Phillip and the Judgemental Engines

"Phillip and the Judgemental Engines" is a story written by Loco123456.

Story
Phillip enjoys working on the North Western Railway. He can be seen pulling slow goods or empties along the Main Line or one of the branch lines, but you'll mostly find him at Knapford Yards, shunting trucks into sidings, making up trains for the engines to take away. "Phillip, where are the building supplies?" grumbled James. "There a few sidings away from you." "You're to bring them to me. I shouldn't have to search for them myself!" "Hope you're carrying some dynamite," said Phillip, "it might you to be careful; you know it easily blows up, just like you!" "You're the only one who's blown up!" said James crossly. Later he met Gordon, who was waiting in a passing loop. "Phillip made me search for my train," said James, "he clearly doesn't understand what his role is in the yard." Gordon was concerned now; what if the same thing happened to him?

Gordon arrived at Knapford Yard in the early afternoon. "Great, a goods train," he grumbled, "at least it's an express goods train of fruit and vegetables for Cronk." Gordon looked all around the yard for them, but had no luck finding the vans himself. "Need any help Gordon?" asked Phillip. "It's about time you showed up, or anyone in the yard to appear before me@" he exclaimed. "I need to find vans loaded with fruit and vegetables. I'm going to be departing with them in three minutes." "Oh, follow me." The vans were located amongst other trains and was hidden in the yard's goods shed. "You really need to organize this place," he noted rudely as he puffed away. That night Phillip rolled into Knapford Sheds for a break. "Those big engines, expecting me to do everything on my own!" he grumbled. "I'll show them. I'll show them." "I get how you feel; it makes sese," said Neville kindly, "but do you really want to try to prove yourself?" Phillip thought quietly for a moment; he knew that he really didn't want to do so.

When he went back to work Gordon was there again, looking crosser than earlier. "A slow goods train?! I want a fast goods, but I must keep the chance of pulling passengers available for myself. Now, where are those coal trucks, milk tankers, flatbeds of cars, and vans of ice cream for Kellsthrope?" "Looking for something?" asked Phillip. "Where is a mixed slow goods train scheduled for delivery to Kellsthrope?" "Oh, that train is on the other side of the yard, near the junction." "Then go and get them!" "But I've just been given a job; I need to organize the yard, so then you're able to find things better when we shunters aren't able to help." Gordon waited for a long time until Stafford shunted them behind the big engine. "Go and stay away until you've learned to treat others with respect!" called Stafford. The next morning the two big engines were at Tidmouth Sheds. "Phillip delayed me last night," said Gordon. "Oh, he really isn't an engine who should be working-" "I'll decide who is working, who's staying in the shed for a break or punishment, or what have you!" The Fat Controller strolled over to them. "Every engine must help the engines in the yard. The engines in the yard help to prepare your trains and help make sure you can find them easily; not to do everything for you. You shall both be put on goods traffic work until you've learned to be polite."

James and Gordon worked very hard with goods, both fast and slow. They werer kind to Phillip, and if they had any negative comment, they kept it to themselves. Phillip was also able to work with a good attititude towards engiens who were rude to him, which he thanks Neville very much for this, becoming friends with the diesel-shaped steam engine; and Neville is happy to know that he is able to help others out in times of need.