Author's notes: Ok, Molly arrived on Sodor in 1960, and Coco Pommel is the one that normally works with her. She is also in GER blue. And I should note that that we briefly see JamesXMolly and a bit of FluttershyXBig Macantiosh. I know that Zack (ThomasAngryBirds) doesn't like Molly and James paired together, but I also know he really likes FlutterMac, so that should balance things out.

Bowled Out

Narrator: Days passed and Stepney and Shining Armor kept up the good work. Shining Armor's trial on Sodor was glowing brightly. Although steam traction still maintained a good impression, there was still the demand for Fat Controller to experiment with diesel power. Reluctantly, he had order a new class 40 1Co- Co1 diesel from the other railway for a trial run. With the promising record that prince Shining Armor had made on his trial, Princess Celestia then decide to draft her nephew, Prince Blueblood and even though he was hers and her sister luna's nephew she couldn't help feeling reluctant to drafting him. Stepney's visit to the fat controllers railway was coming to an end and all the engines and ponies were going to miss him .

Shining Armor: I'm really going to miss you Stepney. You've really been a great help with my trial here on Sodor.

Stepney: I'll miss you too Shining Armor. I'm glad to have lent you a Helping buffer… or uh hoof.

Shining Armor: heheh. It's alright, call it any. Helping hoof, hand or buffer. I'm not offended.

Stepney: Heh, thanks mate.

Narrator: Just then, Princess Celestia and The Fat Controller arrived with important news.

Fat Controller: Now I you all aren't afraid of or don't mind hard work and we are pleased with you, but my railway is starting to grow busy so you may need help.

Celestia: So Sir Charles Topham Hatt has recently ordered a Class 40 1Co-co1 class 40 diesel for trial to see if he can assist with the increasing revenue. I have enlisted the help of my nephew Blueblood so do please try to avoid any… uh, disturbances.

Rarity: Oh dear. I know this means. That so called prince is going to be a snob about this railway network.

James: And I bet that this new diesel will be a pain in the neck.

Narrator: James and Rarity were right. The big diesel and Blueblood surveyed the sheds and were quick to sneer.

Class 40: Hmph, not bad. I've seen worse from BR. Well at least you're all clean.

Blueblood: That's makes two of us my nice, modern, up-to-date friend and it's putting it mildly to boot and at least these ponies are clean.

Narrator: The engines and ponies all gaped and glared.

Class 40: Well to be mildly fare,it's not entirely your fault. But seriously, you lot are all obsolete. Why, your controller should scrap all of you steam engines and get diesel engines like me. Just fill of oil, touch on the start and I'm off with no bother or waiting. They have to fuss around you for hours before your ready.

Blueblood: Indeed, with all that disgusting cleaning of dusty dirty soot and ash, that greasy lubricating with that filthy lubricating oil and don't even mention all that dirty disgusting dusty grimy sorry excuse for fuel you call coal, making you all belch that smelly stinky smoky smoke. I tell you, I don't know why the Fat Controller or my Auntie Celestia still likes to keep you disgusting steaming paupers. I mean, this friend of mine is so modern and clean this is real rail transportation.

Narrator: The furious engines and ponies finally found there voices but poor Molly was tearstuck.

Molly: (Crying)

Coco Pommel: Oh my. (Jumps on her buffer beam and gently pats her on the boiler.) Shh. It's alright Molly.

Engines and Ponies: OUTRAGES!

James: NO ONE MAKES MY GIRL CRY AND GETS AWAY WITH IT!

Shining Armor: YEAH! LIGHTEN UP JERK!

Blueblood: Oh my word, is this a joke Shining Armor? Your actually defending these filthy things. Hahahaha. A prince protecting the paupers, don't make me laugh.

Shining Armor: You call yourself a prince? Your nothing but a royal snob! From what Rarity told me what you did to her, I'm being to wonder if you really are Princess Celestia's nephew.

Rarity: That's right, tell that sorry excuse for prince off!

Narrator: The engines shouted and wheeshed at them too until a fitter came to stop the noise. Next morning, the ponies and engines all held an indignation meeting around the turntable.

Gordon: DISGRACEFUL!

James: DISGUSTING!

Henry: DESPICABLE!

Pinkie Pie: And here we meet the three D's again.

James: Ugh! Does this look anything like that American show Howdy doody time?!

Rainbow Dash: Yeah, your getting off topic again.

Shining Armor: Okay guys settle down, we've got more pressing matters to attend to.

Twilight: Thank you B.B.B.F.F. Anyway, back to the topic at hand.

Rarity: I cannot believe the nerve of that rude louse of pony, and that diesel powered louse as well.

Applejack: I agree. It's diesels like that class 40 that give all diesels a bad name.

Fluttershy: (Crying) Why would he say such rude things? That prince is so mean.

Molly: (Crying) I know. It really hurts inside.

(Coco Pommel was wiping away Molly's tears with a tissue.)

Coco Pommel: I tell you, that diesel and pony were like Suri was to me.

James: There, there, Molly. That pony was just being a jerk.

Big Mac: (Hugs Fluttershy, whom is crying on his shoulder, both in Edward's cab.) Eeyep. Just don't listen to them, Fluttershy.

Edward: This really needs to stop.

Shining Armor: I know, it's princes like Blueblood that give all prince's a bad name. It's degrading.

Pinkie Pie: Hey, that's another d word!

Twilight: (Glare) Pinkie…

Pinkie Pie: Oopsie, sorry.

Donald/Douglas: To say such things to us! It's to teach them a lesson we be wantin.

Big Mac: Eeeyup! Those two are nothing bad apples.

Braeburn: You took the words right out of my mouth, Big Macintosh.

Donald/Douglas: But how do we do it?

Sally: Good question you 2.

Gordon: Alright then, anyone got any good ideas?

Narrator: But no one had any good ideas.

Rainbow Dash: Ugh! Well then anyone got any stupid ones then?

Narrator: But no one had any stupid ideas either, (to self) Thank goodness. So they went off to work, all except Duck, Twilight Sparkle, Shining Armor and Stepney.

Duck: Never mind. We'll be sure to think of something.

Twilight: Yes, but what Duck? I'm completely lost for ideas.

Stepney: Well, we'll have to be quick then.

Shining Armor: Yeah, but I'm lost too for ideas.

Narrator: Their chance however, came sooner than expected. The diesel was purring comfortably as Prince Blueblood sat comfortably in his cab. The diesel was being warmed up well before time. Inspector Nash, whom had just got his first bowler hat was watched a fitter making final adjustments.

Nash: Alright, that looks good fitter. Keep up the good work.

Narrator: It was a blustery day too, and the wind tug at Inspector Nash's bowler hat. He was just making some final notes when the wind tugged at his hat and blew it away.

Nash: (Surprised as the hat flies away) What the devil?!

Narrator: The fitter replaced the air intake cover and the diesel was ready for his express train to Burrow in furness.

Fitter: Okay mate! All ready to go.

Narrator: Prince Blueblood and the diesel saw the coaches waiting at platform 1. And with toot of the horn, Prince Blueblood pushed the starter and the Diesel rolled proudly towards the coaches for the express.

The Diesel: Heh heh! Look at me Duck and Stepney.

BlueBlood: Yes look at us Shining Armor and Twilight sparkle,

Blueblood/ The Diesel: Now we'll show you something. Watch this.

Narrator: They had just advanced a few yards when it happened. Suddenly, shaking and spluttering…

The diesel: huh… What… (cough) what Blueblood… (cough) what… In…blueblazes is happening.

Blueblood: (Panic) Uh I don't know. I've never driven a train before.

Narrator: He coughed.

The diesel: (Cough) What …. (cough) I can't breath! ( cough) BLUEBLOOD DO SOMETHING!

Blueblood: Don't look at me. I told you never drove a train before!

Narrator: Faltered.

The diesel: You (cough) Idiot!

Narrator: Choked.

The Diesel: I can (cough) Still (cough) make (cough) it (cough)

Narrator: And with a loud internal combustion bang!

The Diesel: UGGGGHHHHHHH!

Narrator: The Diesel stopped, billow smoke from his engine and cab much to Blueblood's dismay. He hastily opened the door and dashed out covered in black diesel clad. He knelt down as if he were a dramatic actor and failing pathetically in the process.

Blueblood: My Beautiful mane …. My beautiful coat! Ruined! Ruined! NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOO! IIIIMMMM DOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEDD!

(Pinkie Pie trombone fail)

Narrator: twilight sparkle shining armor and stepney and duck couldn't help but snicker in laughter tears of laughter streaming down. Inspector Nash meanwhile hadn't noticed any of this. He was too busy looking for his lovely Bowler hat.

Inspector nash: Oh where is my new bowler hat?! Oh, the wife's going to kill me if she finds out I've lost it.

Shining Armor: (Sweetly snickering) Oh that was very impressive Blueblood.. (Snicker)

Twilight Sparkle: (sweetly) Very impressive indeed. (Snickering)

Duck/Stepney: (sweetly) Um can we help you at all? (Snickering)

The diesel: (coughing) nothing to ( cough) it (cough) any (cough) one (cough) can ( cough) do (cough) it (cough)

Stepney: Oh yes, very true indeed. Very true.

Narrator: And the two steam engines and unicorn siblings burst into laughter. The diesel seethed with baffled fury as Duck and Stepney pushed him back to the shed.

Inspector Nash: MY HAT! YOU'VE SUCKED IT DOWN YOUR AIR INTAKE!

Celestia: Bother your hat! The express is due out in 10 minutes. Twilight Sparkle will have to take it Duck.

Narrator: But Duck and Twilight looked doubtful.

Twilight: Yes Princess Celestia, but the train will be too heavy for Duck to move on his own.

Fat Controller: She does have a point, Celestia.

Stepney: Can Shining Armor and I help them Sir?

Narrator: The Fat Controller and Princess Celestia agreed instantly and went cheerfully to make the arrangements.

Celestia: Certainly Stepney. The more the merry.

Stepney: Oh thank you Malady. I like a good long run for my last day here.

Narrator: Stepney, Duck, Mr. Stephenson, Mr. Hawkins, Shining Armor and Twilight Sparkle all carefully made plans.

Stepney: Alright now listen. A very good start is everything for a job like this, especially for us tank engines.

Narrator: So as they backed down, they dropped sand onto the rails and rolled it firmly with there wheels. Both controllers and Princess Celestia were there to see them off.

Fat Controller: Gordon shall take over from halfway at Crovans Gate so get the train there.

Celestia: And don't worry about being late. Gordon and Rainbow Dash can make up for lost time after when they take over (She winked at Twilight and smiled cheekily) and that goes double for you Twilight.

Narrator: Twilight blushed and looked at her hooves.

Bluebell controller: So anyway, good luck and good speed to all 6 of you.

Stepney: Don't worry Sirs and malady! We'll get there and be early too.

Narrator: The engines stood there waiting and sizzling with excitement. The two ponies were excited too, eager and ready to start. At last, the guards flag waved and whistle blew, Mr. Stephenson and Mr. Hawkins opened their engines regulators, Shining Armor and Twilight stoked the fires with a will and the two engines dug there wheels into the sand and gave mighty heave. Duck puffed and pulled with all his might taking the strain of the coaches whilst Stepney barked excitingly up front. They moved carefully over the points they were soon out on the main line.

Stepney: Alright, now for sprint! Ready guys?

Stephenson: Sure am, Stepney old boy!

Mr. Hawkins: Righto!

Shining Armor: Alright! Give it everything you got Stepney!

Twilight: I'm ready, how bout you Duck!

Duck: I'm ready when you are Stepney!

Stepney: Alright, Now!

Narrator: Mr. Stephenson and Mr. Hawkins opened the regulators wide open! Faster and faster they went until they were moving at such speeds that the side roads were just mere blurs. They even over took the Wonderbolts, Mr. Hawkins, Mr. Stephenson, Shining Armor and twilight sparkle whooped and cheered with excitement. They felt like they were flying!

Shining Armor: YYYAAAAAAHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOO! GO STEPNEY GO! HAHAHAHA! BOY AM I GONNA LOVE MY NEW JOB HERE!

Twilight: WWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOO! THIS IS COOL! I'VE NEVER GONE THIS FAST BEFORE!

Shining Armor: Then what about that one time when you were in Thomas' cab when being pulled by Gordon on the WildNorWester?

Twilight Sparkle: Uh… point taken. How did you know?

Shining Armor: You told me.

Twilight Sparkle: (Looks at her hooves in embarrassment.) Oh, right.

Narrator: Under clear signals, they whizzed through Edwards station and Charge Gordon's hill beyond. They felt the drag of the heavy coaches here, 15 of them to be exact, it was hard work for the two tank engines. Once of over the top, the last ten miles were plain running and they arrived at Crovans Gate station in fine style, much to the admiration of Gordon, Rainbow Dash, Sir Handel and Sweetie Belle.

Gordon: Hullo? Your early. Very impressive. Heh, that's one in the headlamp for that diesel and sorry excuse for a prince.

Rainbow Dash: Yeah I know I heard you both over took the Wonderbolt's that was /)^0^(\ so awesome!

Sir Handel: Ah, so your Stepney and Shining Armor we heard so much about. Grand to meet you at last. Name's…

Stepney/Shining Armor: Sir Handel, SkR's number 3. Are we right?

Sir Handel: Whoa! Your good.

Shining Armor: Actually, Twilight told us about you. Nice to meet you Sir Handel.

Sweetie Belle: Hello Shining Armor. I remember seeing you at your big wedding with Cadence. And nice to meet you as well Stepney, my name is…

Stepney: Sweetie Belle, Rarity's little sister. Yes, Shining Armor told me about you before I came up here. Pleasure to meet you both. Anyway, the run was great! Hey speaking of that diesel, Gordon, Rainbow Dash, Sir Handel, Sweetie Belle, you won't believe what happened to him.

Gordon: What's that then.

Stepney: Apparently, that clumsy Diesel sucked in the inspectors bowler hat into his air intake. That's why he broke down and we had to take his train for him. Blueblood got covered in diesel clad when he broke down. James and Rarity say they're as sick as boiler sludge and sulking in the shed.

Narrator: All of them laughed out loud with tears of laughter stream from there eyes.

Rainbow dash: BAH HAHAHAHAHEHEHEHA! Oh Stepney That is just too funny!

Gordon: Out of date are we? Ho ho hohoho! That'll serve those pompous brats right.

Sir Handel: Hahahahaha! Oh, the others will have a riot when they hear about this.

Sweetie Belle: No kidding.

Narrator: Gordon chortled away with Rainbow Dash as did Sir Handel with Sweetie Belle. Princess Celestia and the Fat Controller so pleased with Shining Armor's performance on the railway that they had passed his trials and made him a member of the Sodor Pony Railway Team. Everyone was sad to see Stepney had to go, all the engines and ponies that could went to see him off. The Fat Controller and Princess Clesetia made speeches, and so did Stepney's controller. Donald and Douglas made everyone sing Auld Lang Syne

Everyone: (singing) Shid ald akwentans bee firgot,

an nivir brocht ti mynd?

Shid ald akwentans bee firgot,

an ald lang syn*?

CHORUS:

Fir ald lang syn, ma jo,

fir ald lang syn,

wil tak a cup o kyndnes yet,

fir ald lang syn.

An sheerly yil bee yur pynt-staup!

an sheerly al bee myn!

An will tak a cup o kyndnes yet,

fir ald lang syn.

CHORUS

We twa hay rin aboot the braes,

an pood the gowans fyn;

Bit weev wandert monae a weery fet,

sin ald lang syn.

CHORUS

We twa hay pedilt in the burn,

fray mornin sun til dyn;

But seas between us bred hay roard

sin ald lang syn.

CHORUS

An thers a han, my trustee feer!

an gees a han o thyn!

And we'll tak a richt‡ gude-willie-waucht‡,

fir ald lang syn.

CHORUS

All engines and ponies: Come back and see us soon!

Stepney: And you are always welcome on my Bluebell Railway.

Shining Armor: Hey, Stepney! Thanks for helping out. I finally got the job!

Stepney: Well done Shining Armor. Well done.

Narrator: Then he puffed away to a chorus of cheers and whistles from ponies and engines.

All: Goodbye Stepney! Come again! Goodbye! Goodbye!

Narrator: Then they all heard Mr. Stephenson and Stepney the bluebell engine start singing as he puffed away back to Sheffield park in Sussex England to the bluebell railway.

Stepney: (singing) Well The Green Lane finally close for good

In the spring of '58,

Miss Bessemer fought her best but lost with pride,

For many this was the end, no chance of making amends,

A natural death, a turning of the tide,

But five miles north from Sheffield Park

They soon saw steam again,

With Southern tanks running up and down all day,

A haven it became,

With hope it'll rise to fame,

So it did, it showed them all the way,

CHORUS:

Oh the rails, never fails,

For Centuries, they'll stand so strong and bold,

But respectful time has passed, so I say let's raise a glass,

To the Bluebell line and 50 years of Gold,

Mr. Stephenson: (singing) Well members far a wide,

Tried to save as much as they could,

But sadly, quite a few slipped through the net,

But for those who did survive,

They'd all continue to thrive,

For the age of steam is one we won't forget,

Though Brighton names like Beachy Head had

Hit the cutters torch,

Some soul survivors up and down were saved,

And the band continued to grow,

Though early progress was slow,

All the same, sweet history was made,

CHORUS:

Stepney/ Mr. Stephenson: (singing) Oh the rails, never fails,

For Centuries, they'll stand so strong and bold,

But respectful time has passed, so I say let's raise a glass,

To the Bluebell line and 50 years of Gold,

BRIDGE 1:

Stepney: (singing) The experience and feel of life was

A breath of fresh clean air,

With hints of black and blue and shades of green,

Mr. Stephenson (singing) Though Beeching may have cursed,

And electrics made things worse,

Stepney/ Stephenson: (singing) The BR crest from further west,

Had left things as they'd been,

Stepney: (singing) A far old cry it may have been from

The sulky service years,

But the good old days were back and here to stay,

Mr. Stephenson: (singing) Though the railway may have closed,

But the Phoenix quickly rose,

Stepney/ Mr. Stephenson: (singing) So it seems, Miss Bessemer had her way,

CHORUS:

Stepney/ Mr. Stephenson: (singing) Oh the rails, never fails,

For Centuries, they'll stand so strong and bold,

But respectful time has passed, so I say let's raise a glass,

To the Bluebell line and 50 years of Gold,

SOLO

BRIDGE 2:

Stepney: (singing) Oh, progress always takes it time for

The big push further north,

East Grinstead seems to near and yet so far,

Mr. Stephenson: (singing) Although the end's in sight,

And at last, we see the light,

Stepney/ Mr. Stephenson: (singing) The landfill site

Puts up a fight

But, we'll get our cigar

There were many times of highs and lows

Since the spring of '58,

When the whole thing could have gone up like Ketches Bridge,

But thanks god for a thing called time,

And three big sheers to our old line,

A jewel in the crown of Railway Heritage,

CHORUS: x2

Oh the rails, never fails,

For Centuries, they'll stand so strong and bold,

But respectful time has passed, so I say let's raise a glass,

To the Bluebell line and 50 years of Gold,

Here's to the Bluebell line and 50 years of Gold!

Oh the rails, it never fails,

For Centuries, they'll stand so strong and bold,

But respectful time has passed, so I say let's raise a glass,

To the Bluebell line and 50 years of Gold,

To the Bluebell line and 50 years of Gold,

Here's to the Bluebell line and 50 years of Gold,

Narrator: Oh, and I bet your wondering about Prince Blueblood and the Diesel. Well, Princess Celestia was not impressed at all with her nephew and sent him back to Canterlot in disgrace whilst the diesel just slipped away the night before. They said goodbye to no one but left two things behind. The nasty smell of bad manners which is quite a bad smell indeed, and a battered bowler hat.

Hahahahaha! That ending cracks me up big time. What's next? 'Mountain Engines'. Alright! Can't wait to see them.