TTTE Warriors:Birdwing and Toby

Ok, so what I'm going to do for the rest of this series starting now is I'll alternate story styles, from regular pragraphs to spoof style. You know what I mean. Icy, if you are reading this, it's your cat's time to shine!

Birdwing and Toby-First come, first crush.
The Cat Pack had already spent weeks on Sodor after they had met Thomas and the steam team. Birdwing was told by Sir Topham Hatt to go visit Toby, and to go work with him. As Birdwing jumped into the lake and swam effortlessly underwater for five minutes, she thought about Toby. She had seen him before, but it was a glance. And yet she saw some of his features. Toby was an old steam tram, with a square shape and brown colored body. He had a square shaped face, and instead of a whistle he had a bell. He also pulled a coach named Henrietta.

Birdwing thought that the day would be very boring, for she knew somehow the old tram was quiet. She padded along, wondering what the day will bring. Her job was to help fill Toby's water tanks and to shovel coal into his firebox. Apparently, Toby's fireman was taken ill. ''Well, I'm going to look like a cloud of dust by the time I get back to the sheds. ''Birdwing thought. Still, she had water powers. She cleaned off nicely.

But as she saw Toby for the first time, up close and personal at the station, something changed in Birdwing. As Toby's dark, gentle eyes gased on her, she felt a twang in her heart and a stirring in her brain. ''I like him. ''Birdwing couldn't beleive what she was thinking. She actually started to admire his unique body shape and his bell. She put a slight smile on her face and hopped onto the station platform where passengers loaded into Henrietta. "Hi, Toby." She meowed. Toby smiled and said, "Hello, Birdwing. I like your necklace." Birdwing stuttered, "Uh... erm... thank you, very much." She hopped into his cab and looked at his water tanks. "We'll need to fill up in about an hour, Toby."

"Okay. There's a water tower near our first stop." And they set off.

Birdwing hopped onto a pile of coal, and in a digging motion she flew coal into Toby's firebox. It looked like dirt flying behind her when she was digging a hole. Coal dust, smoke and soot went everywhere. It grew hot, and it seemed like forever until they got to the next stop.

They had an hour break until they had to pick up more passengers. Birdwing kept looking at Toby. His cowcatchers had dents in it. He's been through a lot, Thought Birdwing. She decided to find out more about Toby.

"Toby, can you tell me your story?"

"My story?" Toby was puzzled.

"Yes. How you came to be, what you've been through."

"Oh. It will take up most of our break, but alright." Birdwing pounced on a squirrel and munched it as Toby began.

"It was a long time ago, back when Sir Topham Hatt was just a bit... well...

"A bit slimmer?" Birdwing asked.

"Yes, but he was still plump. Don't tell him I said that. Anyway, It was way back. I had met him at an old station, and he asked his grandkids about me. His grandaughter, Bridget Hatt, commented on how square I was. And then he asked if I was one of those electric engines. I wheeshed, for I was angry with him. His grandson, whose name I forget, corrected his grandfather and said I was an old fashioned tram. I took him to the next station and I left. But he did look at me, and often looked like he was zoning off into another world. Maybe he had an idea."

"Did he?" Asked Birdwing.

"I'm not sure. But this is the sad part." Toby sighed and continued, "But as time went by, barely anybody rode in Henrietta. Then one day our line closed down. Henrietta would be sold to scrap, and I would go into retirement."

"No! That couldn't happen! Don't tell me Sir Topham Hatt had that idea!" Birdwing was enraged.

"No, no! He wouldn't do such a thing. another man did. He said it would be best." Birdwing sighed in releif. Toby continued, "So I went around my line one last time, and then I went into my shed, going unhappily to sleep. Henrietta was outside, just rusting. I went outside one night and wished, I hoped all over that my line would open up again." By this time Birdwing's eyes began to brim with tears. She pictured the whole story, the line closing down, the sadness on Toby's face, and most of all the horrible, crushing heartbreak in Toby that made Birdwings own heart crack. She had never felt this way. Her usual tempermental personality was flying away. But then Toby began to smile. Something good was about to happen.

"My wishes must have come true. My driver ran up, waving a letter and yelling, 'Wake up Toby!!!' He read the letter to me. It was from Sir Topham Hatt. He wanted to put me on his railway! I was overjoyed, and so was Henrietta. we were referbished and polished, and as I rolled into Knapfort station..." Toby closed his eyes and chuckled a bit. He was smiling a lot.

"What? What happened? Tell me!" Birdwing nearly begged.

"As I rolled into Knapfort, balloons and streamers were everywhere! And all of the engines, mostly the steam team, came to welcome me. That's how I met them. And that's how I got to this line. I've had plenty of other advetures, accidentally rolling onto a raft and going downstream, going onto a collapsing bridge while it was storming, and lots of other silly things." Toby looked at Birdwing. "The dents in my cowcatcher tell my story, remind me of all the times I've done something memorable. And if i don't get a dent in my adventures, I make sure my driver throws a rock at my cowcatcher so there is a one." Birdwing laughed, and Toby did too. "You know, my story is a lot like yours." Birdwing said.

"Really?"

"Really. I used to be a lonely stray, shunned and outcasted by Clans. Then I was met by this magic gold dust man and was givin this necklace. And then we saved Thomas from Deisel 10, the ungly rectangle." Toby laughed at the Ugly Rectangle part, and Birdwing said softly, "That's how I met you. But what you went through was more amazing then what I went through." There was a long hush as Birdwing went up to Toby's cowcatcher, began to purr a bit and rub on it. She put her paw in a small dent and mewed, "You know, I think this is pretty memorable."

"So it is! Care to do the honors?" Toby said, glancing at a small rock. Birdwing picked the rock up in one paw and banged it onto Toby's cowcatcher. It made a dent, and a loud bang. Birdwing put her paw on the dent she made. "Are you sure this is okay to do?"

"Of course. As long as it's not a large rock, we're fine." Toby replied, and it was time to pick up the passengers. Birdwing refilled Toby's tanks, put coal in his firebox, and they were soon off.

At the end of the day, the Cat Pack was gathered around a laptop. The cats had figured out internet, and they were fiddling with the computer. But tonight, it was all a bit quiet except for Birdwing typing. When she was done, she slid the laptop in front of Toby. "I made you something. In honor of your dents." Toby smiled and watched the video that Birdwing made. The others blinked. They watched the video too.

Soon, they were all alseep. But Birdwing drempt about Toby's adventures all night long.

EXTRAS
I hope you liked the fanfic! Icy, I hope you liked it too! Here's a link to Toby's song.

Comment if you feel like it!! Thanks for reading!

http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=dear+toby+song+thomas+and+friends&mid=32BF89D5545105EAF85732BF89D5545105EAF857&view=detail&FORM=VIRE3