(AUTHORS NOTE: Don't worry! Unlike Adam, I am NOT going for The Final Firing just because I'm ill.)
When I woke up the next morning, I didn't feel so good. I was coughing and spluttering.
20 minutes later, I struggled into Hogmeade Station, where I was still coughing and spluttering. Molly and Emily looked over at me, both of them rather concerned.
"Are you alright, H?" Asked Molly. "I'm fine, Molly." I groaned, even though I felt awful.I then struggled over to Platform 1, and saw my train.
It was a line of 4 LNER teak Composite Coaches, all looking shiny and new. I gave a weak smile, and slowly backed down onto the train.
I smiled. "Well, at least I've got these beautiful Coaches." I murmured, before bursting into a coughing fit.
Molly gave me a concerned look. "Are you SURE you're alright, kiddo?" She asked softly, "You sound quite ill."
I looked over at my Adoptive Mother. "I'm fine, Molly, really." I sighed, wheeshing a small bit of steam.Just then, I heard 2 familiar whistles.
Donald and Douglas, 2 black Caledonian Railway 812 Class Tender Engines, pulled up alongside me. The pair were double-heading a long Goods Train made up of:
2 cream Utility Goods Vans;
4 black Tar Tankers;
1 green Mail Van;
2 red BR GUV Wagons;
3 brown Goods Vans;
And 1 20T weathered Breakvan.
Donald looked over at me. "Och aye," he said, "ya dinna sound too good, laddie. Are ya SURE that ya should be pullin' this train?"
I sighed. "I appreciate your concern, Donald." I said, "But with all due respect, these Passengers are more important than my health."
As I finished speaking, I burst into a small coughing fit, and I wheeshed loudly.
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MY LIFE AS A STEAM LOCOMOTIVE
FanfictionI have the ability to change form from Human onto a Steam Locomotive, and back again. I am working on The South Eastern Railway on The Island Of Life with all the TTTE Characters.