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It was a cold rainy day, and James was set to pull a heavy freight train. “Com-on James!” Called his driver. But James didn’t want to pull the train. “Ohh my boiler is grumbling” moaned James pathetically, “I don’t think I can pull the train todaaay!” He driver was cross now, “if you can’t come out of that shed” he said, “then we’ll have to get another engine.” Then the driver and fireman walked away.

The driver and fireman walked into the Fat Controllers office to tell him about James. “This is the sixth time this week James has refused to do his duties” said the Fat Controller, “I have to do something about his laziness.” Then James’ fireman got a idea and told the others about it. “Mmm, it’s worth a shot” said the Fat Controller.

A few days, James was very bored. His driver and fireman walked up to him. “Hello James, how are you today?” Asked his driver. “I’m bored! I need a good run, please!” James demanded. “Sure” said the driver getting into James cab.

James was fired up and ready to go. He ran very nicely, until he had to stop at a red signal for another train. “Hurry up, hurry up!” James demanded. Suddenly a bright red engine, caring a long freight train shot passed James. James was so shocked he quickly followed the engine. And it wasn’t until the engine finally had to stop at a red signal himself.

“Hey!” Called James, “who are you?” The engine was big and red and he spoke with an deep Irish accent. “I be replacing yah lad” the engine spoke. James froze. “R-replaced?” He said softly. “The big engines wished steam and puffed away. “See yah later lad!” The big engine said rudely. James watched as he puffed away. “bah!” James snorted, “the Fat Controller would never replace me…would he?”

Later James arrived at the station to collect his coaches. But was shocked to find the same big red engine at the platform with James’ coaches. “What are you doing here?” James demanded. “I be pulling me coaches lad” “but those are my coaches!” James replied. But the big red engine snorted and puffed away.

James sat in the station, soon Thomas puffed in. “What’s the matter James?” Thomas asked. “It’s that big red bully, he stole my coaches!” James complained. “You mean Cian?” Thomas said. “So that’s his names” James said sternly. “What’s wrong with Cian?” Asked Thomas. “He’s taken my job!” James replied. “at least he actually doing your job” Thomas chuckled as he left the station.

That night, James came back to Tidmith sheds, he was awaiting to see his big engine friends. But as he rounded the corner he could here laughters from the sheds, it was Henry and Gordon. James stopped to listen. Cian was chatting with Henry and Gordon. “That’s the funniest joke I’ve heard in weeks” Henry laughed. “My my” smiled Gordon, “how did you do it?” Cian told them stories about his old railway. James frowned, and since Tidmith was full, he had to find another shed.

James sulked, but then became cross. “You can take my coaches, you can take my shed!” James snorted, “but taking my friends is the LAST STRAW!”

The next morning Cian and the other engines awoke from the sheds. Suddenly James got in front of the turntable. “ALRIGHT CIAN, if you think you can take my job, then maybe we can settle this in a competition!” The other engines looked disappointed in James, but the Cian grind. “Alright lad, I’ll play yah little game” He boomed, “and if you win, I’ll leave the railway. But if you lose, you’ll have to leave and never return!” He other engines looked worried. “Don’t do it James!” Called his friends. “But James was too concentrated in beating the big red tender engine.

James smiled, “I accept!”

~To be continued~

Description
It was a cold rainy day, and James was set to pull a heavy freight train. “Com-on James!” Called his driver. But James didn’t want to pull the train. “Ohh my boiler is grumbling” moaned James pathetically, “I don’t think I can pull the train todaaay!” He driver was cross now, “if you can’t come out of that shed” he said, “then we’ll have to get another engine.” Then the driver and fireman walked away.

The driver and fireman walked into the Fat Controllers office to tell him about James. “This is the sixth time this week James has refused to do his duties” said the Fat Controller, “I have to do something about his laziness.” Then James’ fireman got a idea and told the others about it. “Mmm, it’s worth a shot” said the Fat Controller.

A few days, James was very bored. His driver and fireman walked up to him. “Hello James, how are you today?” Asked his driver. “I’m bored! I need a good run, please!” James demanded. “Sure” said the driver getting into James cab.

James was fired up and ready to go. He ran very nicely, until he had to stop at a red signal for another train. “Hurry up, hurry up!” James demanded. Suddenly a bright red engine, caring a long freight train shot passed James. James was so shocked he quickly followed the engine. And it wasn’t until the engine finally had to stop at a red signal himself.

“Hey!” Called James, “who are you?” The engine was big and red and he spoke with an deep Irish accent. “I be replacing yah lad” the engine spoke. James froze. “R-replaced?” He said softly. “The big engines wished steam and puffed away. “See yah later lad!” The big engine said rudely. James watched as he puffed away. “bah!” James snorted, “the Fat Controller would never replace me…would he?”

Later James arrived at the station to collect his coaches. But was shocked to find the same big red engine at the platform with James’ coaches. “What are you doing here?” James demanded. “I be pulling me coaches lad” “but those are my coaches!” James replied. But the big red engine snorted and puffed away.

James sat in the station, soon Thomas puffed in. “What’s the matter James?” Thomas asked. “It’s that big red bully, he stole my coaches!” James complained. “You mean Cian?” Thomas said. “So that’s his names” James said sternly. “What’s wrong with Cian?” Asked Thomas. “He’s taken my job!” James replied. “at least he actually doing your job” Thomas chuckled as he left the station.

That night, James came back to Tidmith sheds, he was awaiting to see his big engine friends. But as he rounded the corner he could here laughters from the sheds, it was Henry and Gordon. James stopped to listen. Cian was chatting with Henry and Gordon. “That’s the funniest joke I’ve heard in weeks” Henry laughed. “My my” smiled Gordon, “how did you do it?” Cian told them stories about his old railway. James frowned, and since Tidmith was full, he had to find another shed.

James sulked, but then became cross. “You can take my coaches, you can take my shed!” James snorted, “but taking my friends is the LAST STRAW!”

The next morning Cian and the other engines awoke from the sheds. Suddenly James got in front of the turntable. “ALRIGHT CIAN, if you think you can take my job, then maybe we can settle this in a competition!” The other engines looked disappointed in James, but the Cian grind. “Alright lad, I’ll play yah little game” He boomed, “and if you win, I’ll leave the railway. But if you lose, you’ll have to leave and never return!” He other engines looked worried. “Don’t do it James!” Called his friends. “But James was too concentrated in beating the big red tender engine.

James smiled, “I accept!”

~To be continued~