#TTTE Bertie

[ohmystarrynight]

Better luck next time Bertie! But Thomas, PLEASE be mindful of your poor aunties they don’t like when you race for goodness sake!!!

I think it’s so cute that they race in so many movies and episodes :,)

Also- hey hey! Thomas art! Woah! Been a minute for sure.

[edwards-exploit]

human au doodle dump

[sketch-pencilpoint]

I'm genuinely sorry for not posting anything for a while. Things have been a bit draining recently. I've decided to show of the pup designs I've gotten so far since I did them a while ago. Not giving any parents or paring away fully though ;)

Tagging the parents though. Who belongs to who is the question

[thefluffyrailway-official]

ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕡-

(𝚂𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚊𝚢!)

𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚎, 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚜.

𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝙰𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙵𝙰𝙲𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈'𝚁𝙴 𝚂𝙾 𝚂𝙸𝙻𝙻𝚈!!!!!

(𝙰𝚄 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚜: @steam-beasts <𝟹)

[putuponpercy]

[shinygoku]

Bertie the Bus backed into his berth, while the passengers he had been carrying bumbled about, some of which were heading for Thomas’ train.

They had time before he was scheduled to depart, though Thomas couldn’t help but to notice that Bertie was a little bit behind his usual schedule.

“Hullo Bertie,” he called. “You seem out of puff, your driver didn’t forget that Petrol stuff, did he?”

“Oh no, of course not! It’s my axels, they’re aching!”

Thomas pulled a face, he knew full well how much of a hassle aging axels could be.

Bertie carried on. “It’s that new school, as there’s so many children in the area, they’ve put in traffic controls. But instead of nice, sensible lights (like your Signals, you know), there’s this horrible new thing. So when I drove over the Sleeping Policeman—”

“You what?!” Thomas almost let off steam in his alarm, but he couldn’t see anything untoward under Bertie, tempering his horror a bit.

“Ah, a Sleeping Policeman! It’s a wretched bump in the road, and now I’ve got to drive over one every day!”

Thomas was gazing into the distance, not really seeing the view before him. “It sounds awful! Why on Earth are they sleeping in the middle of a road, they ought to know better!”

“Oh it is, it’s like if you lot had to roll over stones every quarter mile! I–hold on. What did you just say?”

Thomas was having a realisation of his own, and his face went from quite pale to decidedly flushed.

“A Sleeping Policeman is something hard they put on the road, you daft teakettle! A speed bump!” Bertie laughed in a jolly way. “Goodness me, now my axels are aching even more!”

“Well it’s a very silly name for it! Really now!” But he was somewhat relieved.

It was time to go, anyway. He whistled loudly and chuffed off, taking extra enjoyment from the lump-less iron rails under his wheels.

[togetherness23]

1.1 - book cover

references:

[steam-beasts]

In a general sense, who was infected via bite/scratch ratter than getting the suspicious coal?

Salty - got attacked by a feral Porter. He actually doesn't mind being a reptile-like beast. It means he can go visit Rusty and crawl up Cranky's support beams to talk to him better, plus, he can swim!

Diesel - got scratched up by a feral Duck. Duck suddenly remembered the beef he had with him and just went up and scratched him, then left. He refused to elaborate.

Mavis and Daisy - got cornered by Thomas, Percy and Toby while trying to escape Ffarqhuarr.

Bertie - Got bitten while trying to keep his passengers safe.

Annie and Clarabelle - couldn't go anywhere and got a bit scratched up.

Henrietta - was attacked by a feral Toby. Tried reasoning with him, but it was too late.

Carolyn - was chased around a bit, but escaped. If she could, she would spray water at them. She now treats them like big kittens whenever they act all adorable, and treats Diesel 10 like a dinosaur if she ever sees him.

Cleo - managed to hide from the infected. She's still secretly afraid of them, and has to have Ruth reassure her that they're still the same engines she got to know before.

Ace - escaped, he still treats the engines and infected road vehicles as his friends, but he also treats them like Australian wildlife, and sometimes just pisses one of them off to see what happens. He tried that with Edward to see if he could get on the old guy's nerves. Spoiler; it worked after the 1000th time.

Paxton - got jumped by the NG engines, all at once. He's pretty unnerved now when he goes to the BM quarry and literally squeaks when an engine just suddenly pops out of one of the tunnels without warning. He also struggles to understand Rusty. That little diesel just sometimes spawns everywhere Paxton looks. Rusty's an definite enigma...

[weirdowithaquill]

Traintober 2024: Day 4 - Great Race

Thomas and Bertie's Race Has Consequences:

Quite famously, Thomas the Tank Engine once raced Bertie the bus up the Ffarquhar branchline from Knapford Junction right the way to the end of the line. Had you only ever read the story, or watched the show, you would be forgiven for thinking that it ended with Thomas winning and the two becoming friends.

Unfortunately, that was not the case.

Sodor Roadways at the time was separate to the North Western Railway, and so when the two companies both began getting angry passengers complaining about being tossed about like peas in a frying pan, they began to argue. Neither Thomas nor Bertie were aware of what was happening; both had their own services to run, and were extremely busy. Thomas especially was preoccupied with an extension happening up at the quarry, which meant he was never really around to hear the rows between the Fat Controller and Bertie’s owner.

Bertie too was busy; he’d been given a new route for a couple of weeks to cover for his friend Algy, who’d broken down and needed repairs. His new route took him right up into the hills on the north of the island, to the seaside town of Harwick and the then inland all the way to the walled city of Peel Godred, before heading south again to Ulfstead. A different bus covered his usual route, which meant neither Thomas nor Bertie had a chance to speak with one another.

It all came to a head the day that Bertie returned to his usual route. He and Thomas met at the Junction and were just about to greet each other when they were confronted by their respective owners.

“Thomas,” Sir Topham began darkly. “I am extremely disappointed to hear that you got into a race with Bertie. What were you thinking?!” “I… uh… I wasn’t, sir,” admitted Thomas weakly. Bertie’s manager sneered. “Of course you weren’t – why would one of my buses stoop so low as to agree to a race against an outdated steam engine unless provoked.” “Outdated?!” spluttered Thomas indignantly. The Fat Controller rounded on the manager. “How dare you speak to one of my engines like that!” boomed Sir Topham Hatt. The two glared at each other.

Bertie spoke up. “Sir… Thomas didn’t suggest a race. I did.” The controllers, the station master, the passengers and Thomas all stared at Bertie in shock. None of them had thought Bertie would say anything!

“You did?!” hissed the manager. “Why?” “Because I wanted to prove I was faster,” Bertie snapped. “But I wasn’t – Thomas won, and now this entire spectacle is being prolonged by you.” The Sodor Roadways manager was livid! He stepped forward threateningly, his fist raised, only for a firm hand to grab his wrist.

“I think you need to leave,” Sir Topham said, voice dangerously devoid of emotion. The Sodor Roadways manager stalked away, leaving only Sir Topham, his engine, and the bus. The guard blew his whistle, and Thomas was forced to puff away. The last thing he heard as he was leaving was Sir Topham asking, “does your manager often threaten you?”

Thomas never did find out the answer to the Fat Controller’s question, however less than a month later, the North Western Railway quietly took on ownership of the Sodor Roadways company.

In the end, Thomas and Bertie’s race did have far-reaching consequences far beyond what they expected, but it was more importantly how they became firm friends.

Back to the Master Post

[hazel-of-sodor]

Sodor Light Show

Ffarquhar 

1989

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A blur of blue, tan, and green paint, steam, and shining lights raced by in the night, a whistle piercing the cold night air. In the distance Toby tilted his head listening.

“That’ll be them,” he said lazily, stretching.

Percy scowled, “they're not supposed to be here for another ten minutes.”

Linda snorted, “They were given a clear line and told to hurry. You should have known better than to bet against the old birdbox.”

Percy sighed as Toby chuckled.

The whistle sounded, closer this time, Daisy’s horn sounding with it. The distant end of the Hackenbeck tunnel shone with light as the train raced through. The engines at the station could just make out the sound of laughter from the tank engine at the head as he raced ahead. The reason for the laughter soon became apparent as a red shape crested the hill, too far away for the engines to hear, but clearly cursing. Daisy taunting the bus could be faintly heard from the end of the train.

“Didn't Bertie leave before them?” Mavis asked, amused. 

“He did.” Diesel chuckled, “and he knows Thomas won't ever let him live it down.”

Thomas finally slowed, panting happily as he pulled into the town and turned into a tramway as the rail line ran along the street. Even among the streetlights the train seemed to glow with the number of lights strung along it, a long line of flashing colours and light. The children on the platform began cheering as they heard the tank engines bell ring out as he ran through the town. 

Finally the train rounded the bend before the station, the children's cheering from the platform reaching a fever pitch as the tank engine came into view whistling cheerfully, only matched by the cheering coming from the children in the coaches. Thomas sailed gently into the station, snow being pushed to the side by his plow as he filled the only empty line.

The tank engine stopped smoothly with a triumphant whistle, a full seven minutes early, smirking from buffer to buffer.

“You couldn't let me win this could you?” Percy said, faking upset.

“Pardon?” Thomas asked, clearly confused.

“He didn't know!” Mavis cackled, Percy blushing furiously.

“In his infinite wisdom,” Diesel explained silkily, “our saddle tank bet against Toby saying that you would be more than five minutes early.”

Thomas’s smirk returned full force as Daisy’s laughter could be heard from the other engine of the train. 

Before either could respond, Bertie pulled in, panting tiredly. “I thought she was slower than you?!” He accused.

“But still faster than you Mon Cheri.” Daisy said, mock sweetly.

The bus muttered frustratedly under his breath about blue kettles.

Thomas chuckled smugly as Sir Charles Hatt walked past him to the end of the platform, where the tall Christmas tree stood. The former Fat Controller waited patiently for the passenger from both train and bus to disembark, then he finally spoke, his strong voice carrying over the crowd. .

“It is my honor this year to welcome everyone to the lighting of the Village tree. Every year on the first of December, one city on Sodor lights their tree first, before the light is run across the Island the following night. This tradition was old when I first saw it as a child in this very town. This city and the Island it calls home have grown since then, but our spirits, and that of Christmas remains the same!”

The crowd cheered loudly, and the former controller smiled broadly.

It is my great honor to light the tree this year. 3…2…1…Light!”

The tree’s lights blazed to life, bathing the street in colour and light, to the sound of cheers, whistles, and horns.”

[number1spongebobfan]

Thomas' Christmas Party [1984]

[esperfruit]

Happy 40th anniversary to the Thomas the Tank Engine & Friends TVS 🎉🎉

I hold this very important piece of art very dear to me

[the-time-lord-oracle]

Early ERTL:

The sticker-faced models from the early years of ERTL's diecast Thomas the Tank Engine & Friends range. The sticker faces lasted from 1984 to 1989, after which ERTL switched to moulded plastic faces.

[sketch-pencilpoint]

Do the engines ever miss being normal locomotives? Like, if someone showed them some pictures of non-infected engines, would they get a bit sad?

Some of them. Most would be a bit upset but for some stronger examples.

But some are actually pretty happy with their bodies. Or are least know the positives well enough to not really care for reminders of the past.

[edwards-exploit]

My not entirely serious headcanon is that since the 2000s, the Ffarquhar Branch Line (and Mavis!) has a long running dnd game with Henrietta as a dm. Thomas' stoker introduced it to them and they've been hooked ever since. They also do sidequests and their current one is a murder mystery on an express. Hell, even Bertie joins in once in a while.

Oliver has been begging to join it ever since he heard about it. He has a character sheet ready. Yes it's just a self insert but he swears he can make it work. Thomas. Thomas please.

[putuponpercy]

bus stop closed :c