The Monster Under the Shed

(Part 2)

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It was a windy night on the Island of Sodor. Sir Topham Hatt had the engines come back to their sheds early because of the bad weather. The engines sat at Knapford Station waiting for the signals to allow them to return to the sheds. The wind howled through the empty station, and the engines were bored.

Thomas

What we need is a story to help us pass the time.

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...Thomas suggested. The other engines agreed.

James

I have the perfect story for a night like tonight.

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...said James. The other engines all waited for James to start telling his story.

James

Once upon a time, there was a little tank engine, who lived on a railway far away. He was a helpful engine, and always did what ever his controller asked him to do. One night, he was called to the station. His controller was waiting for him.

Controller

Little engine, you need to go the end of the line and collect a brake coach that was accidentally left behind at the top station.

James

The engine agreed and with that, he puffed off into the dark misty night. But, by the time the engine had reached the top station, the fog was so thick, he couldn't even see his lamp irons. It would be too dangerous to head back down the line. 'I'll just rest until the fog clears' he said to himself. So, he backed himself into an old shed for the night. A while later, the engine heard a sound. He opened his eyes and saw long fingers reaching up through the rails. There was a monster under the shed! Quickly, the engine raced out of the shed and into the foggy night, with the engine eating monster following after him, it's red eyes glowing, and its huge white teeth gnashing.

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...James said, pausing dramatically. Percy shuddered.

Percy

What happened next?

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...he asked.

James

That is the end. The engine was never seen again.

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...he said, gravly.

Percy

What about the monster?

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...asked Percy, still shaking.

James

No one knows. It could be anywhere, possibly waiting in some engines shed, waiting

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...James said, slyly. Percy shuddered at the thought.

Percy

What if the story is true?

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...he asked...

Percy

What if the monster is out there tonight?

Thomas

Percy, there are no such things as monsters.

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...said Thomas. The signal dropped and the engines puffed off to Tidmouth. Later that night, the sound of scratching came from behind Percy's shed.

Percy

THOMAS! GORDON! HELP! THE MONSTER IS IN MY SHED!

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...he shouted. Then, James rolled up from behind the shed, pushing a truck of scrap metal. He had been bumping it behind Percy's shed.

James

I'm the monster! I'm the monster!

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...he jeered.

Henry

Don't worry, little Percy. Sometimes our imaginations are bigger than our wheels.

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...said Henry sleepily. Percy wheeshed angrily, and fell asleep. He wanted to pay James out for his trick.

The next day, he was still thinking about what he could do to pay James back as he puffed into Wellsworth station. Thomas yawned as he approached.

Thomas

Did you hear any noises last night?

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...he asked. Percy said he hadn't heard anything after the prank James pulled. Just then, James ruched past them with a goods train.

James

Monsters keep you up, Thomas?

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...he chuckled as he passed by. Percy was cross. James was now picking on his friend. He set off to figure out how to get back at James.

That night, Percy arrived at the harbor to collect a special load. Cranky was currently unloading it. It was a large pair of dentures, with a wind-up key in the side.

Percy

What is that?

Driver

These are a massive pair of chattery teeth for the new joke shop opening at Tidmouth. They will be a working center piece in the store.

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...his driver told him. Percy looked at the teeth, and then remembered James' story.

Percy

Driver, do you think we could borrow these for tonight, and scare James? That'll teach him to scare me.

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His driver and fireman agreed. Once the teeth were on Percy's flattruck, he had some work lights with red bulbs placed right behind them and the teeth powered up. Then, Percy set off into the misty night.

At the Knapford Yard, James was getting ready to take a late night train to Tidmouth. The mist rolled around him. In the weak light from the yard lights, he could see some strange and scary shapes in the mist.

James

I can't wait to go back to my shed and rest.

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...he said to himself. He refused to admit he was feeling a little scared. The gaurd blew his whistle, and James puffed into the night.

Meanwhile, Percy pulled into Tidmouth. He was sitting on a siding, hidden behind a line of trucks. Percy chuckled as he heard James approaching.

Percy

Now we will see whos the scardey engine.

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James came to a stop and was uncoupled from his train. Percy moved slowly forward and his driver turned on the teeth. James could hear the chattering.

James

What is that?

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...he asked. Percy's driver turned on the bright red lights. James gasped.

James

AHHH! It's the engine eatting monster!

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He was so scared, he took off the moment his driver released his brakes. Percy giggled. He left his train at Tidmouth station, and went back to his sheds.

The next morning, he was shunting at Knapford Yard, when he saw James emerge from freight shed.

Percy

Where were you last night?

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...he puffed cheekily.

James

I decided to sleep outside last night.

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...he snapped, and he left in a huff. James doesn't tell monster stories anymore. He now knows that somthimes, monsters can be all too real.