The past. Late one night, the Scottish twins were sitting in their shed at Arlesboro thinking about the past. Do you remember that red diesel? Bokka at the mainland. What a red diesel! The red diesel we pushed off the bridge? Douglas realized what diesel Donald was talking about. After a few reds, they both looked at each other with a sad expression. Do you think he survived? He probably didn't survive, but I feel bad for pushing off the bridge. That night, Donald and Douglas went to bed feeling very sad indeed. Oh, oh my, aching radiator. What's happened? We read milked you after you fell off the bridge. Diesel five, what a cup. And remembered everything. Diesel, you'll be going to a new heritage railway called Bluebell Railway. Bluebell, I work for British Rail. I must be in service, I can't be late. Sorry mate, British Rail, forward, or replace all your kind. Or class locomotive's a long gun. Diesel five stared. He finally realized why all the steam engines hated diesel back then. He felt sorry for the engines, sorry for how he treated them, and especially what he did to the six engines lying at the bottom of the bay. The years went by, and diesel five was bought by many different preservation railways. One day, he was bought by a new owner. A few days went by, and sitting in the shed is normal. And the manager of the railway he was staying at came into the shed he was staying in. Hello, diesel five. He'll be leaving this railway to the island of South Orton, what a morning. Diesel five looked at his manager with surprise. Do you mean Sir Topman is bought by me? At his correct, diesel five, diesel five felt happy, because he thought he'd finally be working on an actual railway pulling passengers and freight. It had been a long time since he'd felt useful, and he couldn't wait to get back to work. He wouldn't have to wait long. The next morning, diesel five was coupled up to the back of a freight train heading for the island. Donald and Douglas were sitting at Vickerson when they saw a very familiar shape pulling into the station. Dougie! Dougie, do you see that? I do. As Donald and Douglas watched, they saw diesel five rolling into the station. Diesel five saw them too, but said nothing. He felt very nervous seeing the twins after so many years. Hello. Five, seven, six, four, six, and five, having six. Four, seven. Donald and Douglas stared, and silently, slowly, steamed away from the yards. Later that day, though, they all met up once more. Diesel found Donald and Douglas at Napford station, in between trains, talking to each other. Hello. Five, seven, six, four, six, and six, four, six, and six, four, six. After a few minutes of silence, Douglas spoke. Hello. Diesel five. Diesel five looked over to Donald, and noticed he was crying. How do you survive? I don't know. But I somehow did. Donald and I just wanted to apologize for almost pushing him off the dark side. I understand what it is to be outdated. It isn't pleasant at all. And I want to let you know that you're not any less useful. It's just the will moves on without you. You don't really get chances anymore to show you what you're made of. But we'll show them, won't we? Donald and Douglas looked at Diesel five for a few minutes, and then smiled one way at him. The end. The end. The end. The end.