February 23 1965
(note i am not good with recoloring engines so just pretend the pictures for the bw&k shorts have the right engine colors/classes)
as mayflower sat tired in the goods sheds, still trying to collect her thoughts together after what happened at the harbor, the tender engine didn't notice as another engine rolled up along side, her thoughts broken as Sylvia spoke up
Syl:" hey mayflower..."
May:" wait wu- , ack nevermind what do ya want this time around tankie"
Syl:" nothing much i... honestly lets get to the point since i'm here anyway bylen wanted me to as you why you've been such an ass lately, and i would've just asked before hand on my own if i had the time like i do right now."
May:" Peh, why should i tell you, now just push off"
Syl:" okay look i know what happened a few nights at the sheds was when your distasteful attitude started after the argument, but seriously if your still fussing around in your mind about that then just try and make it right with him rather then just cursing others out, ya prideful dumbass."
Syl:"really its not like you really couldn't just apologize or some bullshit like that, yet you still refuse to do so, why couldn't you, tell me that atleast."
May:"..."
Syl:"well i'm gonna get refilled before Thirteen comes in, but still you better try and fix this whole mess"
Mayflower was again left alone with just her thoughts, and the sounds of the railway as Sylvia puffed off, she would think deeply about it over time, the question is if she would make the right choice in the end.
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sodor or backweld & kirsche short stories
De Todothis is just so i am abit more active and can get the feeling for writing and shit and yes you can make adaptions even though thats most likely never gonna happen.
