Author's notes: Alright. Part 3 for real this time. Made a few edits here and there, but the story overall is pretty much the same.

Rock N Roll

Narrator: When Skarloey's turn finally came, Apple Bloom lit his fire, Mr. Holden opened the regulator and Skarloey puffed off happily to fetch Agnes, Ruth, Jemima, Lucy and Beatrice

Ruth: I wonder who will be taking us out today.

Agnes: I tell you one thing, I hope its not Duncan. That engine makes Sir Handel look more innocent.

Ruth: Though you got to admit, Sir Handel is improving.

Agnes: I actually agree with you there.

Gertrude: Besides, he'd most likely get me and Millicent.

Jemima: WHAT?

Lucy: We're wondering who will be taking us out today!

Jemima: Oh, why didn't you say so?

Narrator: Just then, to the coaches delight, Skarloey pulled in.

Skarloey: Good morning ladies.

Agnes/Ruth/Jemima/Lucy/Beatrice: Skarloey! Are we glad that you've come home.

Skarloey: Well that makes six of us. (Wink)

Agnes/Ruth/Jemima/Lucy/Beatrice: (giggle)

Millicent: Have a nice run.

Narrator: Apple Bloom soon coupled Skarloey up to the old coaches and they reached the station to find Edward and Fluttershy with the Dragon Of Wellsworth.

Edward: Oh hey Skarloey.

FluttershyHow nice to see you.

Skarloey: Edward, Fluttershy! It's been too long.

Edward: 4 years to be precise.

Skarloey: Wow. That's long. So, how goes life on the NWR?

Edward: Fit as fiddle. We've got a new shunter called Duck. He's station pilot at Tidmouth.

Fluttershy: And a really good worker too.

Skarloey: Same here. We've got new engines as well!

Edward: Ah yes. Fluttershy told me about them.

Narrator: Just then, the guards whistle blew.

Skarloey: Ah, that's my guards whistle. I must get going. I can't wait to get started on my return to service journey.

Mr. Holden: Alright then. Lets get going.

Narrator: Mr. Holden opened the regulator, and Skarloey puffed happily away. Skarloey had a wonderful day. He was glad to take out the coaches and meet old friends. And was enjoying his journey more than ever before.

Skarloey: (singing) The lord is good to me. And so I thank the lord. For giving me the things I need a sunny day and full head of steam. Yes he's been good to me. (whistle solo)

I owe the lord so much, for everything I see. I'm certain if it weren't for him, the railway would seize to be living. He's been good to me. Oh here am I'neath the bright blue sky puffin happily. Singing with my fellow friends. And puffing merrily. I wake up every day as happy as can be. Because I know that with his care this lovely railway will still be there. Oh the lord is good to me.

Narrator: Presently, along the way, he met Rusty up the line with a reconstruction train. He was working with Mr. Hugh and Babs Seed.

Babs Seed: Well paint my blank flank. Skarloey! Boy, it's great to see your back!

Skarloey: heheheh! It's good to be back Babs, and I see you and the CMC are doing very well on this railway.

Babs Seed: Aw shucks. Thanks Skarloey.

Mr. Hugh: Ah, welcome home Skarloey. You look marvellous!

Skarloey: Oh Mr. Hugh sir. It's great to see you again sir. (Looks at Rusty) Ah you must be Rusty!

Rusty: Ah yes, that's right. I was the one who helped you off the standard gauge flat truck and I saw you talking with some of the others yesterday.

Skarloey: Oh, that's right. You know something Rusty, if I couldn't see the old places and faces, I'd think I was on a different railway. You and Rachel have done wonders with these rails.

Narrator: Rusty laughed happily.

Rusty: Heheheh… We talked with your railway's chief mechanic and foreman, Mr. Hugh, and he said, "Rusty, Rachel, Mr. Holden, Mr. Hawkins, Miss Ravens and Apple Bloom, Skarloey is coming home! Let's mend the track so well that he won't know where he is. And we did.

Skarloey: And you didn't (wink) if you take my meaning.

Narrator: And both engines, Babs Seed, Apple Bloom, Mr. Holden and Mr. Hugh all laughed together like old friends. Still chuckling, Skarloey puffed away on his journey. He liked this friendly, hard working diesel and his sister Rachel. Later that night, when Rusty and Skarloey returned to the sheds, Skarloey told Rachel the same thing. Rachel smiled.

Rachel: I'm so glad that you agree. We're making great progress from Crovans Gate to Skarloey station. We've mended the line at a Victorian pace. Uh… almost.

Skarloey: What do you mean?

Rusty: Well there's still one bad bit. It's just before the first station at Cros-ny-Cuirn.

Apple Bloom: (Ashamed) We're sorry Skarloey. We worked as hard as we could, but we hadn't enough time.

Skarloey: Never mind. It's much better now than it was then.

Babs Seed: Yes. It maybe better, but it still is not good.

Rusty: An engine still might come off there if they're not careful. Fortunately, we, Peter Sam and Sir Handel take care, and so do you of course.

Narrator: Rachel gave a sigh of relief. Knowing that Peter Sam was being careful, especially with his weak funnel, made her mind feel much more at ease.

Rusty: But the engine I'm most worried about is Duncan. He will do Rock-N-Roll along the line. I shouldn't like his passengers hurt.

Duncan: (Accusingly) What's that about me! I'm a plain engine and I believe in plain speaking, so speak up! Stop whispering in corners!

Narrator: Rusty warned Duncan about the bad bit of line and Rachel and warned him to be careful.

Duncan: Pah! I know my way about thank you! I don't need two smelly, good for nothing diesels to tell me what to do! Now you two filthy boxes on wheels just stay out of my way tomorrow! Good night!

Narrator: Rusty and Rachel looked very hurt Rachel was on the edge of tears. Peter Sam and Sir Handel had overheard the conversation and were very cross.

Peter Sam: Hey! You leave them alone Duncan.

Sir Handel: I'll have you know, that Rachel saved me from a nasty accident before you arrived.

Sir Handel/Peter Sam: It would never suit… Uh, I mean, this behaviour will never do!

Duncan: Need I remind you of that other diesel that was here in 1957? I heard a bit about him 2 days ago!

Sir Handel: That was a different diesel entirely!

Peter Sam: Uh… guys.

Duncan: What?

(Pinkie Pie jumps out of nowhere)

Pinkie Pie: (Singing) He's an evil enchanter
Who speaks evil banter
And if you look deep into his eyes
He'll feel like your hand burn
Then what will he do
He'll fix up an evil goop
And he'll gobble you up
In a big tasty soup
So WATCH OUT!

Ok, I'm done. (Gallops back to the hotel)

Duncan: Uh… ok. Anyway, like I was saying, it's late now and we need sleep!

Sir Handel: Why you…

Skarloey: Simmer down Sir Handel. Never mind him… (Turns to Rachel and Rusty) you two did your best and I'm very proud of you both.

Narrator: Rusty said no more, but he thought a great deal that night. The next morning, Rusty and Rachel were still cross with Duncan and so were Apple Bloom and Babs Seed. So cross in fact, that after they fetched Sir Handel's 6:30 am train, they left Duncan to find his own coaches. Rachel went with Miss Ravens and Babs Seed to help Peter Sam, Sweetie Belle and Mr. Hawkins at the incline and Rusty went with Apple Bloom and Mr. Hugh back to the shed to rest and was refuelled before getting Skarloey's noon train ready and before getting ready for his works train. Mr. Holden was rostered to take Duncan's 9am passenger train with Scootaloo.

Mr. Holden: Well Scootaloo, you ready for this?

Scootaloo: More or less. Duncan has been very rude to Rusty and Rachel and I don't feel like working with him. I suppose we must, though.

Narrator: Reluctantly, both Scootaloo and Mr. Holden went to get Duncan ready. Duncan was furious when he found that he had to find his own coaches.

Duncan: Pah! I knew you can never trust those pathetic buzz boxes on wheels!

Scootaloo: From what Apple Bloom and Babs Seed told me, I think it serves you right!

Duncan: Yeah right! How can you rely on an engine that doesn't even do their job properly. What use are they, especially if they're diesels!

Mr. Holden: Duncan! You're really starting to push your luck!

Narrator; But Duncan paid no attention. He snorted and banged the coaches about the yard, much to the discomfort from both filly pegasus, Mr. Holden and the coaches.

Angus: OW! What was that for!

Duncan: OY! Just keep your mouths shut and look sharp I'm late enough as it is!

Ruth: (To the others) My goodness, he is getting worse.

Lucy: Agreed Ruth.

Scootaloo: I don't like where this is going, Mr. Holden.

Mr. Holden: Same here Scootaloo. It's a miracle that he hasn't derailed in the yard.

Narrator: After Duncan roughly collected his train, he started so roughly that Scootaloo would have fallen out if her wings had picked her up and Mr. Holden hadn't grabbed her hoof.

Scootaloo: WHOA!

Mr. Holden: GOTCHA! (Pulls her back into the cab.) You alright?

Scootaloo: Yeah, whew! Thanks Mr. Holden, that was a close one. Hey Duncan, watch it! You nearly caused me to fall out!

Duncan: You should been more careful!

Scootaloo: WHY, YOU LITTLE…

Mr. Holden: Now Scootaloo, lets not argue with him. We need keep the trains running.

Narrator: Duncan clattered crossly to the station. James and Rarity were already there, waiting for them.

James: Oy! What time do you call this? Your late!

Rarity: Being fashionably late is one thing, but this, is way out of style! How could you? Hmph!

Duncan: Ugh! I know that! And it's not my fault. Its those smelly, stupid diesels fault! They think they can educate me on how to stay on the rails, and then they have cheek to make me fetch me own coaches!

Rarity: Oh, well that explains why you were late.

James: You poor little engine. Don't worry, I know all about those diesels. One crept into our yard and order us about! Don't worry. I soon sent that oil drinking menace packing along with stupid ugly griffon too!

Duncan: (Realises) Uh oh! Not again!

James: What?

(Pinkie Pie pops out of nowhere.)

Pinkie Pie: (Singing) They are evil en… (Stops herself) Wait, I already did this once in this story. (Gallops to Percy)

James: Oh, that's why.

Rarity: Now look you two. Not all diesels are bad. Just give those two diesels a chance, Duncan, that goes for you too James.

Duncan: Oy! Pipe down. I want to hear how James sent the diesel packing and that griffon too.

Narrator: So James continued telling Duncan how he single handedly sent a diesel and griffon packing. Duncan gazed at James admiringly. As James left the platform, he didn't know that James was boastful and sometimes didn't tell the truth, but we do, don't we? Needless to say, Rarity and Scootaloo were very disappointed with their engines. Soon, Duncan's guard blew the whistle, waved the flag and Duncan started sharply. Mr. Holden and Scootaloo each had to hold a guard rail to keep themselves from being through clear whilst Duncan just puffed away smiling devilishly.

Duncan: Send them packing! Send them packing!

Scootaloo: I've got a bad feeling about this Mr. Holden.

Mr. Holden: Same here. I've got a gut feeling we're going to derail, not to mention bad news for Rusty and Rachel.

Narrator: Duncan climbed the first hill furiously and they were soon over the top in ten seconds flat.

Scootaloo: Wow! I never thought I'd say this, but that's was impressive.

Mr. Holden: I have to agree, Scootaloo. Well done Duncan. Keep it up!

Narrator: Soon they were nearing the first station at Cros-ny-Cuirn. Duncan was pleased and grew very cocky.

Duncan: Hahahaha! Nothing's happened! Nothings happened! Silly old Diesels,clever me!

Narrator: And he swaggered along, doing his rock n roll!

Scootaloo: Easy Duncan! Easy! We need take this section slowly!

Duncan: THERE'S NO DANGER HERE YOU LITTLE BRAT! SO PIPE DOWN!

Narrator: And he rocked and he rolled violently along line, cackling like a hyena!

Mr. Holden: Steady boy!

Narrator: Mr. Holden and Scootaloo tried to check him, but it was too late. There was tearing, cracking, crunching sound and Duncan stopped bumpily.

Mr. Holden/ Scootaloo: (eyes widen with disbelief) I… I don't believe it!

Duncan: (shocked) SLEEPERS AND BALLAST! I'M OFF!

Narrator: And he was.

Scootaloo: Really, no duh Duncan! We told you to be careful.

Mr Holden: But you'd derail yourself. If you listened Rusty's and Rachel's advice, this wouldn't have happened.

Mr Holden/Scootaloo: Now whose clever?

Narrator: Skarloey, Rusty, Apple Bloom, Mr. Hugh and Miss Ravens were in yards when the call came. Rusty was furious and refused to move.

Rusty: We warned him! 'Duncan', we said, 'you must be careful near Cros-ny-Cuirn'. But all he did was call me and Rachel names.

Narrator: Mr. Hugh kept turning Rusty's handle, and so did Apple Bloom.

Mr. Hugh: Come on! Start up!

Rusty: NO! I'm sorry to disoblige Mr. Hugh Sir and Apple Bloom, but I won't help that Duncan!

Skarloey: I am ashamed of you Rusty! Just think of the passengers, Mr. Holden and Scootaloo. What are they going to do.

Rusty: (guilty) Oh dear I forgotten them. I'm sorry Mr. Hugh sir and Apple Bloom. We must help the passengers.

Narrator: And Rusty's engine roared into life. Duncan stood sad and furlong. He couldn't Rock-N-Roll now, even if he wanted to.

Duncan: Oh dear. Now everyone will know how silly I am.

Narrator: At last, Mr. Hugh and Apple Bloom arrived with Rusty and brought old sleepers and rails. Mr. Hugh showed the passengers how to use them, they weren't too pleased about that but still helped and they carefully levered Duncan back onto the rails. After that, Duncan was extra careful all day and with Rock-N-Rolling whatsoever. And for the first time in days, Mr. Holden and Scootaloo had wonderful ride on board Duncan. That night, Duncan idled up to Peter Sam, Rusty and Rachel.

Duncan: Rusty. Thank you for rescuing me, and Rachel I'm sorry I was rude to you and Rusty.

Narrator: The two diesel smiled.

Rachel: That's alright Duncan. I know how it must be hard with these new changes sometimes it takes time to get used to them.

Rusty: Same here. I forgive you too.

Duncan: Thank you guys. You're best diesels I've ever known, I wish all diesels were just like you. What do you say we be friends?

Rusty/Rachel: Of course Duncan. We'll all mend that bad bit first thing tomorrow morning.

Narrator: And for the first time in his life, Duncan smiled as he chatted with his new diesel friends. I think it's safe to say that Duncan has now finally put his demons to rest about diesels.

Ok, let's get onto 'Little Old Twins' next.