It was evening on the island of Sodor, and Thomas was chuffing back to Tidmouth sheds from Ffarquhar after Mavis needed help shunting. The sky was a beautiful orange and blue, and almost everything far away were silhouettes. A new figure would pop up in the distance every time Thomas pumped his pistons. Although, after awhile, a different figure popped up. It was a semi-oval shape, and had a claw on top. Thomas almost instantaneously recognized who this was. Diesel 10. They both slowed down when they reached each other.
"Well, well. If it isn't Diesel 10" Thomas said unpleasantly.
"Hmmph," said Diesel 10, not sounding any happier. "the other diesels would think I'm a disgrace if they saw me talking to you"
"Well, it's not like you aren't." laughed Thomas.
"Just be happy, little tank engine, that my claw isn't in your boiler right now." said Diesel 10, obnoxiously.
Thomas was frightened. The cold blooded diesel had been mean to him, but had never gone this far.
"Woah Mr. Number 10, you need to take a chill pill." said Thomas, scared.
Diesel 10 grunted and rolled away.
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Diesel 10 vs. the Steam Team pt. 1
FanfictionAfter Diesel 10 returns from the mainland, he has a temper and gets much more aggressive than usual. He causes much destruction on the Island of Sodor. Now, it's up to the steam team to stop him.
