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

Chapter 18: A Victory and a Memorial Service

Thomas was very sad now. He had loved Lady so much that he just wanted to hug her and eat her like a stuffed animal. He had wanted to marry Lady in a huge shed that was covered in gold dust and wanted doves to poop all over them as Percy held the wedding buffers that were made of gold dust and Rosie threw flowers that were made of smoke and steam and made them cough just right as they're about to say their delicious wedding vows and kiss each other on the funnels and join them together.

But he had to press on. He had to defeat Diesel 10. He had to keep fighting until Diesel 10 was defeated. He had to press on. For Sodor. He loved Sodor and so do I. I wanted to help him. I had to help him. For Sodor. I reluctantly gave Thomas my giant flamethrower, which I had been saving in case Sodor was about to be eaten by giant sea monsters. He took one disgusting look at it, and threw it into Diesel 10's ugly face. Immedeatly, his face began to burn slowly. It melted off of him like an edgy candle. Then it faded into nothing. That was the end of Diesel 10. Then he took one long, scary, look at the portrait that looked like a large pile of ash, and ran over it with his giant wheels. That was the end of the portrait that looked like a large pile of ash and all the weirdness it had caused.

We knew we had to make Lady a nice funeral to send her off. We put Lady in a deep hole in the ground full of beautiful sparkly butterflies, we sang "Some Things Never Leave You" and Thomas gave a delightful colorful eulogy about Lady's magic had protected the Island of Sodor for many years and how this place wouldn't be the same without her. He cried a huge slobbery flood of tears and immediately, Misty Island began to sink down in the water. That was the end of Misty Island. Then we heading back happily and sadly to the Island of Sodor, where all our friends were waiting for us.