Author's notes: This is one of the longest stories I have had to edit, but I'm good with it. It gives us some more insight into the past of not only Skarloey and Rheanes, but also the ponies' and humans' ancestors. Let's go.

Dear Miss Ravens, Mr. Hawkins and Mr. Roberts and Princess Celestia. Can you believe it? We all learned that one hundred years ago, when Skarloey and Rheneas first arrived on their railway, they were young and silly…

Mr Holden: (Rushes into the office and had a quick idea in mind when he saw Pinkie Pie) Pinkie! Um… you know the cake that we were baking for the ponies and humans to eat at Skarloey's and Rheanes' 100th after party?

Pinkie Pie: Yes?

Mr Holden: It's due to be ready in 10 seconds, I need you to go and get it!

Pinkie Pie: (Gasps) SUPER DUPER PINKIE PIE IS A GO! (Gallops downstairs.)

Mr. Holden I can't believe that worked.

(Mr. Holden takes over letter)

Sorry about that. Pinkie Pie was just trying to be friendly. Anyway, like Pinkie Pie stated earlier, Skarloey and Rheneas were young and silly like any child would be during the early years. Skarloey was sulky and bouncy, and Rheneas didn't fancy that at all and they quarrelled, but they soon made up for it and have been firm friends ever since. To commemorate both the completion of the loop line and to celebrate the SKR's centenary, the Owner has just given Skarloey and Rheneas a lovely 100th birthday. Pinkie Pie really helped out too with the cakes. Too bad Skarloey and Rheneas couldn't eat them themselves. Heh. Skarloey and Rheneas also told me that they're twins Talyllyn and Dolgoch, at Towyn, are 100 too. You know Rachel, it really is amazing what history can teach you. We've learned a lot about Skarloey and Rheneas humble beginnings, but we also found out more about the lost ancestors of Equestria. Needless to say that the apple family and Twilight Sparkle were both amazed and delighted to learn about the Lost Ancestors, but I think the most exciting thing we've learned was how old our friendship bond is. Anyway, here's the tale that Skarloey and Rheneas told me about their humble beginnings.

Your Best Friend forever

William James Holden.

Crosspatch

Narrator: It was the summer of 1965. It was one day before Skarloey and Rheneas's 100th birthday and the main 4 drivers and the foal volunteers were getting the engines ready for the celebrations for tomorrow. Miss Ravens were just finishing on Rheneas with Apple Bloom and Babs Seed, Big Macintosh and Applejack, whom had the day off that day, oiling and greasing the bearings and then polishing his brass, whilst Mr. Hawkins with Featherweight was finishing up with Sir Handel, Peter Sam was being serviced by Mr. Roberts and Scootaloo, Rusty, Duncan, Freddie, Rachel and William had already been finished. Mr. Holden was working with Nancy Sweetie Belle and Rarity whom also had the day off were working on Skarloey. Skarloey made a face.

Skarloey: Ugh! Not again with the polish girls please! Those brushes are itchy!

Nancy: It's just a tiny polish.

Rarity: She's right. So come on Skarloey. You need to look your best for your's and Rheneas's 100th Birthday.

Sweetie Belle: She's right you know. This is a special occasion for you.

Skarloey: But I am nice! You 3 are just fusspots. That's what you are.

Rarity: Oh are we? Well if that's the case.

Sweetie Belle/Rarity/Nancy: Then you're a horrid old crosspatch!

Rarity: How could you call us such names? Hmph.

Narrator: Nancy and the two unicorn sisters polished him vigorously. Then Skarloey smiled.

Skarloey: Nancy, Rarity, Sweetie Belle, now that you mention it, I really was a crosspatch once. Shall I tell you?

Sweetie Belle: Oh yes please. Good thing I've got my notepad again.

Rarity: Why sure, definitely. I do love good story.

Nancy: Yes please.

Skarloey: Well come down here then. I can't tell it properly if your fussing up there.

Nancy: Alright. I'll be ready in just five minutes

Narrator: Nancy climbed down. She, Rarity and Sweetie Belle sat on a box. The other engines woke up too, and the rest of the little foals Applejack and Big Macintosh came over.

Sir Handel: Did I hear that your going to tell a story Skarloey?

Skarloey: Oh. Sir Handel. I didn't know the rest of you were awake.

Peter Sam: Well, we are.

Pipsqueak: I love good story too.

Rusty: Don't suppose we could listen in too?

Skarloey: Of course my friends.

Applejack: Why thank you kindly Skarloey.

Big Macintosh: Eeeyup.

Scootaloo: This will be awesome!

Rachel: I'll listen in too.

Featherweight: Same here I can't wait.

Duncan: What's all the fuss about?

Babs Seed: Skarloey's going to tell another story. Now keep quiet Duncan.

Narrator: The rest of the ponies and the main 4 drivers sat down on the box with Sweetie Belle, Rarity and Nancy, and the old engine began.

(Fletcher Jennings & co. 1864)

Skarloey Narrating: The year was 1864 during the golden age of the Victorian era. Talyllyn, Dolgoch, Rheneas and I were built together at Fletcher, Jennings, and Co Lowca near Whitehaven, Cumbria, England.

Nancy speaking through flashback: Who are Talyllyn and Dolgoch?

Skarloey Narrator: Talyllyn is my twin, Dolgoch is Rheneas's. They're railway is at Tywyn in wales it is called the Talyllyn railway.

( present day)

Apple Bloom: Oh yeah. Ah remember Miss Cheerile tellin' us about the Talyllyn railway. She's coming down here to centenary as well.

Skarloey: Ah good for her. Anyway back to the story.

(1864 Fletcher Jennings)

Skaroloey narrating: Talyllyn and Dolgoch were painted green with black lining and gold trimmings, whilst Rheneas and I were painted in red with blue lining. In those days, me and Talyllyn had only 4 wheels then and no cabs, Dolgoch and Rheneas were also cabless as well.

Scootaloo: (Through flashback) Wait a minute, you had no cabs? How come?

Pipsqueak: (Through flashback) That's because the industrial revolution during the Victorian age was still fairly young. They were mostly focusing on getting the wheels rolling before adding the décor on the product. That was one main goals for the railway industry too. Oh, my apologise Skarloey. Please continue.

Skarloey: (Through flashback) Oh that's alright Pipsqueak. You answered a very important question.

Skarloey narrating: Anyway, Talyllyn and I thought we looked splendid and talked everlastingly how good we'd look pulling coaches.

Talyllyn: (sighing happily) I say Skarloey, wouldn't it be marvellous to go flying down the line with a passenger train in tow.

Skarloey: It certainly would Talyllyn. I can't wait to get to my new home. It will great.

Talyllyn : Same here Skarloey.

(Crovans Gate present day)

Sweetie Belle: What about trucks?

Skarloey: Heheheh. We were just recently built and didn't think we had any use for them.

(1864)

Skarloey Narrating: Eventually, I was finished first in the spring of 1865 and sent away to Sodor on a paddle steamer ship. I didn't like that it wobbled dreadfully.

Skarloey: Ooooohh… I really wish I was on land now. (Gulp) Oh good lord. I think I'm gonna be sick.

Skarloey narrator: But before we even got to Sodor we had to make an stop at Dublin Ireland to pick up some cargo and Some irish immigrants bound for Sodor. We also picked up immigrants whom jumped on the ship at Dublin Port to set out for the Sudrian voyage.

(Present)

Narrator: Mr. Holden and Miss Ravens were starting to get very curious.

Mr. Holden: Uh Skarloey, pardon me for interrupting you, but do you recall the name of that ship you were on?

Skarloey: Funny enough, I do. It was the P.S Cumberland.

Miss Ravens: Hmm. That rings a bell. Oh, do carry on.

Skarloey: With pleasure Miss Ravens.

( 1864)

Skarloey Narrator: The journey was rough and quite miserable until a day after we left Dublin Ireland. I heard someone whistling a little tune. It sounded beautiful and it was like I forgot all about my troubles. Then I saw a 21 year old Irish man standing next to me.

?: Well hullo there young lad. I take yer headin to Island Of Sodor as well?

Skarloey: Why yes. How 'bout you?

? : We'll by jov. I'm headin that way me self to look for work on the railways over there. Say what's yer name me lad?

Skarloey: I'm Skarloey

Sean Holden: Well it's a pleasure to me ye Skarloey. Me name's Sean Rodger Holden (concerned) say, why the long face Skarloey me lad?

Skarloey: (sigh) I guess I'm just miss my friends.

Sean Holden: Aye I know how ye feel Skarloey. I felt the same way when me father passed away and I left me mother. Say, I know how to cheer ye up me lad. How bout I sing ye a song that me father sang to me when I was a wee young lad.

Skarloey: Okay.

Skarloey narrator: The man pulled out a fiddle put in tune and began to play and we began to sing a very beautiful song.

Sean Holden: (Singing) May the road rise to meet you,

May the wind be ever at your back.

May the sunshine warm upon your face,

And the rains fall soft upon your fields.

And until we meet again.

May God hold you, May God hold you

Ever in the palm of his hand..

Sean Holden: alright now Skarloey me lad. Would ye like to join in?

Skarloey: Uh sure. I'd love that.

Sean Holden/Skarloey: (singing) May the road rise to meet you,

May the wind be ever at your back.

May the sunshine warm upon your face,

And the rains fall soft upon your fields.

And until we meet again.

May God hold you, May God hold you

Ever in the palm of his hand.

Ever in the palm of his hand.

the palm of his hand.

(Present day)

Skarloey: (Sigh a lone tear of joy) In all my years I've never heard a such a beautiful song in my life.

Narrator: and then Mr. Holden suddenly jumped in excitement.

Mr. Holden: Wait a minute. Did you say the man was from Ireland and his name was Sean Rodger Holden?

Skarloey: Uh, yes I did. Why?

Mr. Holden: OH GOOD LORD! That was my great grandfather.

Skarloey: Bless my soul! Well, what small world it is then. Anyway, back to the story.

(1864)

Skarloey narrating: So everyday, Sean Holden would come up every afternoon just see if I was alright. He always seemed to know how to cheer an engine up, heck even cheered up every single immigrant down blow the deck. He also asked me about my life at England, all about my history. I was very flattered and even wrote down things in a little diary of his. He told me that he was writing things he learned on his journey's.

Sean Holden: Come on now lads and lasses, I know what'll make ye all smile brightly. (pulls out his fiddle and tunes into key) A merry happy song of the old country.

Sean Holden: (singing) When Irish Eyes Are Smiling, sure 'tis like a morn in spring.

In the lilt of Irish laughter, you can hear the angels sing.

When Irish hearts are happy, all the world seems bright and gay,

And When Irish Eyes Are Smiling, sure, they steal your heart away.

There's a tear in your eye and I'm wondering why,

For it never should be there at all.

With such power in your smile, sure a stone you'd beguile,

So there's never a teardrop should fall,

When your sweet lilting laughter's like some fairy song

And your eyes twinkle bright as can be.

You should laugh all the while and all other times smile,

And now smile a smile for me.

Sean Holden : Alright now all together me lads and lasses.

Everyone: ( singing) When Irish Eyes Are Smiling, sure 'tis like a morn in spring.

In the lilt of Irish laughter, you can hear the angels sing.

When Irish hearts are happy, all the world seems bright and gay,

And When Irish Eyes Are Smiling, sure, they steal your heart away.

Sean Holden: (singing) For your smile is a part of the love in your heart,

And it makes even sunshine more bright.

Like the linnet's sweet song, crooning all the day long.

Comes your laughter so tender and light.

For the springtime of life is the sweetest of all,

There is ne'er a real care or regret.

And while springtime is ours, throughout all of youth's hours,

Let us smile each chance we get.

Everyone/ Skarloey: (Singing) When Irish Eyes Are Smiling, sure 'tis like a morn in spring.

In the lilt of Irish laughter, you can hear the angels sing.

When Irish hearts are happy, all the world seems bright and gay,

And When Irish Eyes Are Smiling, sure, they steal your heart away.

Skarloey narrator: One particular day, my Irish friend actually made friends with another immigrant whom had jumped ship at Dublin.

Skarloey: Why hullo there Mr. Holden, how's the party down stairs?

Sean Holden: Aye they're just great. Whenever they hear a sweet old tune, it always brightens up their spirits with a flicker of candle light me lad. Oh by the way, I'd like introduce ye to a new friend I made.

Skarloey narrator: He stepped aside and a young girl walked up.

Skarloey: Oh why hullo there. My name is Skarloey. What's your name?

Emily Ravens: Hullo Skarloey, I'm Emily Catherine Ravens. Pleasure to meet you mate.

Skarloey: Same here. So I take your from Britain?

Emily Ravens: Oh bless you no. I'm actually Australian. I jumped the ship at Dublin.

Skarloey: I see. So how did you two meet?

Sean Holden: Well….

(flashback)

Sean Holden Narrate: I was on the deck tuning me families fiddle. I was just about to test it, when I heard a beautiful voice singing. It was coming from the deck. So I followed the noise and there she was, singing the most beautiful song I've ever heard. I joined in too with me fiddle and voice.

Emily Ravens: (Singing) Dreams to dream In the dark of the night When the world goes wrong

I can still make it right I can see so far in my dreams I'll follow my dreams Until they come true

( Sean Holden starts playing his fiddle with her song)

Emily Ravens: (singing) Come with me You will see what I mean There's a world inside No one else ever sees You will go so far in my dreams Somewhere in my dreams Your dreams will come true

(Sean holden starts to sing softly at first then till it reaches the same level as her volume)

Emily Ravens/ Sean Holden: ( Singing) There is a star Waiting to guide us Shining inside us When we close our eyes Don't let go If you stay close to me In my dreams tonight You will see what I see Dreams to dream As near as can be Inside you and me They always come true.

Sean Holden Narrating: she then turned and noticed me.

Emily Ravens: Oh good evening. I didn't even see you their mate.

Sean Holden: ( Nervous) Oh aye yes, it sure is a beautiful night me lass. Um, but aren't ye a bit cold, the sea is going to be cold tonight. Ye might catch a cold, these sea breezes can get pretty cold at night.

Emily Ravens: Um right mate, say how bout we go get some dinner down in the ships soup kitchen. Sound like a good to you mate?

Sean Holden: Aye that be a grand idea There lass.

(Pause flashback)

Emily Ravens Narrating: Well we went down below the ships deck and had a nice bowl of soup and biscuits together. Heheheh he even poured a bowl of soup for me. He really was a gentlemen.

(Present)

Narrator: Miss Ravens then bubbled over with excitement.

Miss Ravens: Good lord! I knew the P.S Cumberland sounded familiar.

Scootaloo: What do you mean?

Miss Ravens : Skarloey, the girl that Mr. Holden's great grandfather introduce to you, Emily Catherine Ravens, she was my great grandmother.

Applejack: Well I'll be. What are the chances of that happen?

Big Macintosh: (surprised) Eeeeyeahpp…..?

Mr. Holden: Wow… You can say that again. Alright, please do continue.

Skarloey: Very well then.

(1864)

Skarloey narrator: Heheheh. After hearing that comment, Sean blushed brighter than my paint work. Emily Ravens took over the story.

Emily Ravens: And so we sat down at our table and ate our dinner whilst talking about our lives back in our home lands.

(flashback in the soup kitchen. The 2 immigrants were sitting and eating there dinner together and talking about their homelands).

Emily Ravens: Your Sean Rodger Holden, aren't you mate?

Sean Holden: Uh, aye, yes, yer right there Lass. How did ye know me name?

Emily Ravens: Easy. Your always the optimistic singer of the passengers. I tell ya, you've really kept a lot of spirits up mate. Some of the immigrants here pretty much had no choice but to immigrate and most have almost lost hope, yet you always keep their hopes burning brightly. I commend you for that mate.

Sean Holden: Why thank ye young lass, them's mighty kind words. Miss uh….

Emily Ravens: Oh sorry. I forgot to introduce myself mate. I'm Emily Catherine Ravens.

Sean Holden: Wow, that be a lovely name Emily.

Emily Ravens: Aw thank you Sean. So what was your life like back in Ireland?

Sean Holden : Well… I was born 1850, near tail end of the potato famine that struck Ireland in 1845.

Emily Ravens: (sympathetic) Oh my. How awful. However did you survive.

Sean Holden: We survived on exported food from around the globe, but unfortunately, me father never made it by the end. Miraculously though, me mother and I survived and since then I have had very positive outlook on life. I know how precious life is and that the good lord is always watching over us. Music always helped me see positive and that's why I always play me father's fiddle and sing too.

Emily Ravens: Sorry about your father. I'm glad you see a positive look on life though. That's important mate.

Sean Holden: So what was yer life like back in Australia?

Emily Ravens: Well, I was born in 1851 me and my family lived on a horse ranch back in Melbourne Australia. You could say I was mostly a country gal, mostly riding horses and taking care of them as well. I have my mum to thank for that bless her soul. However, I also had developed a really interesting hobby as well Sean.

Sean: Really what was that?

Emily Ravens: (smiling ) Writing, I loved writing stories about from my imagination and thanks to my fathers coaching in writing techniques, I also learned to master that hobby too.

Emily Ravens Narrating: I pulled out a book of the stories I had written through the years. Sean's eyes widened with wonderment as I showed him each story.

Sean Holden: Wow! This is incredible. Ye wrote all these when ye were wee lass?

Emily Ravens: Indeed I did.

Sean Holden: We'll, I'll be this amazing ye know that I'm actually workin on a writin project me self Emily.

Emily Ravens: Really? What's that?

Sean Holden Narrating: I pulled out me dairy me mother gave me before I left.

Sean Holden: Right here I've been writing about me experiences I had when I was a wee young lad. I've also been writing about the history of me home in Dublin Ireland. And now I'm writing about me life as Sodor Irish immigrant.

Emily Ravens: How fascinating. Say I've got an idea mate. Maybe we can work together on writing projects.

Sean Holden: Aye that sound like a grand idea Emily me lass.

Emily Ravens: you really mean it?

Sean Holden: I certainly do.

Emily Ravens: aw that's wonderful. You know, seeing you preform songs to other immigrants here, it makes me want to try my hand at singing to them as well. Can I give it a try?

Sean Holden: Why, be me guest Emily.

Emily Ravens: Thanks Sean.

Sean Holden narrate: So we got up I tuned me fiddle and we began to sing.

Emily Ravens: (singing) In South Australia I was born, heave away, haul away

In South Australia, 'round Cape Horn, were bound for South Australia

Haul away your rolling king, heave away, haul away

Haul away, youll hear me sing, were bound for South Australia

As I walked out one morning fair,

Sean Holden: (singing) heave away, haul away

Emily Ravens: (singing) 'Twas there I met Miss Nancy Blair,

Sean Holden: (singing) were bound for South Australia

Emily Ravens/ Sean Holden: (singing) Haul away your rolling king, heave away, haul away

Haul away, youll hear me sing, were bound for South Australia

Emily Ravens: ( singing) There's just one thing that's on my mind,

Sean Holden: (singing) heave away, haul away

Emily Ravens: ( singing) That's leaving Nancy Blair behind,

Sean Holden: (singing) were bound for South Australia

Emily Ravens/ Sean Holden: ( singing) Haul away your rolling king, heave away, haul away

Haul away, youll hear me sing, were bound for South Australia

Emily Ravens: (singing) In South Australia I was born,

Sean Holden: (Singing) heave away, haul away

Emily Ravens: (singing) In South Australia, 'round Cape Horn,

Sean Holden: (singing) were bound for South Australia

Emily Ravens/ Sean Holden: ( singing) Haul away your rolling king, heave away, haul away

Haul away, youll hear me sing, were bound for South Australia

Emily Ravens/ Sean Holden: ( singing) Haul away your rolling king, heave away, haul away

Haul away, youll hear me sing, were bound for South Australia

(Flashback ending)

Sean Holden: And our friendship was formed.

Skarloey narrating: Sean Holden and Emily Ravens looked and I smiled broadly they're Emily Ravens' eyes were smiling just like Sean Holden's. It wasn't long till we at last landed Kirk Ronan port. However, the big railway called the Sodor and Mainland Railway at the time kept me waiting. They had no cranes to lift me out. It wasn't the Fat Controllers railway then. I can tell you, he could have managed that much better.

(Present day)

Nancy : what did they do?

Skarloey: They used the steam ship's derrick crane, and they nearly turned me upside down too. They left me waiting while they arranged truck.

Narrator: the ponies, engines and Nancy giggled

Rarity: Hehehhahahahah too rich hahahaheheahahaha!

Nancy: You must have looked funny.

Narrator: Skarloey rolled his eyes.

Skarloey: Yes, and I felt it too. I got crosser and crosser. (Sighs) That was an experience I want to forget.

Peter Sam: Heheheh. Oh don't worry Skarloey. We're only playing with you.

Skarloey: I know Peter Sam. I know you are just joking.

(Kirk Ronan 1864)

(Men trying to off load Skarloey)

Workmen : Steady … Steady… .

(Skarloey nearly turns upside down)

Skarloey: Whoa! Who ! hey! Hey! Whoa!

Workmen 2: Oy careful! Ya nearly turned him upside down!

Emily Ravens: Oh dear. I hope he doesn't fall.

Workmen 1: Nah, he won't.

Workmen 2: Alright, let's get the truck ready.

Skarloey: HEY! WHAT ABOUT ME!

Workmen 1: Ah you'll be fine! We'll have you down in a little bit, just don't move.

Skarloey: (Sarcastic) Ha ha ha very funny!

Skarloey narrating: They soon fastened me to the truck at last, and after getting his job, Mr. Holden's great grandfather came back with a nelson box tank engine to take me away to the Skarloey railway. His name was Neil. He was ugly but kind, and we were soon friends. Much to my surprise he there was a pony operating him.

Neil: Hullo lad. My names Neil the No. 2 Box tank engine of Sodor and Mainland Railway. What's yer name?

Skarloey : I'm Skarloey… Nice to meet you Neil. Say, whose that horse you're working with?

Zap Apple: Howdy! I'm Zap apple!

Skarloey: (frightened) AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! IT TALKS!

Skarloey narrating: I was so startled that I nearly jumped and fell of the truck.

Neil: Whoa whoa there Wee one. He doesn't mean harm. He came with a group of other ponies along time ago to help build and run the railways here.

Sean Holden: Aye, that's right Skarloey me lad. Just calm down lad. I felt the same way when I got me job for S&M.

Skarloey: Are there more around?

Zap Apple: Oh yeah. Masses of us.

Neil: So yer bound for the wee railway eh? Ye must put some order into yon trucks over there. The haver's they make ye'd hardly belief laddie.

Zap Apple: He's right. I heard from my cousin whom works there has had trouble keepin them order.

Skarloey narrator: I didn't like the sound of that, but I was too tired to say anything else. Lots of people and ponies were waiting for me when we reached Crovans Gate. They weren't used to engines and it was dark before I was on my rails. Then they left me lonely and unhappy and wishing Rheneas was here.

(present day)

Apple Bloom: Ah wait. Is that pony one of ma and Babs' past relatives?

Skarloey: That's right Apple Bloom. The Apple Family have always been helping here for many generations. They were some of the original lost ancestors whom helped to build and work on many railways around our island.

Babs Seed: Oh wow. I didn't know that.

Mr. Holden: How extraordinary! I just knew that the rumours were true about the lost pony ancestors! Boy, Twilight will be pleased. So, what happened then?

Skarloey: Well…

(1864)

Skarloey narrating: Trucks were everywhere next morning when Sean Holden came to his second job on Sodor on my railway. Suddenly, with a rattle and roar, a train of loaded trucks came in. I was surprised.

Skarloey: How did you do that? Theres no engine!

Workman: They've come down by gravity. The empty ones need pulling up though. That's why you've come.

Skarloey: But can't they go up by garav-whatever it was you said?

Workman: Gravity only brings things down. We need horses, or ponies, or engines like you to pull them up.

Skarloey : WHAT?! Am I to pull trucks?

Workmen: Of course. Sean Holden, you'll be working with another pony with Skarloey. (whistles)

Skarloey narrator: And another pony came up with a blossom for a cutiemark.

Apple Blossom: Howdy there Skarloey and Sean Holden. I'm Apple Blossom. I've come ta help ya'll out with gettin' the trucks up the track.

Skarloey: But I don't want trucks. I want coaches.

Sean Holden: Ah come on Skarloey me lad. It can't be all that bad.

Apple Blossom: Heheheheh. You have a lot to learn young one.

Skarloey Narrator: She and the laughed and walked away. Soon, Mr Mac, the manager at the time arrived with some men. He showed them my parts from a book.

Mr Mac: We are going to steam you Skarloey.

Skarloey: Can I pull coaches sir?

Mr Mac: No, certainly not.

Narrating Skarloey: I gave him such a look. They didn't understand engines so it was easy. My fire wouldn't burn, and I made no steam I just blew smoke at them.

Sean Holden: (Coughs) Skarloey, why are you blowing smoke at everyone me lad?

Skarloey: I won't go unless I get to pull coaches.

Apple Blossom: Oh. Well, ah never. Don't be a bad engine.

Skarloey narrating: They called me bad names but I didn't care. Next day they tried again.

Appleblossom: Come on Skarloey. Start up.

Skarloey: I won't go. I told you yesterday.

Sean Holden: Ugh Skarloey. This again me lad?

Narrating Skarloey: …And the next.

Apple Blossom: Really Skarloey? Show a wheel.

Skarloey: Why are we going through this again?

Sean Holden: Ye know me lad yer pushin yer luck, and I should know all about luck me self.

Narrating Skarloey: …And the next. I just gave them my look and wouldn't do a thing. At last, everyone gave up.

Mr Mac: Fine! Be a crosspatch. But we are not going to look at your sulkily face all day. We will cover you up, and leave you till your a better engine.

Skarloey Narrator: And they did too. Sean Holden and Apple Blossom fetched a big tarpaulin and covered me up. I didn't like that.

Sean Holden: We warned ye. Well I'll be going back to me job on the S&M. Maybe you'll be a better engine next time I see yee

Apple Blossom: I'll let you know if he's a better engine Sean.

Sean Holden/Apple Blossom: Goodbye Skarloey.

(Present day)

Nancy: I think it served you right!

Rarity: It sure should have. How could you? Hmph!

?: Never mind about them Skarloey.

?: Please tell us what happened next

Narrator: Nancy and Rarity turned and looked. The mane 6, Princess Luna, Princess Celestia, Princess Cadence, Prince Shining Armor and a group of ponies and humans all gathered round to listen to Skarloey tell his tale.

Alright! Part 1, check. Let's go onto 'Bucking Bronco'.