Seeing-Eye Engine - ThomasNATION Fanstory
July 31, 2021
One day on the island of Sodor, Samson and Bradford had been sent over from the Mainland to help out at the Waste Dump. Being as boastful, self-involved and arrogant as Samson was, you can probably tell he wasnāt too stoked about working with garbage.
āUghā¦ā grumbled Samson. āitās just not fair, Bradford.ā
āOh, behave yourself, Samson.ā Bradford scolded. āSometimes you have to do things you donāt want to in order to get on with life.ā
āI get that,ā Samson rebutted, ābut rubbish?! Not what I was made for, old bean!ā
As Samson rolled into Vicarstown, Bradford still wasnāt having any of his bickering. āSamson, I thought all you wanted was to be a really useful contributor to the North Western Railway!ā
āYeah, but not like this.ā
āWill you quit your whininā, matey? You donāt even know Whiff!ā
āYes, but I know heās very pongy!ā
āAgain, you donāt know that!ā
āItās in the name! His name is Whiff, Bradford!ā
As Samson and Bradford bickered, Whiff approached the two. āHello!ā
Samson took one good long look at Whiff, and he knew all there is to know about the lad. But one thing managed to catch his eye.
āI take it you two are here to help me and Scruff?ā Whiff asked.
āUhā¦ā
āYes, we certainly are,ā Bradford called out from behind. āItās nice to see you again, Whiff. This is my associate, Samson.ā
āUh, yes, hello. Come along, lads, letās justā¦get this over with.ā
āAh, eager to go, I see,ā Whiff chuckled. āAway we go, I guess.ā
As the three left, Samson had to quietly talk to Bradford. āDo you see that too, Bradford?ā
āEh?ā
āWhiff, heās wearing glasses. Iāve never seen an engine with glasses before! I didnāt even think it was a possibility.ā
āWell, plenty of folk on the Mainland are visually impaired, Samson,ā said Bradford.
āYeah, but not engines.ā Samson protested.
āIām sure itās best to get on with your work as per usual and just ignore his spectacles, lad,ā Bradford assured his friend. āAfter all, Whiffās glasses donāt make him any less useful.ā
Soon, Whiff, Samson and Bradford had arrived at the waste dump, where Scruff was awaiting their arrival.
āAh, hey, guys!ā Scruff called out. āSamson, was it?ā
āYes it is.ā Samson sighed. āPractical, strong, and not wanting to be here at all.ā
āSamsonā¦ā Bradford scowled.
āOh, alright. What do we need to do, Scruff?ā
āFirst off,ā Scruff started, āwe have some trucks of recyclables on Sidings 2, 4 and 9. Can you two take care of it for us?ā
āHuh. Guess youāre going easy on us.ā Samson smirked. āAlright, Scruff. Weāre on it!ā
Soon, Samson and Bradford had collected the trains of recyclables and lined them up in one long train. As soon as Samson was about to disembark for the other end of the dump.
āWHOOAA!ā Bradford cried as he slammed the brakes.
āBradford?ā asked Samson. āWhatās wrong?ā
āAccording to the Railroad Safety Guidelines, goods trains pulled by tank engines are not permitted to exceed 15 trucks.ā
āSo?ā
āI counted, and the amount of trucks lined up here culminate in a total of 22! You need to uncouple seven or find a back engine before you can continue.ā
Samson simply scoffed. āOh, tish tosh, Bradford. I think youāre forgetting Iām the strongest tank engine on Sodor. These recyclables are nothing!ā
Samson tried pulling away from the dump, but he couldnāt proceed. āBradford, let go of the brakes.ā
āUncouple some trucks first, Samson!ā
Samson and Bradford went back and forth, but the brakevan wouldnāt let him move, untilā¦
SNAP! The coupling on the trucks snapped, sending Bradford hurtling down the line. āWhoa, whoa, whoa!ā
Bradford tried applying his brakes, but he was too late as he collided into the back of Whiff.
Then there was trouble. Whiffās glasses wobbled on his nose for a couple of seconds, until they fell off and landed on the rails below. Thankfully, they were unharmed. āPhew!ā
But Whiffās relief was short-lived. āWatch out, Whiff!ā
Samson crashed into the train, knocking Whiff forward, and over his glasses, cracking the lens. āNo!ā
Samson and Scruff had sent Whiff and his broken glasses to the Steamworks to inspect the damage. Victor take a good, long look at the damaged frames.
āWhat happened here, anyways?ā Victor asked.
āThere was a bit of a mishap at the dump, Victor,ā Samson explained. āYou can probably guess the outcome, eh?ā
āAi, no me digaā¦ā Victor groaned. āDonāt tell me you ran over your frames, Whiff.ā
āIt was an accident, Victor.ā Whiff tried to explain. As a result of his busted glasses, he had a noticable squint to him. And even then, he couldnāt see much.
āI know, but these frames take a while to make, my friend. Thankfully, we have the right materials to make you another pair, and we should get them to you by tomorrow, problema resuelto!ā
āI should hope so!ā Sir Topham Hatt bellowed as he entered the Steamworks. āBut for now, Whiff, I need you to take a goods train up to Crovanās Gate.ā
āYes, sirā¦ā Whiff mumbled. āā¦uh, sir? Where exactly are you?ā
āRight here, Whiff.ā Sir Topham Hatt said further. āSeeing as youāve had anā¦ahem, accident, Iām appointing you what I like to call a seeing-eye engine.ā
āWhatās a seeing eye engine, sir?ā Scruff asked.
āThe seeing eye engine will be Whiffās banker engine, in addition to pointing him in the right direction. Now, does anyone know where I can find Thomas?ā
āAh, you donāt need Thomas, sir!ā Samson said, triumphantly. āIāll be his seeing-eye engine!ā
āYou, Samson?ā
āYes, I know this island like itās the back of my buffer! Plus the fact that this is a little bit my fault.ā
āVery well, then.ā said Sir Topham Hatt. āNow, you two get going. Chop chop!ā
As Samson and Whiff pulled into the Docks, Whiff was still struggling to see. āUh, Samson? Are we there yet?ā
āYes, Whiff. Weāre here.ā
Salty immediately noticed something was different about Whiff. āAhoy, lad. What happened to your spectacles?ā
āLong story, Porter,ā replied Whiff. āis our train ready?ā
āUh, Whiff?ā Samson corrected. āThatās Salty.ā
āOh. Sorry, Salty.ā
āNo worries, matey. Yer cars are right there.ā
Samson coupled up to the back of the train, while Whiff coupled up to the frontā¦of Thomas. āHey! Whiff, whatās going on?ā
āOh! Thomas, is that you?ā
āYeah, whatās going on?ā
Samson had to explain the situation to Thomas as Whiff coupled up to the train, and before long, the two disembarked.
āOh, this is going to be a long journeyā¦ā Samson moaned.
Soon, the two were on their way to Crovanās Gate. It was hard to keep on the right track, but Samson was doing a fine job of being Whiffās seeing-eye engine, until they came to a junction.
āAlright, Samson,ā Whiff called. āwhat way do we go?ā
Samson thought for a little bit. Truth of the matter was, he didnāt actually know the right way to go. He just wanted to do it becauseā¦well, anything was better than working at the dump.
āUhā¦take the left track.ā
āYou sure? I canāt see much, but from what I can see, it looks overgrown and rusty.ā
āTrust me, Whiff-o,ā Samson smirked. āI told you. I know this railway as if it were my own!ā
āUh, okayā¦if you say so.ā
And away they went down the left track. Whiff was right, this track was overgrown and rusty. The biggest issue with that is, the tracks were also in shambles. But neither Whiff nor Samson could notice before it was too late and Whiff rolled off the rails and into the mud.
āOh, dearā¦ā Whiff sighed. āIām starting to think this isnāt the right track.ā
āThis is unbelievableā¦ā Samson groaned.
Soon, Whiff had to be put back onto the rails as Sir Topham Hatt inspected the issue.
āSir, if I may-ā said Samson.
āNo, Samson, itās not your fault,ā Sir Topham Hatt interrupted. āI simply realised the issue with my seeing-eye engine plan.ā
āOh?ā
āYou see, the problem is that the seeing-eye engine had to go at the back of the train. I think you can guess where the problem lies.ā
āThe engine wouldnāt be able to see where heād be leading the train?ā
āBingo.ā Sir Topham Hatt smiled. āSo, I came to a solution. You need to couple up to the front of Whiff!ā
āThatāsā¦actually a good idea.ā said Samson as he coupled up in front of Whiff. āCome along, Whiff, Crovanās Gate awaits!ā
Samson and Whiff had finally arrived at Crovanās Gate with the goods train.
āOoh, hello, lads!ā called Sir Handel. āWhiff, where are your glasses?ā
āIām waiting on a new pair,ā Whiff explained. ābut for now, Samsonās my seeing-eye engine.ā
āRight you are, Whiff!ā
Suddenly, Percy raced into the station with a flatbed, with a small crate on it. āWhiff! Whiff! I have something for you!ā
āWait, what?ā Whiff asked. āI thought they werenāt due to be fixed until tomorrow.ā
āI know,ā Percy explained. ābut Victor was ahead of schedule and was able to fix up your glasses in no time at all.ā
Two workmen opened the crate to reveal brand new glasses for Whiff! āWhoa! Theyāre amazing!ā
āI know, right?ā Percy chuckled.
The workmen fitted the glasses onto Whiffās face. At long last, he could see again. āThey work perfect!ā
Samson smirked at Whiffās new frames. āVery stylish, Whiff. Guess this means ya wonāt need a seeing-eye engine anymore.ā
āNot until the next time my glasses break,ā Whiff chuckled. ābut that doesnāt mean the two of us canāt work together!ā
āI guess so,ā Samson smiled. ābut I do have one question.ā
āGo for it.ā
ā...does it have to be at the waste dump?ā
Whiff chuckled at Samsonās question. Samson joined in as the two chuffed off.
āNo, Iām being serious. Does it?ā
āYes.ā
āAw.ā
āUghā¦ā grumbled Samson. āitās just not fair, Bradford.ā
āOh, behave yourself, Samson.ā Bradford scolded. āSometimes you have to do things you donāt want to in order to get on with life.ā
āI get that,ā Samson rebutted, ābut rubbish?! Not what I was made for, old bean!ā
As Samson rolled into Vicarstown, Bradford still wasnāt having any of his bickering. āSamson, I thought all you wanted was to be a really useful contributor to the North Western Railway!ā
āYeah, but not like this.ā
āWill you quit your whininā, matey? You donāt even know Whiff!ā
āYes, but I know heās very pongy!ā
āAgain, you donāt know that!ā
āItās in the name! His name is Whiff, Bradford!ā
As Samson and Bradford bickered, Whiff approached the two. āHello!ā
Samson took one good long look at Whiff, and he knew all there is to know about the lad. But one thing managed to catch his eye.
āI take it you two are here to help me and Scruff?ā Whiff asked.
āUhā¦ā
āYes, we certainly are,ā Bradford called out from behind. āItās nice to see you again, Whiff. This is my associate, Samson.ā
āUh, yes, hello. Come along, lads, letās justā¦get this over with.ā
āAh, eager to go, I see,ā Whiff chuckled. āAway we go, I guess.ā
As the three left, Samson had to quietly talk to Bradford. āDo you see that too, Bradford?ā
āEh?ā
āWhiff, heās wearing glasses. Iāve never seen an engine with glasses before! I didnāt even think it was a possibility.ā
āWell, plenty of folk on the Mainland are visually impaired, Samson,ā said Bradford.
āYeah, but not engines.ā Samson protested.
āIām sure itās best to get on with your work as per usual and just ignore his spectacles, lad,ā Bradford assured his friend. āAfter all, Whiffās glasses donāt make him any less useful.ā
Soon, Whiff, Samson and Bradford had arrived at the waste dump, where Scruff was awaiting their arrival.
āAh, hey, guys!ā Scruff called out. āSamson, was it?ā
āYes it is.ā Samson sighed. āPractical, strong, and not wanting to be here at all.ā
āSamsonā¦ā Bradford scowled.
āOh, alright. What do we need to do, Scruff?ā
āFirst off,ā Scruff started, āwe have some trucks of recyclables on Sidings 2, 4 and 9. Can you two take care of it for us?ā
āHuh. Guess youāre going easy on us.ā Samson smirked. āAlright, Scruff. Weāre on it!ā
Soon, Samson and Bradford had collected the trains of recyclables and lined them up in one long train. As soon as Samson was about to disembark for the other end of the dump.
āWHOOAA!ā Bradford cried as he slammed the brakes.
āBradford?ā asked Samson. āWhatās wrong?ā
āAccording to the Railroad Safety Guidelines, goods trains pulled by tank engines are not permitted to exceed 15 trucks.ā
āSo?ā
āI counted, and the amount of trucks lined up here culminate in a total of 22! You need to uncouple seven or find a back engine before you can continue.ā
Samson simply scoffed. āOh, tish tosh, Bradford. I think youāre forgetting Iām the strongest tank engine on Sodor. These recyclables are nothing!ā
Samson tried pulling away from the dump, but he couldnāt proceed. āBradford, let go of the brakes.ā
āUncouple some trucks first, Samson!ā
Samson and Bradford went back and forth, but the brakevan wouldnāt let him move, untilā¦
SNAP! The coupling on the trucks snapped, sending Bradford hurtling down the line. āWhoa, whoa, whoa!ā
Bradford tried applying his brakes, but he was too late as he collided into the back of Whiff.
Then there was trouble. Whiffās glasses wobbled on his nose for a couple of seconds, until they fell off and landed on the rails below. Thankfully, they were unharmed. āPhew!ā
But Whiffās relief was short-lived. āWatch out, Whiff!ā
Samson crashed into the train, knocking Whiff forward, and over his glasses, cracking the lens. āNo!ā
Samson and Scruff had sent Whiff and his broken glasses to the Steamworks to inspect the damage. Victor take a good, long look at the damaged frames.
āWhat happened here, anyways?ā Victor asked.
āThere was a bit of a mishap at the dump, Victor,ā Samson explained. āYou can probably guess the outcome, eh?ā
āAi, no me digaā¦ā Victor groaned. āDonāt tell me you ran over your frames, Whiff.ā
āIt was an accident, Victor.ā Whiff tried to explain. As a result of his busted glasses, he had a noticable squint to him. And even then, he couldnāt see much.
āI know, but these frames take a while to make, my friend. Thankfully, we have the right materials to make you another pair, and we should get them to you by tomorrow, problema resuelto!ā
āI should hope so!ā Sir Topham Hatt bellowed as he entered the Steamworks. āBut for now, Whiff, I need you to take a goods train up to Crovanās Gate.ā
āYes, sirā¦ā Whiff mumbled. āā¦uh, sir? Where exactly are you?ā
āRight here, Whiff.ā Sir Topham Hatt said further. āSeeing as youāve had anā¦ahem, accident, Iām appointing you what I like to call a seeing-eye engine.ā
āWhatās a seeing eye engine, sir?ā Scruff asked.
āThe seeing eye engine will be Whiffās banker engine, in addition to pointing him in the right direction. Now, does anyone know where I can find Thomas?ā
āAh, you donāt need Thomas, sir!ā Samson said, triumphantly. āIāll be his seeing-eye engine!ā
āYou, Samson?ā
āYes, I know this island like itās the back of my buffer! Plus the fact that this is a little bit my fault.ā
āVery well, then.ā said Sir Topham Hatt. āNow, you two get going. Chop chop!ā
As Samson and Whiff pulled into the Docks, Whiff was still struggling to see. āUh, Samson? Are we there yet?ā
āYes, Whiff. Weāre here.ā
Salty immediately noticed something was different about Whiff. āAhoy, lad. What happened to your spectacles?ā
āLong story, Porter,ā replied Whiff. āis our train ready?ā
āUh, Whiff?ā Samson corrected. āThatās Salty.ā
āOh. Sorry, Salty.ā
āNo worries, matey. Yer cars are right there.ā
Samson coupled up to the back of the train, while Whiff coupled up to the frontā¦of Thomas. āHey! Whiff, whatās going on?ā
āOh! Thomas, is that you?ā
āYeah, whatās going on?ā
Samson had to explain the situation to Thomas as Whiff coupled up to the train, and before long, the two disembarked.
āOh, this is going to be a long journeyā¦ā Samson moaned.
Soon, the two were on their way to Crovanās Gate. It was hard to keep on the right track, but Samson was doing a fine job of being Whiffās seeing-eye engine, until they came to a junction.
āAlright, Samson,ā Whiff called. āwhat way do we go?ā
Samson thought for a little bit. Truth of the matter was, he didnāt actually know the right way to go. He just wanted to do it becauseā¦well, anything was better than working at the dump.
āUhā¦take the left track.ā
āYou sure? I canāt see much, but from what I can see, it looks overgrown and rusty.ā
āTrust me, Whiff-o,ā Samson smirked. āI told you. I know this railway as if it were my own!ā
āUh, okayā¦if you say so.ā
And away they went down the left track. Whiff was right, this track was overgrown and rusty. The biggest issue with that is, the tracks were also in shambles. But neither Whiff nor Samson could notice before it was too late and Whiff rolled off the rails and into the mud.
āOh, dearā¦ā Whiff sighed. āIām starting to think this isnāt the right track.ā
āThis is unbelievableā¦ā Samson groaned.
Soon, Whiff had to be put back onto the rails as Sir Topham Hatt inspected the issue.
āSir, if I may-ā said Samson.
āNo, Samson, itās not your fault,ā Sir Topham Hatt interrupted. āI simply realised the issue with my seeing-eye engine plan.ā
āOh?ā
āYou see, the problem is that the seeing-eye engine had to go at the back of the train. I think you can guess where the problem lies.ā
āThe engine wouldnāt be able to see where heād be leading the train?ā
āBingo.ā Sir Topham Hatt smiled. āSo, I came to a solution. You need to couple up to the front of Whiff!ā
āThatāsā¦actually a good idea.ā said Samson as he coupled up in front of Whiff. āCome along, Whiff, Crovanās Gate awaits!ā
Samson and Whiff had finally arrived at Crovanās Gate with the goods train.
āOoh, hello, lads!ā called Sir Handel. āWhiff, where are your glasses?ā
āIām waiting on a new pair,ā Whiff explained. ābut for now, Samsonās my seeing-eye engine.ā
āRight you are, Whiff!ā
Suddenly, Percy raced into the station with a flatbed, with a small crate on it. āWhiff! Whiff! I have something for you!ā
āWait, what?ā Whiff asked. āI thought they werenāt due to be fixed until tomorrow.ā
āI know,ā Percy explained. ābut Victor was ahead of schedule and was able to fix up your glasses in no time at all.ā
Two workmen opened the crate to reveal brand new glasses for Whiff! āWhoa! Theyāre amazing!ā
āI know, right?ā Percy chuckled.
The workmen fitted the glasses onto Whiffās face. At long last, he could see again. āThey work perfect!ā
Samson smirked at Whiffās new frames. āVery stylish, Whiff. Guess this means ya wonāt need a seeing-eye engine anymore.ā
āNot until the next time my glasses break,ā Whiff chuckled. ābut that doesnāt mean the two of us canāt work together!ā
āI guess so,ā Samson smiled. ābut I do have one question.ā
āGo for it.ā
ā...does it have to be at the waste dump?ā
Whiff chuckled at Samsonās question. Samson joined in as the two chuffed off.
āNo, Iām being serious. Does it?ā
āYes.ā
āAw.ā
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