#🚂call me rusty if you dare🚃 ic

[the-rustbucket]

Guys please don't tell Greaseball please I'm begging- [He's on his knees and pleading]

[the-rustbucket]

The steamie rolled back up to Whirlwind, giving them a soft smile while listening to their concern. Honestly, it made the steam engine even more grateful that they were taking in how he was treated more than anybody would. Rusty tilts his head a bit, gently linking arms with the other as he turns his body to face the other fully; slowly rolling backwards.

"You won't embarrass me, Whirl. You're the fastest engine I know- but it's not a hindrance to have suffered after effects of a crash. Everyone takes it differently!"

The brunette started to slowly make his backwards skating a bit faster, careful to go around the curves of the track with Leviathan. Despite being still relatively new; Rusty had seen and heard of their greatness. And their near demise as well; Rusty didn't blame them for feeling so scared to race again. Let alone zoom around the track- this Rust bucket felt that hesitance before when he busted his knee...but he got back up and rolling. Thanks to Papa. And it was an honor to follow in his footsteps!

"Don't ever feel so embarrassed about feeling scared. But don't let that hinder your ability- that's why I'm here! I'm here to support you and to help you get back in the groove...to show you that while you may be scared, you have to be brave to get back on your wheels!" The male gently squeezes the other's hands; giving a look of reassurance.

"Once you do that? You can do anything!"

"You've got me!" From Rusty to whirlwind ( @the-rustbucket )

To say that the Leviathan had been caught off guard by the sweet steam engine would be an understatement. Whirlwinds' face seemed hopeful but filled with a sort of anxiety about it, rolling forward and backward slightly while they thought for a second. He couldn't believe that anyone would day that they would be there for support of him getting over this fear.

"Are- are you sure? I mean- I don't want to embarrass you or anything..." Their voice hesitantly murmured out, looking down to the ground as they spoke, not wishing for Rusty to get even more bullied than he already does.

"I mean- what if someone sees you helping me out and I fail again? Wouldn't that like... make you picked on more?" They finally looked up to Rusty again, while they were clearly greatful for his hospitality, they also worried that someone might come along and see them.

[the-rustbucket]

"Hope you don't mind unexpected visitors, steam train." A smooth voice speaks up from behind Rusty, the voice coming from a rather tall electric, hair bristling a bit, they seemed to have a bit of a smile on their face. They resembled Electra quite a bit, but there were plenty of incredibly obvious differences...most notably, this electric was far less colorful. (Rp offer from @the-electric-frequency :3?)

The steam train's gears clicked and clacked as the rust bucket turned. He flinches a bit- taken aback and rolling a bit backwards as he looks the stranger up and down with confusion. There was even a nearly adorable head tilt coming from the engine as he spoke.

"Electra??" Though uncertainty was in his voice before he paused, shaking his head. He was correcting himself very quickly; this wasn't Electra. But they looked vaguely similar.

"No no wait- you're not. It's uh...Eledra, right? Am- am I pronouncing that right? Eledra? Elecdra?" The poor steamie at least was trying to correct himself on the name as he looked down, seemingly reading air in though. Rusty soon lets out a soft apology if he got the name wrong before looking back up to the futuristic train.

"May I ask, why are you here? As in like- why'd you approach me?"

@the-electric-frequency

[the-rustbucket]

“Will you tell me how that happened..?” [from Wrench (@residentrepairtruck)

"I'm telling you I'm fine, Wrench." Rusty was adamant on his answer while dragging out a few tools from the busted toolbox he kept with him. The clang of metal meeting wood echoed throughout Rusty's busted shack as he sits down on the rotting table- forcing his leg up with a wince. Gears were out of place- a wheel on his right skate was missing. If it wasn't for the fact the rust bucket was a steel being, one would've said his leg looked like it got mauled by an animal.

"All I gotta do is replace my wheel and shift my gears back in place. It's fine, you don't need to know who it was. Even then I don't even know so.." a shrug came from the human dreaming train as he went to work on fixing his mangy leg. A huff came from his lips as he circulated through tools; wrenches (badum-tss), screwdrivers, the whole shabang.

"Could you go through that drawer right there, Wrench? I should have a few wheels left." Rusty nodded his head towards the drawer to the left of the room, gaze falling back to fix himself.

@residentrepairtruck

[the-rustbucket]

[Offer] sent from Electra! ⚡️ ( @speeding-engines )

Rusty had his knees pulled up- a hand working on one of the loose wheels that came loose thanks to someone sabotaging his skates. He didn't seem too happy either as there were scrapes and flaking paint coming off his rusted, beat up frame. The steamie's mouth was in the form of a pout before looking up to Electra who seemingly kneeled to his level.

"What do you want El-" Rusty paused in the middle of his upset sentence- face lighting up as he looked at the item in his palm. A brand new set of gears he had wanted but that got discontinued. How in the world? His hues looked up to Electra in awe and confusion as he stuttered.

"How- how did you get these Electra?? These were discontinued years ago!" Despite the question, the rust ball gently took the components with care- looking at how they glistened in the dim light of his work bench lamp.

"...Thank you.."

@speeding-engines

[the-rustbucket]

A pointy-eared child is suddenly on the track. Oh dear, whatever is he doing there?

// @starfleetsxvulcan (we'll figure out how and why l a t e r-)

Rusty was just minding his own business after storming away from the track- and he was sure lucky that he took a double take. Immediately the steamie skirted- his wheels making a loud breaking sound as sparks flew up from his sudden stopping.

"Woah woah hey!" The brunette rolled back a bit- eyes widening as he looks at the human child. Human? Some sort of child??? Either way- they were on the track, and it's not a safe play area to be on either!

"A-Are ya..uh. Lost there?" Rusty took a good look around as he kneeled to the kid's height, trying to spot his mother or father. Perhaps both. It wasn't good to leave a child unsupervised.

@starfleetsxvulcan

[the-rustbucket]

I'm sorry. I just mean that you might as well be yelling your thoughts aloud. Do you think Greaseball has noticed you talking to yourself about him yet?

Rusty opened his mouth. Closed it. Opened it again- but no words came out. He blinked before slowly rolling backwards.

"If you need me I'll be hiding in my shed. Out of sight out of mind. Also the fact it's really obscure so-" that was a lie. Literally four people knew. Most of them talked to GB anyways.

[the-rustbucket]

GB is hot isn't he?

"Oh he totally is-" Poor Rusty. He didn't realize he said that out loud and blunt.

[the-rustbucket]

" Ouch, that looks like it hurts. " From Zee ( @teapottroubles )

Rusty held his busted knee with shaking hands, his helmet laying flat and pieces broken off of it as he cringes. He lets out a hiss and tries to keep tears from coming out of his eyes; not wanting to show weakness right now. The steamie even tried to stand up only to fall back down in pain.

"I-It does- it really does-" The steam engine spoke in a whisper, his grip tightening around his injured leg. Carefully, Rusty started to crawl off to the side- leaning back and reaching for a wrench from inside his hat.

"I didn't knock ya down, did I? I felt somebody impact me from the back. That or something fell on me-"

@teapottroubles

[the-rustbucket]

I still can't believe you met the literal Train god- How did you even do it???

"I- I don't know- I just kinda." cue him motioning all around him in a confused manor.

"I dunno-"

[the-rustbucket]

OH MY STARLIGHT- [His attention turned to Greaseball and Electra]

Are you two good????

[the-rustbucket]

Do you like cold drinks or warm drinks? (Doing a poll for all trains! uwu)

"Us trains don't really- well uh. We don't really drink? Nor eat??"

"I mean. Diesels technically drink well- diesel. I have coal. I think we both do water as well??? It's very confusing to put it in human terms."

[the-rustbucket]

💥 + which ones better? Steamies or Diesels? ( @speeding-engines )

"Oh please, Greaseball. You know Steam Engines are much more efficient- they have the strength to pull more cars, coal is great to get and water as well." Rusty spoke as he kicked his feet back and forth, rolling his eyes gently. Then his hues landed back on the strong... muscular Diesel engine, eyes quickly going up and down before once again tearing his gaze away. His face was burning as he let out a huff.

"But I have to agree on one thing...Diesels' costs more." This was more so a playful jab- but it was clear and evident by the fact that Steam engines did work better on larger loads than your every day Diesel train. They were always built from metals and steel that made it easier to chug along. But Rusty didn't want to admit Diesel trains were indeed faster. But faster meant running out of fuel even easier!

@speeding-engines

[the-rustbucket]

[he's laying there. He fell. Don't mind him]

[the-rustbucket]

thinking about greaseball again? gay boy.

"SHUT YOUR MOUTH-"

"And I'm Pansexual tttthhhhank you very much! What's it to you if I am hm? I can have my own thoughts and opinions-" a puff of steam shoots out from his nose as he crossed his arms and pouts.

[the-rustbucket]

Rusty- This is the Starlight~ Tell Greaser boy you have a thing for him~ Gay Man~ OOoooOOOOOoOooOoO~

"leAVE ME AND MY COMPLICATED CONFLICTED FEELINGS OUT OF MY GOD WORK-????"

Poor Rusty seems so confused about if he's now Starlight or not. It's really complicated.