Thomas had woken up after a good night's rest like the other engines, James had his new nightcap on which freaked the others out, His royal fat- Oh! I mean Sir Topham Fatt- Er, I mean Hatt came up to the engines to tell them their duties for the day. "Percy, You must deliver the special goods train up the mountain and through the town, Toby, you must go to the toast factory and pick me up some of the best sourdough they got and then bring me back some McDonalds, I'd like 7 of everything, Gordon, well, it's like everyday so I'll not bother to tell you all the time...." Thomas was bored of the Fat Controller's speech and was about to fall asleep. "And Thomas, meet me at Brendam docks in 1 hour." "Why?" Asked Thomas. "That's confidential, I'll have to tell you when we get there, Anyways, I gotta pick up breakfast, see you all then!" Sir Topham Hatt got into his car and drove off, The engines went over for fueling up and going to their jobs, Thomas Picked up Annie and Clarabel and took off, he wondered what in God's name the fat man himself (Not Santa) had in store for him...
After like what seemed like a year to Thomas, He arrived at Brendam at the passenger platform, the "King of the railroad" was standing there with a sombrero on his head. Thomas couldn't stop snickering. "What's the hat for Sir?" He asked, trying to hold back his laughing. "It's easy, Both of us are gonna go on a trip somewhere." Thomas was amazed, "Where?" "Why, to the North Pole of course! This is the Polar Express!" The Fat Controller said raising his arms. The blue engine looked at him in confusion. "Er, It's a new internet fad." The fathead said. "Anyways, I need you to go to Ireland to go to a special port to be loaded onto a ship to the U.S. 'cause the mayor of Hollywood wants to have you over for a Day out with you event, I'm off to the land of tacos, steak and pizza..." "Where?" Asked Thomas. "New York!" Smiled S.T.H. even though New York was more about crime and overinflated egos.
Thomas had to leave Annie and Clarabel for the time being, He asked Duck if he could babysit his coaches while he was away, Duck agreed as Thomas got some cars to assemble for his journey ahead....
What will happen when he gets there?
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