A Reason Why Things Happen

"A Reason Why Things Happen" is a story written by Loco123456.

Story
Springtime brought production back into demand for some businesses, like the Blue Mountain Quarry. Everyone that worked there worked as a team to get the slate and stone to their destinations on time. But sometimes within a team, there's a team mate who doesn't pull their weight, or at least that's what it seems to be. "Peter Sam, where have you been?" demanded Owen as Peter Sam brought him empty trucks. "They were doing track repairs on the Rocky Ridge Line," said Peter Sam defensively. "I had to wait for a banker engine, which made the journey to the Top Station longer!" "At least you made there and back safely," said Merrick. "Now, let's just carry on with our work."

As the quarry became more productive, Owen became stricter. Some lorries were waiting for Merrick to wake up from his nap. "Merrick! Merrick! You've got lorries waiting for you!" "Huh?" he yawned, and noticed the lorries. "I was wondering when they'd turn up." "I don't want to wake you up again," said Owen sternly. "We need to make sure things run smoothly." "Bab,bab,bab," muttered Merrick, who unloaded the lorries and loaded the waiting flatbeds with pallets of slate. On top of this, another engine was sent to help out. "You better be careful of Owen Rusty," warned Peter Sam, "he's not in a good mood. He'll take any chance he gets to scold you for any mistake, just like Fergus!" "He'll soon learn," said Rusty kindly. Rusty too had issues himself; the trucks didn't want to be moved around the quarry. "We want to stay put! We want to stay put!" they complained, applying their brakes. It wasn't until half-an-hour had passed that he arrived. "You're late. How many of you guys do I have to remind that today's-" "A busy day," interrupted Rusty, "we get it!"

Later Owen was letting a line of seven loaded stone trucks roll slowly to the bottom. "Let's break away," they whispered. SNAP! "Runaway trucks!" shouted Owen. Sierns blared the warning; shunters and workmen were rn hand to switch points to divert the trucks into a siding. Peter Sam was about to go into a siding to fill up with water when he heard the trucks coming his way. He quickly moved out of the siding and his driver switched the points. CRASH! The trucks smashed through the buffers and laid on their sides, laughing all the while. "How did that happen?" asked Merrick cheekily. "They decided to play a trick on me," said Owen weakly. "Don't you know we're extremely busy today? You should have kept them in order!" Owen knew right then and there that he shouldn't had been so bossy. From that day on, he was quick to understand if things happened that were good or bad; there was a reason behind the result.