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poleznotut · 9 months ago

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myinternetsites · 9 months ago

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interobzor · 9 months ago

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🔑 Почему стоит выбрать EasyDrop?

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internetsites · 9 months ago

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🌟 Добро пожаловать в мир EasyDrop! 🎮✨

🔑 Почему стоит выбрать EasyDrop?

💬 Круглосуточная поддержка: Всегда готовы ответить на ваши вопросы и помочь в любых ситуациях!

Не упустите шанс попробовать EasyDrop и насладиться всеми его преимуществами! 🎉

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traintrainingmontage · 4 months ago

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I can't believe I wasn't already following you, that's mad! Well, I've changed that now. As an idea, maybe Sir Handel and peter Sam listening to Duke's stories?

Hahahahaha, thank you, Val!! ✨️ And YES, I can do that! Sir Handel and Peter Sam may love stories, especially their Granpuff's, but perhaps not all of Duke's stories are meant for them to hear...

(Want to submit a prompt of your own? Details here!)

Duke arriving on the Skarloey Railway after so many years of being a less-than-willing bergentrückung was a cause for celebration. Sir Handel and Peter Sam had been ecstatic to see their Granpuff again, and even though it was a little odd becoming reacquainted after how many years they'd been apart, the warmth of his smile and his joy at seeing them brought them both a nostalgia and a comfort they hadn't known they'd wanted until just then. However, the two now had their own stories to share, proof of their own growth since joining the railway, and the laughter that arose from those long nights was music to the ears of every engine in the shed (even Duncan, although he would never admit it).

As such, one quiet evening about a month after Duke had officially begun working on the railway, Peter Sam and Sir Handel found themselves simmering comfortably in their berths near the left side of the shed, waiting for him to come back. Their crews had gone to speak to the manager, so they had a little bit of steam left in them still, and the two of them were using it to stretch their wheels and get comfortable. They even had the gift of a relatively empty shed as the rest of their band of brothers were still out and about.

"Oooooh, I hope we can get some good tales out of Granpuff tonight," Peter Sam giggled, a slight note of tiredness in his voice from a day full of work well done, but even that wasn't enough to dampen his enthusiasm. "It's been so nice hearing his stories again."

"I know what you mean," Sir Handel grinned back, in an equally good mood. His disposition had improved considerably with Duke around, to the point that the others had taken to teasingly (albeit kindly) commenting on it. "That said," he mused, his good cheer giving way to something more pensive, "do you feel as though he's still treating us like we're new builds?"

"Mmm... a little bit, I suppose," Peter Sam considered, "but I don't know that I mind too much. It's how he's always acted around us."

"Well, I don't like it," Sir Handel pouted. "We're respectable engines now, and he should respect us as such!"

"Just give him time," Peter Sam soothed. "He hasn't seen us in so long, and he's missed so much. We might be the only ones who can give him any sense of being grounded."

After a few more minutes, the two little engines spied a familiar shape pulling into the yard. Peter Sam was about to whistle a greeting, when all of a sudden, the other engine turned and headed for a siding next to the shed, seemingly the one just outside. "Wasn't that Granpuff?" Sir Handel hedged, somewhat unsure if his eyes were playing tricks; after all, Duke always whistled when he came in.

"I think so...?" Peter Sam murmured, just as confused. Adding to their confusion was the sudden appearance of another engine, who gave a quick peep peep! of greeting before following Duke. Soon after, four vaguely human shapes left from that same direction, also heading for the office. "That was Rheneas," Peter Sam observed, "and those people were his and Duke's crews." His brows furrowed in thought. "I wonder what they're doing over there..."

"...I'm going to go find out," Sir Handel replied, his lips pressed into a thin, determined line. "C'mon, Peter Sam. Let's go."

"Wait, what?" the other engine blurted, eyes going comically wide at the absurd suggestion. "But... no! Sir Handel, that's eaves... ease... um... easydropping! We can't do that!"

"And why not?" Sir Handel retorted hotly, already calling upon what steam he had left to inch his way forward, trying to get close enough to listen in on the elders' conversation. "Whatever it is, I'm sure it's got to be interesting! Besides, we're not new builds anymore; even Granpuff has to see that. We deserve to know if something's going on."

"Mmm... alright. But if we get caught, I'm blaming you."

Without further ado, the two crept forward, hoping that the ambient noise of the yard would cover up their approach. Finally, the two managed to get into a decent position, where they could vaguely make out Rheneas and Duke staring out into the darkling sky.

"--But that's just it, Rheneas," Duke hummed pensively. "They've grown up so much, and yet, there's so much I don't want to tell them. Do they even remember the worst of the old days?

"They look at me and see the nostalgia, the times that I came through for them, but I fear that if I tell them what really happened, they'll remember all of the terrible times, the ones that they've blocked out. How could I do that to them?"

"Well, I can't say that I've been in your wheels," Rheneas replied somberly, "but they're both good engines. Sir Handel especially has grown up a lot. You've heard it in their stories, haven't you? They can look back at their own failings and see the humor in them, instead of being embarrassed. It's not my place to say, but keeping it from them instead of letting them work through it with your support might not be a decision for you to make."

"...

"...Let me tell you a story, Rheneas," Duke began, a weariness in his tone that Peter Sam and Sir Handel had never heard before, not in all of their years of working with their Granpuff. "Back on the Mid-Sodor, there were a few of us working the line. Our No. 5 was a good sort, but he could be... foolish.

"One day, he made a mistake. He was to pull an enthusiast train, but left behind a coach. Notably, this was a coach for highly important guests. I ended up pulling the coach myself and it was rebranded as a Special, but the manager knew the truth. He punished him terribly by..." Duke paused a moment, and while his granchuffs couldn't see his expression, the sorrow in his voice couldn't be denied. "...They splashed him with industrial acid. His screams rang in my ears for days."

Peter Sam's eyes flitted over to Sir Handel, who was staring at Duke and Rheneas with disbelief before his gaze slid back to meet Peter Sam's. "Do you remember that?" he mouthed, and Peter Sam's face seemed to crumple in on itself.

"Not at all."

However, their attention quickly returned to the two older engines as the conversation resumed. "Is it right?" Duke asked plaintively. "Is it right to afflict that upon them? I can see how much they've grown, but is it fair to remind them of the horrors they don't remember?"

"I'm afraid I don't have an answer," Rheneas sighed, "but again, it may not be up to you. After all... most stories, whether you like it or not, tend to attract an audience."

"What do you--" At Rheneas' words, Duke instinctively turned to look around, only for his gaze to land on his two granchuffs.

Three sets of eyes widened in horror, followed by an extended silence. None of the engines seemed to know where to start, the quiet almost suffocating in its entirety.

However, after a long moment, Rheneas sighed and let out a long whistle. The sound of footsteps soon echoed from behind them, and eight confused humans suddenly assembled before the engines. Before any of them could even begin to ask what was wrong, the older engine began: "Please put me up, and let Peter Sam and Sir Handel sit with Duke. They have some things to talk about."

The various engine crews shared some glances, but did as they were asked, and soon enough, Duke was flanked by his granchuffs, all of them settled on the sidings with a promise from their crews that they would be back soon.

Finally alone, the three ex-Mid Sodor engines looked out upon the expansive sky, now featuring a shining moon attended to by a number of glittering stars. It was beautiful, certainly, but the feeling was rather diminished by the growing shadow of awkwardness between them. At long last, it was Sir Handel who broke the silence. "Granpuff... please tell us. Please tell us the stories you couldn't tell us before."

His demeanor, usually so insistent, was instead respectful in its softness, his words a quiet request rather than an imperious demand. On Duke's other side, Peter Sam let out a quiet noise of agreement. "Yes, please. We can handle it."

Duke said nothing for a few moments, but finally, a tremulous voice escaped him. "I shouldn't be surprised that you both were listening in, but... are you sure? Are you sure that you want to know? There are so many things better off forgotten. I didn't want to tell you for your sakes, certainly, but also, perhaps... for mine."

Sir Handel, earlier so full of conviction, suddenly found himself faltering, but he felt obligated to answer the question anyway. "We've... we've grown up, Granpuff. We've learned so much here. And if there's anything I've learned, it's that forgetting only makes things worse. If you forget, nothing is learned."

"He's right," Peter Sam chimed in. "We know how much you love us, Granpuff, but neither of us remembered what you told Rheneas. Even so... I think we should know. We can't run away from that which scares us."

The silence continued when suddenly, Duke seemed to shiver, and a single, crystalline tear dripped down his cheek. "Oh, my boys... when did you two grow up so well?"

Gentle chuckles escaped his granchuffs as they stared at him affectionately, and at last, Peter Sam asked the most important question. "Granpuff... won't you tell us a story?"

Duke let out a shaky sigh, but managed to crack a tired smile. "Alright, alright. They won't all be nice, but... perhaps they're still worth telling."

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