" screamed Agnus, Ruth, Jemima, Lucy, and Beatrice, "what a horrid engine!" "It's not what I'm used to," clanked Sir Handel rebelliously, making for the station.

He rolled to the platform just as Gordon arrived. "Hello!" he said. "Who are you?" "I'm Gordon, Who are you?" "I'm Sir Handel. Yes, I've heard of you; you're an Express engine. So am I, but I'm used to bogie coaches, not these cattle trucks. Do you have smart coaches? Oh yes, I see you do. We must have a chat sometime. Sorry I can't stop; must keep to time, you know." And he puffed off, leaving Gordon at a loss for words!

"Come along you lot!" he puffed to the coaches. "Cattle trucks indeed!" grumbled the coaches. "We'll pay him out!" Presently they stopped at a station. The line curved here and began to climb. It was not steep, but the day had been misty that early morning, and the rails were slippery. "Now's our chance! "Agnus whispered to the others, "Hold back!" they passed the word down and giggled as Sir Handel started and their couplings tightened.

"Come on! COME ON!" he puffed as his wheels slipped on the greasy rails. His wheels were spinning, but the coaches pulled him back, and the train stopped on the hill beyond the station. "I can't do it," he grumbled, "I'm used to sensible bogie coaches, not these bumpy cattle trucks." The Guard came up. "I think the coaches are up to something," he told the Driver. So they decided to bring the train down again to a level piece of line, to give Sir Handel a good start.

The Guard helped the Fireman put sand on the rails, and Sir Handel made a tremendous effort. The coaches tried hard to drag him back; but he puffed and pulled so hard that they were soon over the top and away on their journey. The Thin Controller was severe with Sir Handel that night. "You are a Troublesome Engine," he said. "You are rude, conceited, and much to big for your wheels. Next time I shall punish you severely. Sir Handel was impressed, and behaved well for several days!

One morning he took the train to the top station. He was cross; it was Peter Sam's turn, but the Thin Controller made him go instead. "We'll leave the coaches," said his Driver," and fetch some trucks from the Quarry." "Trucks!" snorted Sir Handel, "TRUCKS!" "Yes, Sir Handel," his Driver repeated, "Trucks." Sir Handel then jerked forward; "I won't! so there!" He lurched, bumped, and stopped. "Told you!" said Sir Handel triumphantly. He had pushed the rails apart, and settled down between them on the sleepers.

His Driver and Fireman got out. and they telephoned the Thin Controller. He came up at once with Peter Sam, and brought some workmen in a truck. The Thin Controller was too busy to talk to Sir Handel, but instead gave him a stern message which was brief and blunt. "I shall talk to you later!" Then both he and the Fireman took Peter Sam home with the coaches, while the Driver and the workmen put Sir Handel back on the rails. Sir Handel did not feel so pleased with himself when he crawled home, and found the Thin Controller waiting for him. "You are a very naughty engine," he said sternly. "You will stay in the Shed till I can trust you to behave." After hearing that, I'm sure Sir Handel will, aren't you?

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Description

Please Note: - This is written different to how it appears in the book and the TV episode to make it more believable.

Enjoy.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Sharloey and Rheneas work in the railway that weaves around the lakes and mountainsides. The coaches are often filled with passengers and the engines are proud to run the line come rain or shine. The two engines will never let there passengers down, but they are old and tire more easily. Their Drivers understood this and spoke kindly to them. "There's more than enough work for both of you on this railway. So, the manager has bought two new engines to help run the line, while you Skarloey, can have a rest. And you Rheneas, can finally go to the works". Both engines were excited about this news and promised to give the new engines a big welcome.

The new engines arrived next day. They looked very smart, but still had much to learn. One was called Sir Handel, and the other Peter Sam. "What a small shed!" grumbled Sir Handel. "This won't do at all! we're much too smart for this old shack!" "I think it's nice," said Peter Sam. "Huh!" grumbled Sir Handel. "What's that rubbish?" "Sh sh! said Peter Sam, "that's Skarloey, one of the old famous engines. I'm sorry, Skarloey," he whispered, "Sir Handel's upset now, but he's quite nice really." Skarloey felt sorry for Peter Sam.

"Now Sir Handel," said the Fireman next morning, "I'll get you ready for work." "I'm tired," he yawned, "let Peter Sam go, he'd love it." "No," said the Fireman, "Owner's orders, you're first." "Oh well!" said Sir Handel sulkily, "I suppose I must." When his Driver arrived, Sir Handel puffed away to fetch the coaches. He didn't like the look of them at all. "Whatever next?" he snorted, "Those aren't coaches; they're cattle trucks!" "Oooooh!" screamed Agnus, Ruth, Jemima, Lucy, and Beatrice, "what a horrid engine!" "It's not what I'm used to," clanked Sir Handel rebelliously, making for the station.

He rolled to the platform just as Gordon arrived. "Hello!" he said. "Who are you?" "I'm Gordon, Who are you?" "I'm Sir Handel. Yes, I've heard of you; you're an Express engine. So am I, but I'm used to bogie coaches, not these cattle trucks. Do you have smart coaches? Oh yes, I see you do. We must have a chat sometime. Sorry I can't stop; must keep to time, you know." And he puffed off, leaving Gordon at a loss for words!

"Come along you lot!" he puffed to the coaches. "Cattle trucks indeed!" grumbled the coaches. "We'll pay him out!" Presently they stopped at a station. The line curved here and began to climb. It was not steep, but the day had been misty that early morning, and the rails were slippery. "Now's our chance! "Agnus whispered to the others, "Hold back!" they passed the word down and giggled as Sir Handel started and their couplings tightened.

"Come on! COME ON!" he puffed as his wheels slipped on the greasy rails. His wheels were spinning, but the coaches pulled him back, and the train stopped on the hill beyond the station. "I can't do it," he grumbled, "I'm used to sensible bogie coaches, not these bumpy cattle trucks." The Guard came up. "I think the coaches are up to something," he told the Driver. So they decided to bring the train down again to a level piece of line, to give Sir Handel a good start.

The Guard helped the Fireman put sand on the rails, and Sir Handel made a tremendous effort. The coaches tried hard to drag him back; but he puffed and pulled so hard that they were soon over the top and away on their journey. The Thin Controller was severe with Sir Handel that night. "You are a Troublesome Engine," he said. "You are rude, conceited, and much to big for your wheels. Next time I shall punish you severely. Sir Handel was impressed, and behaved well for several days!

One morning he took the train to the top station. He was cross; it was Peter Sam's turn, but the Thin Controller made him go instead. "We'll leave the coaches," said his Driver," and fetch some trucks from the Quarry." "Trucks!" snorted Sir Handel, "TRUCKS!" "Yes, Sir Handel," his Driver repeated, "Trucks." Sir Handel then jerked forward; "I won't! so there!" He lurched, bumped, and stopped. "Told you!" said Sir Handel triumphantly. He had pushed the rails apart, and settled down between them on the sleepers.

His Driver and Fireman got out. and they telephoned the Thin Controller. He came up at once with Peter Sam, and brought some workmen in a truck. The Thin Controller was too busy to talk to Sir Handel, but instead gave him a stern message which was brief and blunt. "I shall talk to you later!" Then both he and the Fireman took Peter Sam home with the coaches, while the Driver and the workmen put Sir Handel back on the rails. Sir Handel did not feel so pleased with himself when he crawled home, and found the Thin Controller waiting for him. "You are a very naughty engine," he said sternly. "You will stay in the Shed till I can trust you to behave." After hearing that, I'm sure Sir Handel will, aren't you?

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Sprites by Myself, Princess-Muffins , SplendidEngine02 , CrystalCaden53 , NickG2005 , LeatherBootlace , Cj-The-Creator , EngineOfTheIsles04 , and many, many, many others (so many I forgot).

You can use this for your own uses, Just give me credit, Cheers.