As he sat silently in the interior of the Dieselworks’ back shed, Thomas let out a quiet sigh to himself as he was trying to figure out how everything had let up to this happening to him. “This doesn’t make sense… why would Percy suddenly be helping Diesel 10 and his gang? Why would he just leave me here? Why would he even do something like this…?” These were only a few of the many questions that the number one engine had swirling around in his head, all because of what had been going on behind his back.

Just about an hour ago, he, along with the other engines at Knapford had not only learnt that Percy had been spending his time with Diesel 10 and the others at the Dieselworks, but also that Kevin had disappeared from the Steamworks due to Percy bringing him to help the diesels without Victor’s knowledge. Upon learning about what had happened to Kevin, Thomas and Percy had gone together to the Dieselworks to retrieve the small crane engine, only for Thomas to discover that his best friend was helping Diesel 10 lead the diesels in their plan to take over the Steamworks for themselves. As Percy led Diesel 10 and the other diesels towards the Steamworks, Thomas and Kevin ended up being led towards the back shed by Den and Dart, with the blue engine’s calls for Percy falling on deaf ears.

And now here he was, stuck in the back of the shed with Den and Dart keeping guard in front of the entrance so he and Kevin were prevented from escaping, not that Kevin could go anywhere as he was still hoisted up on a flatbed that was placed on the track next to Thomas, so now it seemed that there was nothing to do but think. “If there was something going on, Percy would always tell me. So why didn’t he say anything? He knows that I’d always listen to anything he had to say. So why didn’t he…?” After a few seconds of silence passed, Thomas let out a quiet sigh as he lowered his glance to the rails in front of him, feeling unable to make sense of any of this.

“Something wrong, Thomas?” At the sound of that curious tone in Kevin’s voice from the track beside him, Thomas lifted his glance up to the little crane engine to see him looking at his friend in concern, evidently having overheard his murmuring and wanting to know what was on Thomas’s mind. Thomas remained silent for a few moments, as he seemed to be realising that he had Kevin to talk to about the many questions he had about what had happened, before turning his glance over to the crane engine to begin explaining.

“Kevin…” Thomas let out another sigh as he was trying to find the right words to express his thoughts before he continued. “I just don’t understand what’s going on, why Percy is helping the diesels and why he’s been spending so much time with them. If there was something bothering him, he’d always tell me what was wrong. So why didn’t he say anything to me?” As Kevin was listening silently, Thomas felt an expression of dismay cross his face, clearly thinking about how Percy had kept his mouth shut around him over the last few days and placing as much distance from him as possible. “What could have been so serious that he wouldn’t talk to me about it? Why wouldn’t he let me talk to him?” Thomas then felt a worried expression come to his face as a thought was suddenly surfacing in his head, one that he didn’t want to believe was possible, but also one that felt as though it couldn’t be denied. “Did… did he not trust me enough to share his troubles with me…?”

Kevin let out a silent gasp of shock after hearing how much Thomas had on his mind and he lifted his glance up to think it over for a few moments. Even if he wasn’t completely aware of what had been going on between Thomas and Percy, it definitely seemed like that something had been going on that Percy wasn’t telling him about. He figured that out as early as when Percy asked him to help at the Dieselworks, especially since he usually never went anywhere without Victor’s approval, but when Percy told him he could be really useful at the Dieselworks, that was when Kevin felt he couldn’t say no. Like Percy, he never stopped to consider that the diesels were up to anything. At least, until now. After taking a bit of time to think it over, Kevin turned his attention back to Thomas to answer his question. “I don’t think it’s because Percy didn’t trust you. Have you ever stopped to ask him if there was something wrong, Thomas?”

Thomas felt his eyes widen at this simple question and he let out a silent gasp upon realising that Kevin was right: here he was, wondering why Percy never seemed to speak up to him about his problems, when in reality Thomas had never stopped to think about whether or not the small engine was having any problems to begin with. As this realisation began to sink into his smokebox, Thomas fell silent for a few moments before managing to find his voice, lowering his glance as he did so. “Well… no. I always thought that Percy would come to me if something was bothering him, but I never thought about going to him first instead. I never stopped to think about how he felt, never considered asking him what was on his mind. I just wish I knew what had been bothering him in the first place…”

“Why don’t you try finding out?” Kevin innocently suggested. Thomas looked up at him in surprise for a few moments before showing an expression of annoyance, as there seemed to be only one flaw in Kevin’s idea, one that stood out fairly easily.

“And how am I supposed to do that? Percy’s far away now and Den and Dart are blocking the entrance of this shed, so I don’t think we’ll be going anywhere for the time being.” Kevin stared in stunned silence before looking down with an expression of dismay, aware that Thomas was right about that, even if he didn’t see the harm in asking. Thomas was silent for a few moments to think over what to do, before a bright smile came to his face; maybe there was still a way he could get the answers he was searching for. “Of course! Why didn’t I think of it?” Kevin looked over at his friend in surprise, wondering what idea he had in mind. “I’ll ask Lady; she’ll know!”

Kevin felt an expression of puzzlement show on his face, raising an eyebrow in confusion as he was wondering what Thomas meant. “Uh… who are you talking about?”

Thomas let out a giggle to himself at Kevin’s bafflement. It didn’t surprise him in the slightest that he was still in the dark about it. Fortunately, Thomas managed to settle down right away so he could fill Kevin in on the story. “Lady is our Angel of the Engines. She’s the angel who was entrusted with helping the designers give life to all of us engines and others as we’re being built.” While Thomas spoke, he felt his smile grow in size during his every word and he could see that Kevin was listening intently with his eyes growing wide in awe. Fortunately for the two, Den and Dart didn’t seem to be paying attention to a word they were saying, leaving them in the clear.

“Wow…” Kevin fell silent in amazement after hearing what Thomas had to say and he remained that way for a few seconds before managed to find his words. “And that includes even me?”

Thomas showed a smile of delight upon hearing that Kevin was beginning to understand what he was saying. “Indeed, it does, Kevin. Every machine on Sodor, whether it be engines, trucks, coaches or cranes like yourself are given life thanks to her.”

Kevin felt his eyes widen in amazement; now he understood what Victor meant when he overheard him on occasion during work in the Steamworks. “That’s amazing! I can’t wait to tell Boss about what you told me when we get out of here.” Thomas felt his smile grow in excitement after hearing that Kevin seemed to catch on now, before the crane turned his attention back to him as he continued. “I guess I better leave you so you can ask her what you wanted to.”

Thomas showed an expression of puzzlement as he was starting to wonder what Kevin meant, before he remembered that he planned on finding out what had been on Percy’s mind over the past few days. Once this seemed to be registered in his mind, Thomas looked over at the small crane with a grateful smile. “Oh, that’s right. Thanks, Kevin.” With this in mind, Thomas slowly made his way forward on the track as far as he could manage without altering Den and Dart’s attention and once he got close enough, he stopped before turning his glance up to the blue sky just outside the shed.

“Oh, Angel of the Engines…” he softly whispered, doing his best to keep his voice as quiet as possible so Den and Dart wouldn’t hear him. “I’m feeling lost and in need of your guidance. I’ve been thinking about how Percy’s been feeling upset for the past few days, but I never stopped to ask him about it. I know that the reason for it has something to do with me, but I can’t quite figure out what it could be. If there’s a chance you could help me find the answer, help me see what it was I did wrong… I’m more than thankful for it.” Once he finished, Thomas closed his eyes for a few seconds in silent prayer as he was waiting for the answer he was seeking, waiting to understand what could have happened to cause him to hurt Percy’s feelings. After a few more seconds of silence passed, Thomas’s eyes shot open as it all seemed to make sense and an expression of mixed horror and guilt came to his face as he finally understood.

“I… I don’t believe it. How could I have been so blind…? I spent so much time with Belle and Flynn that I made Percy feel like he wasn’t being noticed, like I didn’t want to spend any time with him, when that was never what I meant to do…” As Thomas spoke, the memories of the time he had spent with Belle and Flynn since their arrival all while ignoring Percy the whole time replayed in his mind, with the final straw being the night Flynn took Percy’s place in the sheds; it felt like a reminder of how Thomas himself felt when he saw Stanley take his place in the sheds, with no-one taking notice of how he felt about the situation, not even Thomas himself. With the reality of his involvement finally sinking in, Thomas felt tears of guilt building in his eyes as he was now fully aware of how he had treated his best friend and little brother over the past few days.

“I… I promised Percy that I’d always be there for him, to be the one who’d support him when no one else would. But instead, I treated him like he meant nothing to me, like his feelings didn’t matter… How could I possibly call myself his brother after what I’ve done…?” As Thomas felt the tears in his eyes begin to run down his cheeks, he turned his glance back up to the sky as he struggled to speak again. “What I’ve done to Percy… it’s something I hate myself for. All I want, more than anything, is the chance to apologize to him, to tell him just how wrong I was to act the way I have towards him and to let him know that this mistake won’t happen twice. I thank you, Lady, for hearing what I have to say. Amen.”

Once he had finished, Thomas felt a smile of relief cross his face knowing that he had realised the error of his ways from the past couple of days, and now all there was left for him and Kevin to do was wait for help to arrive so they could escape. Little did either of the two realise that their help was already on the way in the form of Percy with Belle and Flynn by his side.

Around a few minutes passed after Thomas made his prayer, and the smell of smoke suddenly reached him, Kevin, Den and Dart and they began to look around in worry as they were wondering what was going on. “Thomas, what’s happening?” Kevin asked, looking over at Thomas as he was wondering what was going on.

“I’m not sure, Kevin. I think there must be a fire nearby!” Thomas replied, to which Kevin let out a gasp of worry at this news. Just then, the sound of a familiar high-pitched whistle reached the four’s ears and Thomas let out a silent gasp as he could recognise that whistle. “Could that… really be who I think it is?” Sure enough, Thomas’s suspicions were proven correct as Percy was on his way towards where he and Kevin were with Belle and Flynn right beside him. At the sight of his little brother approaching the back shed, Thomas felt a smile of joy cross his face. ‘It’s Percy! He really came back!’

As Percy was questioning Den and Dart about the location of Flynn’s hose so he and Belle could get to work with extinguishing the fire right away, Thomas’s joyful smile didn’t seem to fade as he couldn’t believe his eyes. 'This is unbelievable. After the way I’ve treated him… he’s come to help me! I don’t feel like I deserve such an amazing little brother like him…’ He then turned his glance up to the sky, fully realising that Heaven had heard him and had been waiting for him to realise his mistake so he could receive the help he needed. After all, if there was one thing Thomas always knew for certain, it was that the prayer of a humble soul came faster to Heaven.

He was suddenly broken out of his thoughts when he saw Den and Dart leaving the entrance of the shed, clearly realising just how serious the situation was. Once he was certain that the entrance was clear, Thomas made his way forward where he could see Percy looking on at him with a smile of relief, clearly looking thrilled to see that he was okay. “Percy! You came back!”

“Of course! What made you think I wouldn’t?” The smile on Percy’s face quickly faded and he showed an expression of guilt, leaving Thomas to watch him in concern as he was wondering what was wrong, and he was given his answer when Percy spoke again. “Oh, Thomas… I’m so sorry! I was wrong to just abandon you. I don’t expect you to forgive me for it, but…”

“Percy…” Percy looked up at Thomas in surprise at his sudden interruption and the latter let out a sigh as he had an expression of shame on his face as he continued. “I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have spent all that time ignoring you and making you feel like your feelings didn’t matter to me. Your feelings are always the first thing I should be thinking about, because what happens to you always matters to me, no matter the situation. I haven’t been the best big brother I can be to you over the last few days, but that won’t happen again. I promise.”

Percy felt himself being left at a loss of words at Thomas’s sincerity; it was obvious that he had been thinking about this ever since he was first left in this shed while Percy led the diesels to the Steamworks. And now, after hearing every word he had to say, Percy knew that he couldn’t stay mad at Thomas. Looking at his best friend and big brother, Percy showed a grateful smile. “Thank you, Thomas. That means so much to me.”

Thomas felt a smile of delight come to his face upon hearing that Percy had forgiven him for the way he had behaved towards him, and it was obvious that everything had finally been sorted out. After a few seconds of silence passed, Percy was the one to break it. “We better get out of here. There’s still a lot to take care of out there.”

Thomas felt his smile grow in size at this idea before giving his reply. “That sounds great to me.”

So without a moment to spare, the two proceeded to couple up to Kevin’s flatbed before making their way out of the back shed to catch up with Belle and Flynn; they still had a lot of take care of once the fire was out, and that meant paying a visit to the Steamworks.

dignitywhatdignity:

My brain seems to have decided that I’ve Got the Power would mash-up perfectly with It’s Peanut Butter Jelly Time, because I’ve been experiencing a nonstop loop, stuck in my head of: 

It’s getting kinda hectic with a baseball bat!

Another earworm mashup, for all you parents out there:

Thomas – he’s the cheeky one!

James – he’s vain but lots of fun!

Lisa can philosophize

Bart’s adept at spinning lies….

Ok so this character is not mine, It belongs to Skarloey123

I’ll leave this here.

dark-pooshkin-bitch:

Серьезный Перси.

(Обсуждает с татарами план по захвату мира чаем)

Dudeeee

Thomas and Gordon

Iron Bert

dark-pooshkin-bitch:

Кормим

Хлеб вкусный?

OH, NO..

– …

Bert in an experimental style

Henry

+ Bonus

Thomas & Friends: Race for the Sodor Cup

Word Count: 997

Ships: Prinxiety, logicality, remile, demus

part1/part2/part3/part4/part5/??

Warnings: Mentions of depression, self-hate, crying, coming out

Summary: In which Remy and Damien are supportive friends and care about Roman…

~~ I apologize for taking so long to get out =~=, I felt very unmotivated to finish this fic for awhile I’m so sorry- but expect many more chapters of this in the future!! :D (this one is a little short I apologize) 

Recap from part4: “Guys…. I’m gay”

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He had been stripped of the air in his lungs, he felt exposed like he had cut open his chest and was showing them all the bloody parts of himself that he wished weren’t there. He looked down and stared at his thighs, a waterfall of cold tears fell down his face. He didn’t sob or shake, but his words wavered with an unimaginable fear laced within them.

“I’m j-just so tired of…. Lying, and p-pretending, and covering up…” He paused for a moment expecting Damien or Remy to interrupt him to say something like ‘are you sure?’ ‘Since when?’ ‘really? Nice one!’ He waited for them to laugh at him, or make jokes of it but … They didn’t, they waited patiently with eyes pleading for him to continue. They sat there and patiently let Roman take his time, they didn’t dare interrupt him. He couldn’t look at them, though, he was too terrified of what their expressions might be. Roman thought of their faces as disgust, hatred, amusement, or even boredom. Roman continued, “I’m just so exhausted and scared… I’ve been so scared for so long that no one would believe me if I came out, or just assume it was a-an attention grab,” he sobbed quietly, so relieved yet so devastated that this was out in the open “b-but I’m just too tired to care anymore…” He covered his face as he sobbed quietly. Waiting for them to say something, anything…. 

They were silent. Remy was the first one to move, wrapping his arms protectively and lovingly around Roman, then Damien as he hooked his arms around Roman’s waist in an attempt to comfort him. They both understood the fears of coming out, but they were absolutely stunned to see how long Roman had carried this with him. It had boiled within him for so long. They heard the guilt and self-loathing in Roman’s voice and it broke their hearts, they couldn’t stand to see their best friend in this state. Remy could tell that he had carried this like a weight on his shoulders for a long time, Remy was the first to speak.

“Ro, hon… We’re your friends, of course we would believe you. We know how hard it can be coming out. It’s okay, we still love you. You don’t have to pretend.” His voice was smooth and soft, like a parent comforting a child who scraped their knee for the first time, only Roman wasn’t exactly a child, and his wounds were much deeper than a simple scraped knee. Roman’s wounds were deep and emotional, wounds that he had hidden for so long and now he is finally lifting up his bandages for Remy and Damien to inspect the damage done by years of self hatred. Roman always acted so confident and over the top, they could have never imagined that he had been carrying this with him. He truly was an amazing actor. Remy rubbed comforting circles on Roman’s back.

Damien had no idea why Roman had felt he needed to keep this from them, he also had no idea what to say but he made up for his lack of words with physical comfort. He squeezed Roman’s waist, offering some grounding touch. He may not be the best with words or emotions but he did his best to give Roman what he needed. They sat there, huddled up against Roman offering words of encouragement as he sobbed quietly between their arms. Roman felt a weight lifted off of his shoulders, but that relief was short lived as a new found fear quickly made its way into his shaking bones.

“Please… Don’t tell anyone else… I- I don’t think I’m ready for that…”, Roman’s voice was soft and broken, almost a whisper as Remy and Damien had to strain to hear him. 

Remy gave Roman a comforting smile, it was sweet, true, worried, and caring and it almost made Roman forget how absolutely terrified of this he was. 

Remy answered him with unwavering support, “Of course, this is something very personal for you Ro. We would never tell anyone without your consent”  

Damien said nodding, “Yeah, we would never out you to anyone Ro.”

That sat in calm silence for a few moments as the only sounds that filled the room were Roman’s soft sobs and sniffles. The silence was soft, not demanding to be filled, they just enjoyed the presence of each other. Especially Roman, as he bathed in the short lived euphoria this acceptance had given him. It was warm and tranquil, Roman eventually calmed himself of sobbing as he settled into just quietly sniffling. The quiet calmness of the room eventually lulled Roman into a slumber. Damien and Remy shared a pained look, both equally worried about the mental well being of their best friend. Roman was so loved by everyone in their friend group, he always wore a smile, so loud and happy, they had no idea that his seemingly never ending happiness had been an act. He always talked about taking up acting as a future career, but they would have never guessed that he was already doing it full time. Neither Remy nor Damien were going to even broach the topic of Roman coming out to the rest of their friend group, they didn’t want to rush him with anything. Even though they could see that this secret was killing him emotionally. They would possibly encourage him that everyone would accept him, but nothing further than that. 

Eventually the calm silence had taken Remy and Damien off into slumber as well. 

Roman didn’t know what tomorrow would hold, he didn’t know how he was going to approach the idea of Remy and Damien knowing his secret, he didn’t know how he was going to deal with the feelings. The only thing that Roman knew for sure now is that the memory foam bed felt damn comfortable on his heart ache. 

~ To be continued

I am so so so so sorry for taking so long with this chapter, but I hope you enjoy it! It is a very hurt/comfort type fic, I hope you enjoy Remy being a mom friend lol :D This fic had been really fun to make so far and I look forward to writing more of it in the future, so I hope you’ll keep reading >///< I love you guys so much and I hope you liked this part!!

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