So Thomas went to go pull Rickety. "Hello Rickety, I'm Thomas." said Thomas. "Hello blue patchboy. Now take me to the docks fast, you old fuss puff!" shouted Rickety. "I just wanted to be friends, you saucy boiler!" screamed Thomas.
"I never wanted to have an old heap of scrap pulling me to the docks, nor did I want some silly old fashioned engine called Thomas pulling me, either!" said Rickety. "Why don't you just leave me here!?" "Fine! I will!" shouted Thomas.
Then Fergus came along. "What are you doing today, Thomas? Maybe I could take this load off your hands and pull it for you, okay?" said Fergus. "Thank you, Fergus." said Thomas.
So Fergus went to go pull Rickety. "Hey, well lookie who we have here! An even slower engine than the last! Woohoo!" exclaimed Rickety. "Hey. I'm just here to pull you to the docks, so shut your saucy mouth!"
"Hey, look what you've done! You've got the fat controller out here!" yelled Rickety. "Fergus, that is no way to treat our new engine." said Sir Topham Hatt. "But you don't understand-" "OH I completely understand, we're going to have to scrap you!"
Then Salty came over to see Fergus. "You're late delivering all the fish!" said Salty. "All the children are waiting for it at the seaside!" "I'm really sorry, Salty." said Fergus. "I won't do it again."
"Wait! It's my fault...I'm sorry." said Thomas. "I should've just done my job." "Okay, I'll see what I can do about this old engine..." said Sir Topham Hatt.
So all the engines and Sir Topham Hatt went over to the seaside to enjoy the nice water and the fish.
THE END.
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