Thomas And The Portrait of What Looked Like A Large Pile Of Ash

Chapter 15: Scruff The Narrator

I am a lime green boxy scrunched who lives in Whiff's Waste Dump on the Island of Sodor. I'm a cool little engine with four small wheels, a really short funnel, a dummy thicc boiler, and a really short dome. 

I'm a fussy little scruncher too, always pulling trash trucks about so that the trash could go to the dump and get recycled. And when the trucks are empty, I pull them away so that I can go and rest.

I am the ancestor of Obelix, a rogueish Gaul that loved wild boar and never went without his best friend, Asterix. Obelix was very tough because he fell into a magic potion when he was a baby and he became very strong. He was the coolest!

I am a grimy little chap, with a lime green boxy shape. I likes to sometimes get dirty during my job. I am more than content with "scrunching" and shunting garbage wagons at Whiff's waste dump and have few other aspirations. I have been known to run in fear and hide away from things that I do not quite understand and can find having all the focus on me a little daunting. It seems, at times, that I would rather be busily working in the background. However, I am cheerful to welcome engines to the waste dump and happy to have others join in with the "scrunching". I am notably, perhaps, one of the few engines on Sodor with little desire to be clean and presentable. My main motivator is being able to just get stuck in and knuckle down with my jobs.

I was brought to to work at Whiff's Waste Dump. I cannot stand being cleaned and when Thomas once tried to have me cleaned, I fled and hid in a siding until I was coaxed out with the promise of being allowed to shunt rubbish trucks. I once had to go to the Steamworks to have my bufferbeam mended and later that day, I helped tidy up the waste dump before the inspector arrived.

I once had to be repainted and I enjoyed my new look so much that I did not want to get dirty. I then went around the Island, looking for a new job, until Gordon reminded me that I was most useful at the rubbish dump with Whiff. I recently took Gordon's job when he died but that was too ridiculous so the narrator quit. And that's why I'm the narrator now and will be for the rest of the story.

I once broke down at and was shunted to the Steamworks by Samson. After I was fixed, I overheard the Fat Controller  saying Samson had taken his car to the scrapyards and I told the Fat Controller he knew a shortcut. I then made it to the scrapyards just before Reg could grab it. I was great hero and a huge chad in one of the worst episodes of the show.

Whiff and I later helped out with Thomas when he ordered himself to be covered in waste, so the tank engine could play a trick on Diesel. They then attended Sir Robert Norramby's Christmas party. Oh and did I mention I am Rocko and Gene Belcher's cousin.

I - alongside the other engines - wanted to participate in the Great Railway Show, though the Fat Controller did not select me.

I think that I am the best engine on Sodor. I was thinking about that when the Fat Controller called me into his office.

"Scruff!", he shouted. "This story is not about you! It's about Thomas!"

"But Thomas gets to be the main character too much. I should be a main character. MY GERMAN VOICE ACTOR IS A CLONE OF RINGO STARR!", I yelled.

"No backtalk!", ordered the Fat Controller. "You talk about Thomas or you'll be sent to the sheds for a month!"

"Ok", I sobbed, chuffing away. I really wish I was a main character. I help people fix muddles. Without me, Sodor would be muddled up. I'll help Thomas! He'll succeed on his his mission and the Fat Controller will be so proud of me for saving the day that he'll have to make me more publicized! He'll see! He'll be sorry! He's gonna have a grimm time!