Author's notes: Ok guys. Not much changed here.

Pop Goes The Diesel

Narrator: City of Truro's visit made Duck very proud of being Great Western. He talked endlessly about it. Despite that, he worked hard too and made everything run like clockwork.

(Duck shunting montage)

Duck: There we are. James' pick up goods to goods platform 1, check!

William: That a boy Duck.

Duck: Gordon's WildNorWester to platform 1, check!

Pinkie Pie: Yeah! That's the way to do it!

Duck: Flyer of Vicarstown for Henry to platform 2, check!

Mike: Boy, you make so proud to be your driver. You give Twilight Sparkle a run for her money.

Duck: Great Northern Flyer for Sally and Bridget to platform 3, check.

Pinkie Pie: Good job Duck. That's perfect.

Narrator: The trucks and coaches behaved well. The coaches were ready on time. The passengers even stopped grumbling. On the down side, the engines and other ponies didn't like to have to bustle about.

Duck: There are two ways of doing things my dear engines and ponies! The Great Western way, or the wrong way. The Great Western way is to go directly and promptly to your trains and have them running without dilly dallying. I'm great western and…

Rainbow Dash/Rarity/Henry/Gordon/James: DON'T WE KNOW IT!

Rainbow Dash: Ugh! When will Duck stop going on about how great the great western railway is? I tell you, he's starting to annoy me.

Rarity: I know what you mean darlings. Seriously, I don't know how much longer we have to put up with that square engines annoying rambles

Fluttershy: Calm down guys. Duck is a nice engine at heart. He may boast, but he'll never do anything harsh.

Sally: Fluttershy has a point guys. Duck is very generous to be shunting our trains for us.

Bridget: Would you rather get them yourselves?

James/Henry/Gordon: Um… no.

Rainbow Dash: Well, never the less, I really wish we'd work with somepony or engine that doesn't ramble on and on like Quackers.

Rarity: I agree. Some engine or pony that is smart, intelligent, sophisticated and handsome.

Narrator: The engines and ponies were glad when two visitors came. The visitors purred smoothly towards them. The Fat controller climbed down and introduced them.

Fat Controller: Here is Diesel, a class 08 diesel shunter and Gilda, a Griffon. Princess Celestia and I have agreed to give them a trial. They need learn. Please teach them Duck and Pinkie Pie, and Applejack I'll have you work with Edward on the Wellsworth branchline, Twilight will look after Toby.

Pinkie Pie: No problem.

Applejack: You can count us sir. (Gallops off to find Edward.)

Diesel: Good morning. Pleased to meet you Duck, and likewise to you Pinkie Pie.

Diesel: Is that James, and Henry, and Gordon too? Oh, I am delight to meet such famous engines.

Gilda: As I'm I.

Diesel: Oh bless my oil, is that the kind and gentle Fluttershy, The elegant, radiant and beautiful Miss Rarity, and the strong athletic pegasus Rainbow Dash as well the only one who can do a sonic rainboom? Oh I am honoured to meet such famous ponies.

Narrator: The silly engines and ponies were flattered.

James: He has very good manners.

Gordon: We are pleased to have him in our yard.

Henry: Your right there.

Rarity: Did you hear that?! You know my name? (Dramatic faint)

Rainbow Dash: Ah yeah! Now this is what I was talking about.

Fluttershy: Um… I suppose he is handsome intelligent and smart, I suppose.

Pinkie Pie: Oh, I don't know. They look kinda devious to me, especially since I know Gilda from experience.

Rarity: Pinkie Pie! Watch your mouth! How could some as handsome, intelligent and smart looking be devious?

Rainbow Dash: Yeah come on pinkie pie Gilda might have had a change of heart this time. Besides it's a load off after ol' Quackers came!

Fluttershy: Well now that you mention it Pinkie Pie, I'm starting to have doubts now.

Flitter: This is very peculiar indeed.

Cloud Chaser: Think we should find Rachel?

Sally: Let's see what happens. If it gets serious, then we go and find her.

Bridget: Good idea big sister.

Narrator: Fluttershy, Sally, Bridget, Flitter and Cloud Chaser weren't the only ones who had doubts.

Duck: Come on Diesel and Gilda.

Pinkie Pie: It's time to put you two to work.

Diesel/Gilda: Ah yes, the yards. Excuse us, engines and ponies.

Narrator: And Diesel purred after Duck and Pinkie Pie with Gilda talking hard.

Diesel: Your worthy fat…

Duck: Sir Topham Hatt to you!

Gilda: Your worthy white alicor….

Pinkie Pie: That's Princess Celestia to you!

Narrator: Diesel and Gilda looked hurt.

Diesel: Your worthy Sir Topham Hatt and Princess Celestia, think that Gilda and I need to learn. But they are mistaken. We diesels know everything.

Gilda: Same with us Griffons.

Diesel: We come to a yard and improve it.

Diesel and Gilda: We are revolutionary.

Duck: Oh? Well then If you're revol uh thingergummy, perhaps you can collect my trucks for my local goods train whilst I fetch Gordon's coaches for the WildNorWester.

Gilda: You can do better than that little steam teapot can do. Go for it Diesel.

Diesel: With much pleasure, Gilda my dear.

Narrator: Diesel, delight to show off, purred away. With much banging and clashing, he collected a row of trucks.

Gilda: Excellent Diesel. Now let's try to get those ones.

Diesel: Ah yes, very good plan. That will show that square shaped tea kettle.

Narrator: Duck left Gordon's coaches at the station and came back. Diesel and Gilda were now trying to takes trucks from a siding nearby. They were old and empty. Clearly, they had not been touched for a long time. Their brakes would not come off properly. Diesel had found them hard to move.

Trucks: Push! Pull! Backwards! Forwards! OOERR! OOEERR! WE CAN'T! WE WON'T!

Narrator: Duck, Pinkie Pie, Mike and William watched the operation with interested.

Mike: Oh this going to be rich.

William: It's sure is old friend. Only one thing is missing.

Pinkie pie: Have no fear. The popcorn is here, and with butter flavor too.

William and Mike: Oh Pinkie Pie, what we do without you?

Duck: If only I was a human or pony right now. That popcorn looks very delicious.

Pinkie Pie: Heheheheh. I don't think you'd like it Duck.

Narrator: Pinkie Pie, William and Mike sat along Duck's running board, happily munching on their popcorn and watching Diesel and Gilda attempt to shunt the trucks.

William: Well guys, feast your eyes on the front row seats of the greatest slapstick comedy show in the yards of Tidmouth. If only I had…

Pinkie pie: …The film camera!

William: (Amazed) You amaze me every day.

Narrator: Soon, Mike set the camera to where they could get a good shot of Diesel's and Gilda's folly. Meanwhile, Diesel and Gilda, who were completely oblivious to this, lost patience.

Gilda: GGRRRR! COME DIESEL! PUT YOUR BACK INTO IT!

Diesel: GGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Narrator: Diesel gave great heave! The trucks jerked forward.

Trucks: OOEEERR! OOOERRR! OOOERRR! WE CAN'T! WE WON'T.

Gilda: GET MOVING YOU STUPID RUSTED PLANKS!

Narrator: Some of their brakes broke.

(Pinkie Pie gets out drum set and plays comedy drums.)

Narrator: The gears, hanging down, bumped along the rails and sleepers.

Trucks: WE CAN'T! WE WON'T! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Narrator: The brakes caught in the points and locked themselves solid.

Gilda: OKAY, THAT'S IT! DIESEL, ON THE COUNT OF THREE! ONE! TWO! THREE!

Diesel: GGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Narrator: Diesel lunged forward! A rusty coupling broke and he shot forward suddenly by himself. Duck, Pinkie Pie, Mike and William goffered into laughter. Mr. Holden, Mr. Hawkins and Pinkie Pie laughed so hard that nearly gagged on a piece of popcorn.

Duck: Ho ho ho ho!

William: Oh, that just made my day!

Pinkie Pie: Hey, look. I think he just derailed some of those trucks.

Mike: I don't know about revolutionary, but I can say this is just pure comedy.

Narrator: Diesel recovered and tried to push the trucks back, but they wouldn't move and he had to give up. When Pinkie Pie, William and Mike finished their popcorn, they drove Duck quietly around to where the other trucks stood in line.

Duck: Thank you for arranging these Diesel. I must go now.

Diesel: Don't you want this lot?

Duck: No thank you.

Narrator: Diesel and Gilda nearly gulped and almost shrieked.

Diesel: We've taken all this trouble!

Gilda: WHY DIDN'T TELL US!

Duck: Well you never asked us. Besides, you two were having so much fun being rev… whatever it was you said.

Pinkie Pie: I think you mean revolutionary or revothingergummy.

Duck: I think so too Pinkie Pie, but hey it just too funny. Well Diesel, Gilda. Tata!

Narrator: Duck puffed away leaving Diesel and Gilda seething with fury. Diesel and Gilda had to stay and help clear the mess. They hated it. All the trucks and coaches were laughing and so were the workmen. Presently they heard them singing. Their song grew louder and louder until it echoed through the yards. They thought they heard pinkie pie singing as well.

Trucks: (Singing) Trucks are waiting in the Yard;
Tackling them with ease'll
"Show the world what I can do,"
Gaily boasts the Diesel.

In and out he creeps about,
Like a big black weasel.
When he pulls the wrong trucks out –
Pop goes the Diesel!

Diesel/Gilda: GGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Narrator: Soon they scuttled away to sulk in the sheds.

So that's 'Pop Goes The Diesel'. Next is 'Dirty Work'. Keep your eyes peeled for that.