Ho ho ho!
Sorry again for lack of updates. I've been so busy lately. Anyway, this is a fanfic I wrote for Christmas (or whatever you celebrate), and it's based on a certain Dr. Seuss story. I should note it takes place after season 15 (which was bad if you ask me), and you see characters like Belle, Molly and Stanley appear.
Enjoy! Bur first, this introduction...
Christmas is a wonderful time for the Sodor engines. However, it was almost ruined when it comes to a certain diesel with a claw. That's right; Diesel 10. After I got every engine's side of the story, I complied them into one story, and I'll show you how Diesel 10 had a change of heart... and engine.
It was a lovely December on the Island of Sodor. All the engines were getting ready for Christmas. Ferdinand brought a Jobi tree from Misty Island to Tidmouth Station. Stanley and Molly brought ornaments to all the stations. Thomas, Edward and Duck did Christmas specials on their respective branchlines. Donald and Douglas cleared the snow from the tracks. Gordon and Belle would be bringing guests from England, Wales and Scotland.
All the Sodor engines loved this time of year, but some engines didn't, and one of them was Diesel 10. He was a BR Class 42 Warship painted olive green with tan stripes, and on his roof was a robotic arm with a jagged claw at the end of it, which he named Pinchy.
Diesel 10 hated Christmas deep in his engine. But no engine knew why that was. Some say it could be that he got into an accident before Christmas. Others believe other engines laughed at him for having a claw on his roof. But I think the most likely reason was that his engine was in need of replacement.
One day, on December 23, Diesel 10 was at Vicarstown Dieselworks with Den and Dart.
"It's not fair," Diesel 10 snarled.
"What isn't fair?" asked Den.
"Every Christmas these steamies have," said Diesel 10, "the happiness, the noise, the carols... Bleugh!"
"Don't be a grump," said Dart cheekily, "everyone would think you were Ebeneezer Scrooge's engine!" And he laughed, and Diesel 10 threatened him with his claw.
"Dart!" scolded Den, "It's not funny!"
"Sorry," said Dart, "I wasn't trying to be rude."
"I agree with Den," said Diesel 10, "that was not funny and it was rude!"
"Dart, go and shunt with Paxton and Norman," ordered Den.
"Right away," said Dart, and he oiled away to help Paxton and Norman arrange fuel tankers. Den had sent Dart off to avoid his assistant getting hurt.
Meanwhile, at Knapford Junction, Thomas and Percy were getting ready for their next trains.
"Will this be our best Christmas, Thomas?" Percy asked his best friend.
"You always say that," laughed Thomas, "every Christmas is the best Christmas!"
"But I have been concerned about Diesel 10," said Percy.
"Why?" asked Thomas.
"He hates Christmas, and never gives a reason why," said Percy, "all he says is, 'I just hate it.' No one should be alone and miserable on Christmas!"
Thomas knew his best friend was right. Not too long ago, he, Diesel, Den and Dart looked around Sodor and Misty Island for a Christmas tree at the Dieselworks.
"We could ask him to join the party at Tidmouth," suggested Thomas, "maybe it'll brighten his spirits."
"Are you sure?" asked Percy with concern, "He could think we're trying to trick him," he added, remembering when Diesel 10 tricked him so the diesels could take over Crovan's Gate Steamworks.
"We just got to try," said Thomas.
After the two friends finished their work on the branchline, they puffed along the Sodor mainline to Vicarstown, at the eastern end of Sodor. They stopped at Wellsworth, commonly known as Edward's station, where they met with BoCo the Metropolitan Vickers Diesel Electric Type 2.
"Hello Thomas and Percy," said BoCo.
"Hello BoCo, and Merry Christmas," said Thomas.
"Where are you two headed?" asked BoCo.
"We're going to the Dieselworks to convince Diesel 10 to come to the party," said Percy.
BoCo stared in shock.
"Are you kidding me?" he asked after what seemed like minutes, "That's a terrible idea!"
"Why?" asked Percy.
"Diesel 10 would spoil the party with his complaining," explained BoCo, "and have you forgotten he tried to destroy Lady?"
Thomas and Percy knew BoCo was right. Years ago, Diesel 10 had chased Lady, the engine of the Conductor Magic Railroad, and threatened to destroy her. Lady lost him, used up all her coal and crashed. In years to come, her owner Burnett Stone hid Lady in Muffle Mountain and tried to fix her up to give his wife, Tasha, a ride in Lady. Sadly, Tasha died before she had the chance, leaving Burnett a lonely widower.
When Diesel 10 returned to Sodor, Thomas helped Mr. Conductor, his cousin Junior, Burnett and his granddaughter, Lily, to find the source of the gold dust for the Conductor Family. Thomas found the key to bringing Lady to life was Sodor coal, and brought it in a truck he lost a while back getting coal for Henry, with the help of Lily. Lady and Thomas returned to Sodor, only to be chased to the viaduct by Diesel 10. Fortunately, Diesel 10 fell off the broken viaduct, and landed in a barge.
Years later, Diesel 10 returned during the construction of the Sodor Airport, and when the tower fell and wrecked the runway - accidentally by Thomas - Thomas convinced Diesel 10 to help out, and the big diesel did, making the steam engines and diesel engines work together to save the airport. Despite helping, Diesel 10 still retained his evil characteristics, and tricked Percy so he, Diesel, Arry, Bert, Norman and Paxton took over Crovan's Gate Steamworks.
"Maybe so," said Thomas, "but we could give it a try, at least."
"We could show even a grumpy engine like Diesel 10 can have Christmas spirit," added Percy, "no one deserves to be miserable around Christmas."
"Okay, you two," he smiled, "I'll come with you."
Gordon thundered by with the express on his way to Tidmouth. As he passed, he blew his whistle loud.
"Merry Christmas!" he called as he disappeared into the distance.
Thomas, Percy and BoCo arrived at Vicarstown. There was Sidney the blue diesel shunter working in the yard. Sidney came from a railway in Australia, and was going to be scrapped, but the Fat Controller saved him and prepared to have Sidney overhauled. Unfortunately, the Dieselworks were run down by the time Sidney arrived, and had been in a siding for some time. When Kevin arrived at the Dieselworks, Sidney was moved by Norman to a siding outside the Dieselworks. After the Dieselworks were restored, Sidney was given his long-overdue overhaul, and he now works like a brand new diesel.
"Happy Christmas, mates," tooted Sidney.
"You too, Sidney," replied BoCo, "are you coming to the party?"
"I am, and it'll be my first Christmas on... where am I?" asked Sidney. Of course, Sidney was very forgetful, and would wander around, wondering how he got from siding A to siding B.
"Your first Christmas on Sodor," said Thomas, "it's at Tidmouth."
"Thanks," said Sidney, and he went back to work.
Soon, the three friends reached the Dieselworks. Paxton, Norman and Dart were shunting trucks in the yard. Paxton accidentally sent a few trucks running to Dart.
"Oh! Dizzy diesels!" exclaimed Dart.
"Sorry!" called Paxton. The young green diesel turned his attention to Thomas, Percy and BoCo. "Hello!" he said, "What are you doing here?"
"We're having a party at Tidmouth," said BoCo.
"I'd love to come," said Paxton excitedly.
"Count me in," agreed Norman, who was arranging flatbeds of pipes, "what about you, Dart?"
"I'll have to have a word with Den," said Dart, before shunting Paxton's trucks into another siding.
Thomas, Percy and BoCo soon entered the Dieselworks.
"Merry Christmas, Den!" said Percy.
"Merry Christmas to you too, Percy," replied Den.
"Bah!" came a sharp reply. It was Diesel 10. "What's your reason for being cheerful?" he snapped.
"What's yours to be grumpy?" asked BoCo, "It's Christmas time."
"Would you like to come to Tidmouth for our party?" asked Percy.
"Not a chance, steamie," snapped Diesel 10, "I can't stand this 'ho-ho-ho', ringing bells, lovely white snow and tall, ridiculous looking trees! Bleugh!" He shuddered delicately.
"And," continued Diesel 10, "it's just a pathetic excuse to give us a day off!"
"Come on," insisted Thomas, "it's a wonderful time of the year! At least be happy and friendly with us."
"I told you, not a chance!" snapped Diesel 10. "Now, get out!"
"But Diesel 10," protested Percy, "at least be nice to us for one day only..."
Diesel 10's patience was running dry as a dead steam engine's water tank. His face went red with anger and snapped his claw.
"I SAID GET OUT!" he roared, the Dieselworks shaking slightly. "Right now or I'll break your funnels off!"
"All right..." said Percy, and as he left, he broke down crying. Thomas followed, shedding a tear from his eye. BoCo stayed behind, and he was angry with Diesel 10.
"You're such a bully, you know," said BoCo crossly, "picking on two steam engines trying to be nice."
"You're like them, BoCo," snarled Diesel 10, "useless and have use for scrap!"
"You should go," said Den, "I'm sorry about what happened."
"I understand," said BoCo sadly, and he left the Dieselworks. Paxton, Norman and Dart heard the commotion.
"Poor engines," sighed Paxton sadly.
"I know this pain they feel," said Norman, "yelled at for no reason whatsoever, it burns... very badly."
Dart went inside the Dieselworks to speak with Den.
"What happened here?" asked Dart.
"Thomas, Percy and BoCo invited us to their party at Tidmouth," said Den, "but Diesel 10-"
"He yelled at them to go away?" said Dart, because he had a tendency to finish Den's sentences.
"Yes," said Den, "got so mad my axles rattled."
"Do you think he'll want to ruin Christmas?" asked Dart.
"I don't know," said Den, "we could try to reason with him, but I doubt it'll do any good."
That evening at Tidmouth Sheds, Thomas and Percy were with the other engines. With them were Edward, Henry, Gordon, James and Emily.
"What happened today?" asked Henry to the two unhappy tank engines.
Thomas looked at the others. "Percy, BoCo and I tried to get Diesel 10 to join the party at Tidmouth," he explained.
The other engines, except Edward and Percy, were shocked.
"BoCo told me everything," said Edward, "if I were there, I would have told him off for bullying."
"You'd be likely to get cut down to size," teased James.
"That's not funny!" snapped Emily to James, "Thomas and Percy did their best. How would you like it if someone threatened to scratch your shiny red paint?"
James said nothing to that.
"Emily is right," said Gordon, "however, we could convince the Fat Controller to invite Diesel 10 to the party."
"I don't think it'll be possible," said Edward with concern, "and like BoCo said, Diesel 10 would spoil the party with his complaining."
Thomas and Percy sadly went into the sheds. Percy was still shaken up from Diesel 10's roaring. Thomas was still sad about Diesel 10's hatred of Christmas.
Emily couldn't see their faces, but could tell Thomas and Percy were upset.
Poor fellas, she thought to herself, I wish I could cheer them up somehow.Deep in her heart, Emily knew Thomas and Percy were trying to be nice to Diesel 10, even if he hated steam engines.
The next day was Christmas Eve, and the engines had lots to do. Hiro was visiting Sodor from Japan to help with the party.
"We had plenty of Christmases in Japan," he was saying to Duck, Molly, Stanley, Ferdinand and Mavis, "there were decorations around the sheds, and a small tree on a flatbed on the turntable. It was a marvelous time of the year."
"That's good to hear," smiled Duck, "but I wish same were said for Diesel 10."
"Why is that?" asked Molly, "What does Diesel 10 have to do with it?"
"From what I heard from Edward, Diesel 10 hates Christmas," said Duck.
"That's not right," said Ferdinand, "I think Diesel 10 doesn't know it in his engine he likes Christmas by a tiny bit."
"I don't think anything will change Diesel 10's mind," said Mavis, "once grumpy, always grumpy; that's him."
"I never met him myself," said Stanley, "but from what Thomas told me, Diesel 10's a very scary engine."
"He will change," said Hiro wisely, "it just takes a matter of time."
"You might not be the oldest," said Duck, "but one of the wisest, Hiro."
"Thank you, Duck."
Molly was puffing down the mainline with a stopping passenger to Barrow-in-Furness on the other railway. Her yellow paint stood against the white snow, but she was thinking of Diesel 10 and the conversation at Tidmouth.
"I'm sure he's just cranky around the holidays," said Molly as she stopped at Maron station, "maybe Hiro's right."
Molly then pulled into Crovan's Gate, the junction to the Skarloey Railway. Duke was waiting for Molly to bring some visitors on a tour of the Skarloey Railway.
"Hello, Molly," said Duke, "how are things?"
"Okay, thank you," said Molly, "but Diesel 10 just hates Christmas."
"Yes, I heard it too," said Duke, "I've heard tales of Diesel 10, most of them are bad. But none are as bad as him being grumpy around the holidays."
"I just hope he doesn't ruin it," said Molly, "Christmas is about spending time with friends, right?"
"That's right," chuckled Duke, saying it like Ferdinand, "not presents, but being with your friends is the true meaning of Christmas."
Presently, Belle steamed in with her express to Tidmouth.
"The weather's changed badly," said Belle, "the diesel was delayed because of the snow, and it's almost as bad at Vicarstown."
"You young girls ought to be careful," advised Duke, "it wouldn't suit his grace to be stuck in the snow during Christmas."
"Thanks, Duke," said Molly, "it's no wonder they named you after the Duke of Sodor."
Duke smiled grandly. Then he set off, whistling goodbye.
Meanwhile, Thomas steamed into Hackenbeck Station with his coaches Annie and Clarabel, the last station before Ffarquhar on his branchline. As he waited for Bertie the bus, Thomas saw Rosie puffing by with her snowplow. Bertie the bus pulled in.
"Sorry I'm late," he panted, "there was a snowblock and Terrence had to help."
"That's all right," said Thomas, "I'm running a bit late myself."
Then Thomas and Bertie heard a ringing in the distance. It was Toby the tram engine and his coach, Henrietta, and a flatbed carrying Thomas' snowplow.
"Hello, Thomas," said Toby, "we need your help."
"What happened?" asked Thomas.
"Daisy's stuck in the snow," explained Toby, "Rosie and I are to help her get out of the snow."
"I'm willing to help," smiled Thomas, smiling for the first time in hours.
Thomas was soon turned around, and had his snowplow fitted. Percy promised to take Annie and Clarabel home, and Bertie helped Thomas' passengers to Ffarquhar. When Thomas and Toby arrived, they found Daisy the diesel railcar up to her bufferbeams in snow, and poor Rosie had ended up stuck; the snow piled up around her.
"Thank goodness you've come," said Daisy, "Harold took my passengers to Elsbridge for me."
"I blew too much steam and I'm stuck," groaned Rosie.
"This is going to take a while," said Thomas the tank engine.
Whatever the reason, his engine or his claw, Diesel 10 stood outside the Dieselworks, watching Paxton, Norman and Sidney shunting.
"Stupid steam engines," he growled, "always so cheerful and working hard, it makes me sick to my engine." He rolled away to Barrow-in-Furness.
When he arrived, he saw a long green diesel. It was the same engine who sucked a bowler hat in his air intake in front of Duck and Stepney years ago, and he was cross, but not when he saw Diesel 10.
"Ah," said the diesel, "a real engine, and with a claw too!"
"Why are you upset?" asked Diesel 10.
"I got delayed no thanks to that ruddy snow," sneered the diesel, "the stationmaster was furious with me!"
Diesel 10 grinned. "You know the Sodor engines?"
"Yeah," said the diesel, "they laughed at me while that Bluebell engine Stepney was visiting, and I made a fool of myself! I've been a laughingstock ever since, and it burns in my engine!"
"What about if you ruin their Christmas party with me?" asked Diesel 10.
The diesel grinned big. "That would be brilliant," he said, "what's your plan?"
"Come with me to the Dieselworks," said Diesel 10, "I'll explain everything."
The green diesel - number 261 - followed Diesel 10 to the Dieselworks. When they arrived, they were met with Devious Diesel and the Ironworks brothers, Arry and Bert.
"Hello, there, Diesel 10," said Diesel, "long time, no see."
"It's been months since the Steamworks takeover," said Diesel 10.
"What's with the new guy?" asked Arry.
"This is 261," said Diesel 10, "he hates steamies as much as we do."
"Yeah, they laughed at me," added 261.
"What's your next plan?" asked Bert.
"I'm about to explain," said Diesel 10, "we're going to Tidmouth at midnight on Christmas day."
"There'll be a party tomorrow from what I heard," said Diesel.
"And we're going to ruin it," added Diesel 10, "we'll make the steamies and the traitor diesels see that Christmas is a waste of time! Heh heh heh!"
Diesel 10: You're a mean one, Diesel 10!
You're a really, scary train!
Arry: You're as horrid as a black bat
Bert: And as nasty as a snake, Diesel 10!
Diesel: You have a giant claw
That could... make a steamie quake!
Diesel 10 went in the Dieselworks and called out to Den and Dart.
"Den! Dart!" he called, "Shunt me some trucks!"
"Why would we do it?" asked Den.
"What he means to say is..." began Dart.
Dart: You're a bully, Diesel 10! (Den: Yes, you are!)
Den: You're such a selfish, metal monster!
261: Your engine is filled with moths,
You're making steam engines dead, Diesel 10!
Den: I wouldn't bump you with a...
Dart: Train with a string of flatbeds!
Diesel, Arry and Bert arranged a train of trucks for Diesel 10 to take to Tidmouth. Beforehand, the three nasty shunters bumped Paxton and Norman off the rails so they wouldn't interfere.
"Why are you doing this?" cried Paxton.
"Shut up!" snapped Diesel, "It's personal!"
"What do you mean, personal?" asked Norman.
"I said SHUT UP!" snapped Diesel. Paxton and Norman rolled their eyes.
"Ya know, if you ask Sodor engines if you're evil," said Arry.
"Would anyone deny it?" asked Bert.
"Nah, it's the truth," said Diesel 10, "I truly am evil."
Diesel 10: You're an evil one, Diesel 10!
Your claw is always a scare for the kids!
You are always scrapping steamies,
And are making more diesels, Diesel 10!
If a few more words would describe you,
You are a... sneaky metal weasel!
And Diesel 10 laughed as the night came across Sodor.
Midnight came to the Island of Sodor. Tidmouth Sheds was decorated, and the engines were fast asleep. Tidmouth Station was beautiful, a tall Jobi Christmas tree, beautiful baubles and bells, and the lights, when lit up, made the station bright and colorful. A few trains ran at night on Sodor, Gordon's was the Wild Nor'Wester, Edward's was the Brendam Express, Percy took the mail train, and Henry's was the Flying Kipper. The Flying Kipper run started at 5:00, making it an early morning train.
All trains were canceled for the night, but the engines didn't mind. Tomorrow was Christmas, and everyone was excited.
Diesel 10, Diesel, Arry, Bert and 261 were at Vicarstown. 261, Arry and Bert on one train, Diesel and Diesel 10 on another.
"Remember the plan," said Diesel 10, "261, Arry and Bert take on Tidmouth Sheds, Diesel and I at Tidmouth Station."
"Why not do one area at a time?" asked Diesel.
"It's easier that way," snapped Diesel 10, "and it saves time too! Once we're done, return to Vicarstown, and leave them here so another engine can take them away!"
"That makes sense," said Arry.
"Don't get it," said Bert.
It took about an hour, but the five diesels arrived outside Tidmouth.
"I feel really dizzy," groaned Diesel.
"I never gone that fast in my life," agreed Arry.
"Quit whining!" snapped Diesel 10 quietly, "We got a mission, you know!"
The group split into their teams, while Diesel 10 and Diesel set off to Tidmouth Station. They had reluctant workmen take down the ornaments, and then load them in crates to the trucks.
"This will be excellent," said Diesel 10, "those steamies will be sorry."
"I know the feeling," grinned Diesel, "I bet those steamies will cry their funnels off too!"
Fortunately, the stationmaster was at home with his family, so it was probably lucky for the two diesels.
At Tidmouth Sheds, Arry, Bert and 261 stopped outside the sheds.
"Don't toot your horn," whispered 261, "or our cover will be blown!"
"Got it," said the two Ironworks brothers.
The workmen set to work removing the decorations off the sheds. In the sheds, Thomas was awoken by sounds of the workmen removing decorations.
"Percy..." he whispered.
Percy stirred at looked at Thomas.
"Can you hear something?"
"It must be Santa," exclaimed Percy.
"Shh!" hissed Thomas, "Not so loud..."
"What's going on?" yawned Emily.
"I think it's Santa delivering our presents," said Percy.
Emily gasped quietly. "Then go back to sleep!" she whispered, and they did.
James was awoken by the commotion, and looked at the clock.
"It's only 1:50..." he muttered, "our party's for another five hours..." And he went back to sleep.
By 5:30, their dirty work and gloating was complete, the workmen were tired, but the diesels didn't care, and they met up at Knapford.
"Got the goods?" asked Diesel 10.
"Oh yeah," said Arry, grinning.
"All of them," said Bert.
"Not a single engine awoke, I think," said 261.
"Excellent!" said Diesel 10, "Now hang on to your siderods, cause we're heading back to Vicarstown!"
"Not again," groaned Diesel.
Diesel, Arry and Bert wailed as they were dragged along the mainline.
This is probably how Thomas felt, thought Diesel, this is so bloody tiring!
At last, by at least 6:40, the diesels arrived at Vicarstown, only twenty minutes before the steamies would awake. As Arry, Bert, Diesel and 261 went to rest their aching axles, Diesel 10 could see two ghostly shapes approach him. They were in similiar shape to Diesel, Arry, Bert, Paxton and Sidney; it was his former sidekicks, Splatter and Dodge, who betrayed him to chasing Thomas and Lady himself. More surprising, they had chains on them.
"Diesel 10..." the two spirits moaned.
"Splodge?" exclaimed Diesel 10.
"It's Splatter and Dodge..." said the spirits. They weren't alone. With them was Lady, the very engine Diesel 10 tried to destroy years before.
"What happened to them?" asked Diesel 10.
"You don't know?" asked Lady, "After they betrayed you, they ran away to find work, but died in a terrible accident and wear these chains for bad things they did and their selfish nature."
"You could join us," said Splatter's spirit.
"And we'll be together for eternity," said Dodge's spirit.
"Why have you done this?" asked Lady.
"I hate Christmas and I won't explain why," snarled Diesel 10. He tried to grab Lady's funnel, but Lady's magic stopped Diesel 10 from getting her.
"You've been selfish," said Lady, "you were rude to Thomas and Percy when they wanted to be kind, you offended every engine you met, and you hurt the spirit of Christmas!"
"What?" gasped Diesel 10. He was no longer frightening right now, and was now scared as a young engine on it's first day.
"I will make you suffer like Splatter and Dodge did!" said Lady.
"NO!" screamed Diesel 10, "I'll change! I'll return the decorations! I'll join the party! I'll do it every year!"
"You blew it, Diesel 10!" said Lady, "And off to hell you'll be going!"
Diesel 10 awoke and gasped. He was back at Vicarstown.
"Was it a dream?" he asked, then scoffed. "Bah! It's nonsense, magic is! The steamies will be sorry!"
Diesel 10 was right.
Tidmouth Station was a sorry state. The tree was gone, only hooks were there on the walls where lights would be.
The engines were gathered there, shocked that their party was ruined. The Fat Controller was there, and he was greatly disappointed.
"Who could have done this?" cried Donald.
"Whoever did it is nae friend of uz," said Douglas.
"Sir," said Thomas, "Percy and I have a confession to make."
"What is it, Thomas?" asked the Fat Controller.
"It was Diesel 10..." said Percy.
"DIESEL 10?" everyone except Thomas and Percy exclaimed.
"It's also our fault," added Thomas.
"We invited Diesel 10 and angered him," sniffed Percy sadly.
"We ruined Christmas for everyone," moaned Thomas.
"Oh that's just great!" snapped James.
"You really done it this time!" cried Murdoch.
"Hope you're happy for what you done you imbeciles!" said Oliver.
"Leave them alone!" snapped Emily, "It's not their fault!"
"Listen to me, Emily-" began the Fat Controller.
"No, you listen!" snapped Emily, "ALL of you! I'm actually glad Diesel 10 took the decorations! Christmas is not about presents, decorations, parties or contests at all! It's about being with your friends and family!"
The engines were shocked at Emily's angry rant, but they knew she was right.
"Well done, Emily," said BoCo, "I couldn't have put it better myself! We should be happy being with each other."
"And," said Emily, "I've liked Thomas since I came here, but more than just a friend..."
Thomas blushed red as James. "Y-you do?" he asked.
"Yes," said Emily, "do you like me?"
Thomas smiled. "Emily," he said, "I feel same way about you."
The engines blew their whistles and honked their horns for Thomas and Emily.
At Vicarstown, Diesel 10 heard whistles and horns from the distance.
"What's going on?" he asked. The sound was happy, not sad like he expected. Diesel 10 felt anger in his engine. He failed to stop Christmas from coming. It still came, thanks to Emily's words.
"Curses!" he growled, then sneered at Diesel, Arry and Bert. By now, 261 had left. "Christmas is still here! We failed to ruin it!"
Suddenly, Sidney, Den and Dart rolled up with Paxton and Norman, the former three had helped the latter two the night before back on the rails.
"What are you doing?" snapped Den.
"He means to say, 'why have you take the decorations?'" said Dart.
"Those steamies ruined my plan!" snapped Diesel 10.
"Is that so?" said Norman.
"There's a something for you in that boxy thing," said Sidney.
"Merry Christmas, Diesel 10," said Paxton.
Diesel 10 just snarled. But he opened his package with his claw, and it was...
"A new engine?" he exclaimed.
"Your old one was getting old," said Den.
"So we made you a new one," said Dart.
Diesel 10 was amazed. Even if he was angry at them, they still cared for him, as a friend. He didn't know what to think. Diesel 10 thought Christmas was more than a holiday and didn't come from a local shop.
To everyone's surprise, Diesel 10 cracked a smile, a small smile, and happy tears leaked in his eyes.
"Thank you, everyone!" he laughed heartily. The other diesels were shocked. Was this Diesel 10?
"What's with the decorations?" asked Diesel.
Diesel 10 stopped laughing and realized.
"Oh!" he cried, "We should head back to Tidmouth! And fast!"
So the diesels were arranged in a line from front to back: Diesel 10, Norman, Den, Dart, Paxton, Diesel, Arry, Bert, Sidney and the two trains of trucks behind them. Diesel 10 led the diesel shunters all the way to Tidmouth.
They rumbled over Gordon's Hill, and the strain began to tell on Diesel 10.
"My old engine's rumbling," he groaned, "but I won't give up!"
"This is tiring!" cried Den.
"Dizzy diesels!" agreed Dart.
They roared through Edward's station and passed Knapford, tooting their horns.
"What was that?" cried Gordon.
There was an empty track for the diesels, and they glided into Tidmouth Station, and they stopped before the buffers.
"Diesel 10?" exclaimed Thomas.
"Merry Christmas to all!" said Diesel 10, with jolly laughter.
"What is the meaning of this?" said the Fat Controller sternly.
"I did it," said Diesel 10, "I stole Christmas, and I'm... sorry..."
The engines were touched by Diesel 10's apology.
"Will you scrap me?" asked Diesel 10, "Remove my claw? Make me a generator?"
"I'd go with generator, sir," said James.
"You heard him," said the Fat Controller, "Diesel 10 said he was sorry. Let the party commence!"
The trucks were unloaded, and the station was redecorated. Everyone had a great time.
"We still think what you did was nasty, but we forgive you," said Percy, "even me."
"You did return the decorations," said Ferdinand.
"Even though there are more important things than decorations," added BoCo.
"Friends mean everything," said Den.
"What he means to say, 'being with your friends is important around Christmas,'" said Dart.
"Right. Thanks, Dart."
"Never thought I'd say it," said Thomas, "but welcome to Sodor, Diesel 10!"
"Thanks everyone," said Diesel 10 gratefully. And at the dinner table, Diesel 10's driver carved the turkey.
And after the party, Diesel 10 returned to Vicarstown Dieselworks to get his new engine fitted. To Diesel 10 the Warship diesel engine, it was his best Christmas ever.
Of course, Diesel 10 isn't completely reformed. He's still going to cause chaos for the Sodor steamies, because it's his nature. Duh. That does it for How the Diesel 10 Stole Christmas.