"Eh?" Mel's eyes bugged out as she spotted the train coming around the bend of the track, her jaw almost hitting the floor. It was so... bright.
Everything was colorful and shiny, like sparkles. The wheels were a happy banana-yellow that starkly contrasted the greyish-brown of the tracks they ran on. Coming out in puff-puff-puffs from the stack were perfectly-round stacks of white smoke, shooting out one after the other. There was only one passenger car and a caboose attached, each different primary colors. As it came nearer, it let out a high, cheery, "TOOT-TOOT" again.
Most unusual, or perhaps most disturbing, was the face. Plastered right on the front of the train, round and clear, it seemed trapped as a permanent smile, the mouth only barely being able to move. Under the chug-chug of the engine, Mel's ears just barely picked up the words.
"I think I can, I think I can, I think I can..."
".... Wow..." The girl stared as it pulled into the station, blinking. "Where did this thing come from? Candyland?"
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