Tree Trouble - UK

On the Island of Sodor, there are lots of trees.
There are tall trees and short trees. Thick trees and thin trees. And even Christmas trees.
Thomas puffed cheerfully into Knapford Station.
Thomas was happy to see the winter holiday decorations. They glittered and glowed.
Percy was there.
THOMAS: Hello, Percy!
PERCY: Hello, Thomas! Dowager Hatt is talking to the diesels.
Thomas was surprised. He rolled forwards to listen.
DOWAGER HATT: I will come to the new Dieselworks to see the Christmas tree at teatime.
Make sure you find one that's the tallest and grandest.
The diesels grinned with delight. Thomas' firebox fizzed.
THOMAS: What about the Steamworks, we should have the tallest and grandest Christmas tree!
DOWAGER HATT: What's that?
THE FAT CONTROLLER: Speak up, Thomas!
THOMAS: I'm sorry, Sir. Excuse me, Ma'am. Perhaps we could find a tall and grand tree for the Steamworks as well?
Dowager Hatt beamed.
DOWAGER HATT: What japes! A competition! I shall be the judge.
Diese snarled, Thomas smiled.
THE FAT CONTROLLER: Now puff away, and be Really Useful Engines.
Later, Thomas and Percy were at the Steamworks.
THOMAS: It's a competition, Victor.
PERCY: And Thomas is going to win!
[DIESEL HORNS]
Suddenly, there was a honking and a hooting from outside the Steamworks.
It was Diesel, Den and Dart. They were cross.
DEN: We'll find the grandest...
DART: ...And tallest tree.
DIESEL: We'll win and you will lose.
DEN: We know that...
DART: ...You see!
THOMAS: No you won't. I know where to find grand trees and I'll puff there first.
Thomas pumped his pistons and huffed huffily away.
Thomas chuffed on, with the diesels behind. He puffed and he huffed, with one thing in mind.
THOMAS: I'll find the tallest and grandest tree, I'll win and they'll lose, that's how it will be!
At Maithwaite Station, Thomas and the diesels saw two trees standing side-by-side. The diesels honked and hooted.
DART: Ours is the grandest tree. It's green and it's glossy, it's bushy and bold.
Thomas sighed.
THOMAS: The trees are both grand, but they're not tall at all. They're short and they're stumpy.
I know where to find tall trees!
Thomas wheels whirred.
[THOMAS WHISTLES]
Thomas wheeshed on with the diesels behind. He puffed and he huffed, with one thing in mind.
THOMAS: I'll find the tallest and grandest tree, I'll win and they'll lose, that's how it will be!
At Maron Station, Thomas and the diesels saw another two trees standing side-by-side.
The diesels hooted and honked.
DEN: Our tree is the tallest.
Thomas rattled his rods.
THOMAS: The trees are both tall, but they're not grand at all. They're weak and they're wobbly.
I know where to find trees that are tall and grand. And, I'll race there first.
Thomas steamed on, with the diesels behind. He puffed and he huffed, with one thing in mind.
THOMAS: I'll find the tallest and grandest tree, I'll win and they'll lose, that's how it will be!
Thomas and the diesels screeched to a stop at the Misty Island Logging Station.
Bash, Dash and Ferdinand were surprised to see their new visitors.
DASH: Good to see you...
BASH: ...all!
FERDINAND: That's right!
DASH: What can we...
BASH: ...do for you?
THOMAS: I'm looking for the tallest and grandest Christmas tree.
DIESEL: So are we.
Bash, Dash and Ferdinand puffed and puzzled.
BASH: Then, maybe...
DASH: ...we should find two trees.
FERDINAND: That's right.
So, Bash, Dash and Ferdinand puffed proudly away.
Later, the Logging Locos had found two tall and very grand Christmas trees.
DIESEL: They're grand.
THOMAS: And tall.
BASH, DASH AND FERDINAND: That's right!
THOMAS: And I'll be first back to Dowager Hatt to win the competition.
So, with a clink and a clank, two flatbeds were fixed, the trees were laid down and then off on their trip back to Sodor.
Thomas was first, he pounded and pumped. Diesel came next, as they battered and bumped.
Then, a whistle wheeshed loudly that made Thomas jump and he heard the trees fall with a terrible thump to the tracks.
THOMAS: Fizzling fireboxes. Stop, Gordon!
Thomas reversed, with a crunch he rolled over his tree.
Diesel reversed, with a scrunch he rolled over his tree.
DIESEL: Trembling tracks!
THOMAS: Cinders and ashes! We've squashed our trees! Now, there can't be a competition and it's all my fault.
DIESEL: Dowager Hatt will be waiting.
Thomas pumped his pistons.
THOMAS: You're right, Diesel. Puff back, Gordon. We must hurry.
Gordon grumped.
GORDON: Very well.
So together the engines clickity-clacked back down the track, without their grand trees.
Mavis and Salty were waiting at the new Dieselworks. So was Dowager Hatt.
DOWAGER HATT: Where are your trees?
Thomas trembled.
THOMAS: I wanted to win the competition, so I raced and I rolled too fast and too far and I squashed both our trees.
DOWAGER HATT: Dear, oh dear, Thomas! What to do?
Thomas huffed heavily. The diesels were sad. Thomas wanted to make them happy.
THOMAS: Ma'am, I will be back in a huff and a puff. Will you wait here, please?
DOWAGER HATT: Very well, Thomas. I will.
Soon, Thomas was back with his friends, the Logging Locos.
DASH: This is the grandest and tallest...
BASH: ...Christmas tree ever!
FERDINAND: That's right!
Thomas beamed from buffer to buffer.
THOMAS: And, it's the best of all for the Dieselworks.
Thomas puffed and chuffed through the Misty Island Tunnel.
THOMAS: I'll tell all my friends to help right away. Together, we'll make this the best Diesel Day!
Thomas' Christmas tree stood at the Dieselworks.
DEN: That's the tallest...
DART: ...and grandest tree...
DIESEL: ...we've ever seen!
Thomas beamed.
One-by-one, his friends brought lights and ribbons, baubles and bells.
At last, the tree was ready.
DOWAGER HATT: What fun! What a magnificent tree!
THOMAS: Happy winter holidays, diesels!
And all the steamies hooted and tooted their greetings, so that even Devious Diesel smiled.
DIESEL: ...yeah!
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