Molly the Mighty Engine

"Molly the Mighty Engine" is a story written by Loco123456.

Story
Every engine on a railway, regardless of size, is strong in their own special way; and Molly is no exception. She is usually found pulling heavy goods trains, but occasionally pulls passenger trains. Molly was puffing cheerfully on a cut-off line to Tidmouth Harbour, when she ran into trouble. "Sheep on the line again," groaned Molly's driver. "You'd think that the farmers would notice that trains use these lines to help avoid delays or make up for lost time." Worst of all, there was no telephones along the lineside, so the driver walked all the way to the nearest signalbox to get help. It wasn't until 2:02 that she arrived. "Bother, we're late!" said Molly sadly. "Never mind; they can go aboard the next ship to Germany," said Norman. "There's a goods train to take up to Vicarstown."

Molly didn't use a cut-off route this time to avoid making the same mistake again; but she still ran into trouble. As she went up Gordon's Hill, the trucks played their tricks. "Hold back, hold back! This yellow lemon on wheels can't pull us up the hill!" they laughed rudely. Molly gave a mighty heave; the coupling broke and a fourth of the train ran down the hill. The guard was able to stop them, but Molly felt silly. When they arrived at Vicarstown Molly's afternoon work was done. She was glad to find the shed empty; she cried away. "Oh, sorry if I intruded," apologized Gator. "I'll g-" "You can stay. I'm just upset at myself. I feel that I've caused delays and that the Control Officers and the Fat Controller will be cross." "You know, it's nice to hear praises from others, and I get that, but the most important thing is praising yourself." Molly told Gator about everything. "It sounds like you've been useful; think about it. If those sheep hadn't blocked the line there wouldn't be any thoughts on putting telephones along the lineside." Molly thought about this for a long time. "I guess so." Soon Gator left and Molly was again alone. "I do need to feel happy about myself, even if negative things happen."

For her evening work, she had ato take a passenger train from Vicarstown to Kellsthrope Road. "Alright, time t-" "Wait! We've got to board this train!" shouted a few of the Sodor Railway Board members. Molly chuckled, but then began to worry. "What if we're late? There's a gurantee connection with Kirk Roman." But she knew something else too; she knew that this would help her out in knowing what to do in situations like this; so instead of her boiler shaking, she left steam. "Well done Molly!" called her driver as they finally pulled out of the station. Molly liked hearing the praise; yet she was already smiling at her own praise. "I've become a little wiser today," she smiled, "which is really useful indeed."