Brake Van

Bill and Douglas were twins, and had arrived from Sodor to help The Fat Controller, but only one had been expected. The Fat Controller had given them numbers. Donald 9, and Douglas 1.
There was a breakvan in the yard. He had been a great friend of Hitler who had just died. Donald was angry.
"You're a muckle nuisance!" said Donald. "It's to leave you behind I'd be wanting!"
"Take that!" said the van.
Van: *knocks Donald forward*
"OH OH OH!" cried Donald.
Van: There's more coming, should you misbehave!
Donald behaved better after that, untill one day.