Better Late Than Never and Other Stories (Spike and Friends version)

The Spike and Friends version of **Better Late Than Never and Other Stories** is a My Little Pony/Thomas parody of the Thomas and Friends US release of the same name. It features two first season episodes, and five second season episodes of Spike the Dragon and Friends narrated by Ringo Starr.

## Cast

* Spike as Thomas
* Shining Armor as Edward
* Filthy Rich as Henry
* Big Macintosh as Gordon
* Cranky Doodle Donkey as James
* Pipsqueak as Percy
* Soarin as Duck
* Discord as Diesel
* Apple Bloom as Annie
* Sweetie Belle as Clarabel
* Angel as Bertie
* Featherweight as Terence
* Owlowiscious as Harold
* Hoity Toity as Sir Topham Hatt
* Barber Groomsby as The Barber
* The Changelings as the Troublesome Trucks
* Braeburn as Toby *(does not speak)*
* Gummy as Trevor *(cameo)*
* Everyone else as Themselves

## Episodes

1. Better Late Than Never
2. Pop Goes the Draconequus
3. Discord's Devious Deed
4. A Close Shave for Soarin
5. Big Macintosh Takes a Dip
6. Down the Mine
7. The Runaway

## Transcript

### Better Late Than Never

Narrator: "The animals were finding life difficult. Workmen were mending the viaduct on the main road.

The arches needed strengthening. Hoity Toity did not want to close town while the work was done. And so repairs took a long time.

The animals had to take great care when crossing the viaduct. And the delay often made them late on their journey to the junction where they knew Spike would be waiting to collect his passengers.

Spike grew crosser and crosser."

Spike: "Time's time!"

Narrator: "He grumbled."

Spike: "Why should I have to keep my passengers waiting while Filthy Rich and Cranky dawdle about all day on viaducts?"

Filthy Rich: "Don't blame me!"

Narrator: "Snorted Filthy Rich."

Filthy Rich: "If we hurry across the viaduct, it might collapse. And then you'd have no passengers at all. What would you do then?"

Spike: "Make my deliveries on time for one thing!"

Narrator: "Retorted Spike. He hurried away before Filthy Rich could answer.

Angel was impatient too. He was timed to arrive just after Spike. His passengers found that instead of going straight from their rabbit to their dragon, they were kept waiting til Spike arrived.

Soon, Angel grew cross with Spike."

Angel: "Late again!"

Narrator: "He remarked, as Spike panted wearily in."

Angel: "We maybe friends, but I thought you could go fast, Spike. It's time we have another race. I reckon I can beat you now."

Narrator: "Spike kicked dirt loudly."

Spike: "Rubbish!"

Narrator: "He hissed fiercely."

Spike: "It's those main road animals! They dither about on the viaduct, and they blame Hoity Toity's workmen. It's just an excuse for laziness if you ask me!"

Narrator: "One day, Cranky was later than ever at the junction."

Cranky Doodle Donkey: "I'm sorry, Spike."

Narrator: "He puffed."

Cranky Doodle Donkey: "I was held up at the station, and the viaduct made it worse."

Spike: "It's like for you I'm a guarantee connection!"

Narrator: "Grumbled Spike. Before Cranky could answer, he puffed importantly away."

Spike: "Come along, come along."

Narrator: "He panted to the fillies. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle did their best, but Spike soon found that he couldn't save much time.

Suddenly, Spike saw Angel ahead. He didn't look well."

Spike: "What's the matter?"

Narrator: "Asked Spike."

Spike: "You should be at the station by now. You're late!"

Angel: "I feel dreadful."

Narrator: "Moaned Angel."

Angel: "All upset inside, and driver says he can't make me better. Thank goodness you're late too. Can you take my passengers, please? They'll never get home otherwise."

Spike: "Of course."

Narrator: "Agreed Spike. He now felt sorry for Angel, and promised to get help at the next station.

Spike set off again. Already, he felt much more cheerful. And Angel's passengers, traveling with Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, all reach home safely.

When Angel was better, he came to thank Spike."

Angel: "I'm sorry I teased you about being late."

Narrator: "He said."

Spike: "That's alright."

Narrator: "Said Spike."

Spike: "I'm glad I could help. There are times when being late isn't such a bad thing after all."

Narrator: "With a last cheerful greeting, the two friends went back to work."

### Pop Goes the Draconequus

Narrator: "Soarin is proud of being a Wonderbolt Pony. He talks endlessly about it, but he works hard too, and makes everything go like clockwork. It was a splendid day.

The changelings and buffaloes behaved well, the passengers even stopped grumbling, but the animals didn't like having to bustle about."

Soarin: "There are two ways of doing things,"

Narrator: "Soarin told them."

Soarin: "The Wonderbolt way, or the wrong way. I'm a Wonderbolt Pony, and..."

Filthy Rich, Big Macintosh and Cranky Doodle Donkey: "Don't we know it!"

Narrator: "They groaned.

The animals were glad when a visitor came.

He purred smoothly towards them. Hoity Toity introduced him."

Hoity Toity: "Here is Discord. I have agreed to give him a trial. He needs to learn, please teach him something, Soarin."

Discord: "Good morning."

Narrator: "Purred Discord in an oily voice."

Discord: "Pleased to meet you again, Soarin. Is that Cranky, and Filthy Rich, and Big Mac too? I am delighted to meet such famous animals."

Narrator: "The silly animals were flattered."

Pipsqueak, Cranky Doodle Donkey, Filthy Rich and Big Macintosh: "He has very good manners."

Narrator: "They murmured."

Pipsqueak, Cranky Doodle Donkey, Filthy Rich and Big Macintosh: "We are please to have him in our yard."

Narrator: "Soarin had his doubts."

Soarin: "Come on!"

Narrator: "He said. Discord purred after him."

Discord: "Your worthy Top..."

Soarin: "Hoity Toity to you!"

Narrator: "Ordered Soarin.

Discord looked hurt."

Discord: "Your worthy Hoity Toity thinks I need to learn. He is mistaken. We draconequuses don't need to learn. We know everything. We come to a yard and improve it. We are revolutionary."

Soarin: "Oh?"

Narrator: "Said Soarin."

Soarin: "If you're revo-thingummy, perhaps you would collect my changelings while I fetch Big Mac's buffaloes."

Narrator: "Discord, delighted to show off, purred away.

When Soarin returned, Discord was trying to take some changelings from a siding. They were old and empty. They have not been touched for a long time. Discord found them hard to move."

Discord: "Pull! Push! Backwards! Forwards!"

Changelings: "Oi! Oi!"

Narrator: "The changelings groaned."

Changelings: "We can't! We wont!"

Narrator: "Soarin watched with interest.

Discord lost patience."

Discord: "Grrrr!"

Narrator: "He roared, and gave a great heave. The changelings jerked forward."

Changelings: "Oh! Oh!"

Narrator: "They screamed."

Changelings: "We can't! We wont!"

Narrator: "Some of their joints snapped, and their legs jammed in the lower body."

Discord: "Grrrr!"

Soarin: "Ho ho ho!"

Narrator: "Chuckled Soarin.

Discord recovered and tried to push the changelings back, but they wouldn't move. Soarin ran quietly around to collect the other changelings."

Soarin: "Thank you for arranging these, Discord. I must go now."

Discord: "Don't you want this lot?"

Soarin: "No thank you."

Narrator: "Discord gulped."

Discord: "And I've taken all this trouble? Why didn't you tell me?"

Soarin: "You never asked me. Besides,"

Narrator: "Said Soarin."

Soarin: "You were having such fun being rev-whatever it was you said. Goodbye."

Discord: "Grrrr!"

Narrator: "Discord had to help the workmen clear the mess.

He hated it. All the changelings were laughing and singing at him."

Changelings: "Changelings are waiting in the yard, tackling them with ease'll show the world what I can do, gaily boasts the Draconequus, in and out he creeps about, like a big black weasel, when he takes the wrong changelings out, Pop goes the Draconequus!"

Discord: "Grrrr!"

Narrator: "Growled Discord, and scuttled away to sulk in the library."

### Discord's Devious Deed

Narrator: "Discord, the new creature, was sulking. The changelings would not stop singing rudely at him.

Soarin was horrified."

Soarin: "Shut up!"

Narrator: "He ordered, and bumped them hard."

Soarin: "I'm sorry our changelings were rude to you, Discord."

Narrator: "Discord was still furious."

Discord: "It's all your fault! You made them laugh at me!"

Filthy Rich: "Nonsense."

Narrator: "Said Filthy Rich."

Filthy Rich: "Soarin would never do that. We animals have our differences, but we don't talk about them to the changelings. That would be dis... dis..."

Big Macintosh: "Disgraceful!"

Narrator: "Said Big Macintosh."

Cranky Doodle Donkey: "Disgusting!"

Narrator: "Put in Cranky."

Filthy Rich: "Despicable!"

Narrator: "Finished Filthy Rich.

Discord hated Soarin. He wanted him to be sent away, so he made a plan; he was going to tell lies about Soarin.

Next day, he spoke to the changelings."

Discord: "I see you like jokes. You made one good joke about me yesterday, I laughed and laughed. Soarin told me one about Big Mac. I'll whisper it.

Don't tell Big Mac I told you."

Narrator: "And he snickered away."

Changelings: "Ha ha ha!"

Narrator: "Guffawed the Changelings."

Changelings: "Big Mac will be cross with Soarin when he knows.

Let's tell him and get back at Soarin for bumping us!"

Narrator: "They laughed rudely at the animals as they went by.

Soon, Big Mac, Filthy Rich and Cranky found out why."

Big Macintosh: "Disgraceful!"

Narrator: "Said Big Mac."

Cranky Doodle Donkey: "Disgusting!"

Narrator: "Said Cranky."

Filthy Rich: "Despicable!"

Narrator: "Said Filthy Rich."

Filthy Rich, Big Macintosh and Cranky Doodle Donkey: "We cannot allow it!"

Narrator: "They consulted together."

Filthy Rich, Big Macintosh and Cranky Doodle Donkey: "Yes,"

Narrator: "They all said."

Filthy Rich, Big Macintosh, and Cranky Doodle Donkey: "He did it to us, we'll do it to him, and see how he likes it!"

Narrator: "Soarin was tired out.

The changelings had been cheeky and troublesome.

He wanted a rest in his home.

The three animals barred his way."

Cranky Doodle Donkey: "Keep out!"

Soarin: "Stop fooling!"

Narrator: "Said Soarin."

Soarin: "I'm tired!"

Filthy Rich, Big Macintosh and Cranky Doodle Donkey: "And so are we."

Narrator: "Hissed the animals."

Filthy Rich, Big Macintosh and Cranky Doodle Donkey: "We're tired of you. We like Discord. No one likes you. You tell tales about us to the changelings."

Soarin: "I don't!"

Filthy Rich, Big Macintosh and Cranky Doodle Donkey: "You do!"

Soarin: "I don't!

Filthy Rich, Big Macintosh and Cranky Doodle Donkey: "You do!"

Narrator: "Hoity Toity came to stop the noise."

Big Macintosh: "Soarin called me a galloping sausage!"

Narrator: "Spluttered Big Mac."

Cranky Doodle Donkey: "Rusty brown scrap iron!"

Narrator: "Put in Cranky."

Filthy Rich: "I'm old square hooves."

Narrator: "Fumed Filthy Rich."

Hoity Toity: "Well, Soarin?"

Narrator: "Soarin considered."

Soarin: "I only wish, sir,"

Narrator: "He said gravely,"

Soarin: "That I'd thought of those names myself. If the wing fits..."

Hoity Toity: "Ahem..."

Filthy Rich, Big Macintosh, and Crank Doodle Donkey: "He made changelings laugh at us!"

Narrator: "Accused the animals.

Hoity Toity recovered. He'd been trying not to laugh himself."

Hoity Toity: "Did you, Soarin?"

Soarin: "Certainly not, sir. No pony would be as rude as that!"

Narrator: "Discord lurked up."

Hoity Toity: "Now, Discord, you heard what Soarin said."

Discord: "I can't understand it, sir. To think that Soarin, of all animals... I'm dreadfully grieved, sir, but don't know anything."

Hoity Toity: "I see that."

Narrator: "Said Hoity Toity.

Discord squirmed, and hoped he didn't."

Hoity Toity: "My apology, Soarin, but you must go to Shining Armor's station for a while. I know he will be glad to see you again."

Soarin: "As you wish, sir."

Narrator: "Soarin trundled sadly away, while Discord smirked with triumph."

### A Close Shave for Soarin

Narrator: "Soarin the Wonderbolt Pony puffed sadly to Shining Armor's Station."

Soarin: "It's not fair!"

Narrator: "He complained."

Soarin: "Discord has been telling lies about me which made Hoity Toity and all the animals think I'm horrid."

Narrator: "Shining Armor smiled."

Shining Armor: "I know you aren't, and so does Hoity Toity. You wait and see. Why don't you help me with these changelings?"

Narrator: "Soarin felt happier with Shining Armor, and set to work at once.

The changelings were silly, heavy, and noisy. The two ponies had to work hard, pushing and pulling them all afternoon. At last, they reached the top of the hill."

Soarin: "Goodbye!"

Narrator: "Whistled Soarin, and rolled gently over the crossing to the other line.

Soarin loved coasting down the hill, running easily with the wind whistling past. Suddenly, it was a conductor's warning whistle!"

Changelings: "Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!"

Narrator: "Laughed the changelings."

Changelings: "We've broken away! We've broken away! Chase him! Bump him! Throw him off the road!"

Narrator: "They yelled."

Soarin's Driver: "Hurry, Soarin, Hurry!"

Narrator: "Said the driver. They raced through Shining Armor's station, but the changelings were catching up."

Soarin's Driver: "As fast as we can, then they'll catch us gradually!"

Narrator: "The driver was gaining control."

Soarin's Driver: "Another clear mile, and we'll do this!"

Soarin: "Oh, glory, look at that!"

Narrator: "Cranky was just pulling out on their line from the station ahead. Any minute now, there could be a crash!

Soarin's Driver: "It's up to you now, Soarin!"

Narrator: "Cried the driver.

Soarin put every ounce of weight and strength against the changelings."

Soarin: "It's too late!"

Narrator: "Soarin sproaned, and shut his eyes. He veered into a siding where Barber Groomsby set up shop. He was shaving a customer."

(CRASH!)

"The silly changelings had knocked their conductor down, and left him far behind after he had whistled a warning.

But the changelings didn't care. They were feeling very pleased with themselves."

Soarin: "Beg pardon, sir."

Narrator: "Gasped Soarin."

Soarin: "Excuse my intrusion."

Barber Groomsby: "No, I won't!"

Narrator: "Said Barber Groomsby."

Barber Groomsby: "You've frightened my customers! I'll teach you!"

Narrator: "And he lathered cream all over Soarin's face. Poor Soarin.

Spike was helping to pull the changelings away, when Hoity Toity arrived."

Barber Groomsby: "I do not like ponies popping through my walls!"

Narrator: "Fumed Barber Groomsby."

Hoity Toity: "I appreciate your feelings,"

Narrator: "Said Hoity Toity."

Hoity Toity: "But you must know that this pony and his crew have prevented a very serious accident. It was a very close, um, shave."

Barber Groomsby: "Oh."

Narrator: "Said Barber Groomsby."

Barber Groomsby: "Oh. Excuse me."

Narrator: "He filled a basin of water to wash Soarin's face."

Barber Groomsby: "I'm sorry. I didn't know you were being a brave pony."

Soarin: "That's all right, sir. I didn't know that, either."

Hoity Toity: "You were very brave, indeed."

Narrator: "Said Hoity Toity."

Hoity Toity: "I'm proud of you."

Narrator: "Hoity Toity watched the rescue operation, then he had more news for Soarin."

Hoity Toity: "And when you are properly washed and healed, you are coming home."

Soarin: "Home, sir? Do you mean the yard?"

Hoity Toity: "Of course."

Soarin: "But sir, they don't like me. They like Discord."

Hoity Toity: "Not now. I never believed Discord, so I sent him packing. The animals are sorry and want you back."

Narrator: "A few days later, when he came home, here was a really rousing welcome for Soarin the Wonderbolt Pony."

### Big Macintosh Takes a Dip

Narrator: "Big Macintosh was resting in a siding."

Big Macintosh: "Sometimes,"

Narrator: "He thought."

Big Macintosh: "It's very tiring to be such a large and splendid horse. One does have to keep up appearances for some reasom."

Filthy Rich: "Peep, peep, peep, peep! Hello, lazybones!"

Narrator: "Whistled Filthy Rich."

Big Macintosh: "What cheek!"

Narrator: "Spluttered Big Mac."

Big Macintosh: "That Filthy Rich is too big for his hooves. Fancy speaking to me like that. Me, who has never had an accident."

Pipsqueak: "Aren't jammed whistles and pulled muscles accidents?"

Narrator: "Asked Pipsqueak innocently."

Big Macintosh: "No, indeed. High spirits, might happen to any animal. But to come off the path like Filthy Rich did, well I ask you. Is it right? Is it decent?"

Narrator: "Then it was Filthy Rich's turned to take the express. Big Mac watched him getting ready."

Big Macintosh: "Be careful, Filthy Rich. You're not pulling the Flying Kipper now. Mind you keep on the path today."

Narrator: "Filthy Rich went off in a huff, and Big Mac yawned and went to sleep. But not for long."

Big Macintosh's Driver: "Wake up, Big Mac."

Narrator: "Said his driver."

Big Macintosh's Driver: "A special load's coming and we're to take it."

Big Macintosh: "Is it buffaloes or changelings?"

Big Macintosh's Driver: "Changelings."

Narrator: "Said his driver."

Big Macintosh: "Changelings?"

Narrator: "Said Big Mac."

Big Macintosh: "Pooh!"

Narrator: "Big Mac's body was slow to start. So Shining Armor helped Big Mac to the turntable to get him facing the right way."

Big Macintosh: "I won't go, I won't go!"

Narrator: "Grumbled Big Mac."

Shining Armor: "Don't be silly, don't be silly."

Narrator: "Puffed Shining Armor.

At last, Big Mac was on the turntable. Shining Armor was unhooked and reversed away. The movement had shaken his body. It was now moving nicely.

Big Mac was cross and didn't care what he did. He waited till the table was half way around."

Big Macintosh: "I'll show them, I'll show them!"

Narrator: "He hissed.

He moved slowly forward to jam the table, but he couldn't stop himself and slid into a ditch."

Big Macintosh: "Oosh!"

Narrator: "He hissed."

Big Macintosh: "Get me out, get me out!"

Big Macintosh Driver and Fireman: "Not a hope."

Narrator: "Said his driver and fireman."

Big Macintosh's Driver and Fireman: "You're stuck you silly great horse. Don't you understand that?"

Narrator: "They telephoned Hoity Toity."

Hoity Toity: "So Big Mac didn't want to take the load and ran into a ditch?

What's that you say? The special's waiting? Tell Shining Armor to take it, please. And Big Mac? Oh, leave him where he is. We'll get him out later."

Narrator: "On the other side of the ditch, some little boys were chattering."

Boys: "Cool! Doesn't he look silly? They'll never get him out."

Narrator: "They began to sing."

Boys: "Silly Macintosh fell in a ditch, fell in a ditch, fell in a ditch! Silly Macintosh fell in a ditch, all on a Monday morning!"

Narrator: "Big Mac laid in the ditch all day long."

Big Macintosh: "Oh dear!"

Narrator: "He thought sadly."

Big Macintosh: "I shall never get out."

Narrator: "But that evening, they lifted Big Mac, and made a roll of sleepers under his hooves to keep him from the mud. Strong ropes were fastened to his back end, and Cranky and Filthy Rich, pulling hard, managed to bring him to safety.

Late that night, Big Mac crawled home, a sadder and wiser horse."

### Down the Mine

Narrator: "One day, Spike was at the junction, when Big Macintosh shuffled in with some changelings."

Spike: "Phew!"

Narrator: "Remarked Spike."

Spike: "What a funny smell.

Can you smell a smell?"

Apple Bloom: "I can't smell a smell."

Narrator: "Said Apple Bloom."

Spike: "A funny, musty sort of smell."

Narrator: "Replied Spike."

Big Macintosh: "No one noticed it till' you did."

Narrator: "Grunted Big Mac."

Big Macintosh: "It must be yours."

Narrator: "Not long ago, he had fallen in a dirty ditch. Spike enjoyed teasing him about it."

Spike: "Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, do you know what I think it is? It's ditch water."

Narrator: "Before Big Mac could answer, Spike puffed away.

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle could hardly believe their ears."

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle: "He's dreadfully rude, I feel quite ashamed. I feel quite ashamed, he's dreadfully rude."

Narrator: "And to Spike, they said,"

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle: "You mustn't be rude, you make us ashamed."

Narrator: "But Spike didn't care a bit."

Spike: "That was funny. That was funny."

Narrator: "He chuckled. He felt very pleased with himself.

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle were deeply shocked. They had great respect for Big Macintosh the Horse.

Spike left the fillies at the station, and went off to a mine for some changelings.

Long ago, miners digging for lead were making tunnels under the ground. Their rooves are strong enough to hold up changelings, but not the weight of animals. A large notice warns them that they shouldn't enter the area.

Danger! Animals must not pass this board."

Spike: "Silly old board."

Narrator: "Thought Spike.

He had often tried to pass it, but had never succeeded, but this morning, he made a plan.

The fireman went to throw the switch."

Spike: "Now for my plan."

Narrator: "Thought Spike.

Bumping the changelings fiercely, he judged his driver off the footplate and followed them into the siding."

Spike's Driver: "Come back!"

Narrator: "Yelled his driver."

Spike: "Fire and smoke!"

Narrator: "Said Spike."

Spike: "I'm sunk!"

Narrator: "And he was."

Spike: "Oh, dear."

Narrator: "He said."

Spike: "I am a silly dragon."

Hoity Toity: "And a very naughty one, too. I saw you!"

Narrator: "Said Hoity Toity."

Spike: "Please get me out, I won't do it ever again!"

Hoity Toity: "I'm not sure. We can't lift you out with a crane. The ground's not firm enough.

Hmmm. Let me see. I wonder if maybe Big Mac could pull you out."

Spike: "Yes, sir."

Narrator: "Said Spike, but he didn't want to meet Big Mac just yet."

Big Macintosh: "Down a mine, is he? Ha, ha, ha!"

Narrator: "Laughed Big Mac."

Big Macintosh: "What a joke!

All right, Little Spike, we'll have you out in a couple of puffs!"

Narrator: "Strong cables were fastened between the two animals."

Hoity Toity: "Are you ready?

Heave!"

Narrator: "It was a lot harder than they all thought, but at last, Spike was free.

Spike: "I'm sorry I was cheeky."

Narrator: "Said Spike."

Big Macintosh: "That's alright, Spike. You made me laugh."

Narrator: "Replied Big Macintosh."

Big Macintosh: "I'm in disgracefulness."

Spike: "So am I."

Narrator: "Said Spike."

Big Macintosh: "Why so you are, Spike. Shall we form an alliance? You help me, and I'll help you."

Spike: "Right you are!"

Narrator: "Agreed Spike."

Big Macintosh: "Good, that's settled."

Narrator: "Rumbled Big Mac.

And hoof to hoof, the allies puffed home."

### The Runaway

Narrator: "Spike the Dragon was ill. Workmen had tried to make him better, but it was no good."

Hoity Toity: "Shining Armor must take you to the works."

Narrator: "Said Hoity Toity.

Spike felt very miserable.

Then, Hoity Toity spoke to Soarin."

Hoity Toity: "I want you to help Pipsqueak and Braeburn while Spike is away."

Narrator: "Soarin was delighted.

He already knew Pipsqueak, and soon made friends with Braeburn and Angel. Featherweight the Pegasus gave him a big welcome too."

Featherweight: "Take care of Spike's fillies."

Narrator: "He replied."

Featherweight: "He's sure to miss them while he's away."

Narrator: "Soarin was very gently with the fillies. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle were very impressed."

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle: "Such nice manners."

Narrator: "They told each other."

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle: "It really is a pleasure to go out with him."

Narrator: "When Spike came back, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle told him how well Soarin had managed. Spike was so glad to be home that he soon forgot to be jealous.

The works had left Spike's feet very stiff. It made his feet seem as if they weren't moving, when in fact they were.

As a result, he and his fillies often over ran the platform. Spike found this most embarrassing.

Gradually, his driver and fireman learned to be extra careful. But one day, Spike's fireman was ill and a relief man took his place.

The fireman had tied the ropes, and joined the driver and stationmaster on the platform to wait for Filthy Rich's passengers. The fireman had forgotten all about Spike's feet. Spike simmered happily."

Spike: "Not that long now."

Narrator: "He thought, as he saw Filthy Rich slowly approaching.

But then, Spike felt his feet begin to move. He tried to stop, but without his driver and fireman, he couldn't. He tried to whistle a warning, but he couldn't do that either. The conductor, driver, fireman and passengers were all stranded on the platform."

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle: "Stop, stop!"

Narrator: "Shrieked Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. But Spike, with plenty of energy, kept on going. The alarm went off down the road."

Signalman: "Stop the runaway!"

Narrator: "There, ready for action, was Owlowiscious the Owl. The inspector had made a plan, and together they took off into the sky.

At last, Spike was tiring."

Spike: "I need to stop, I need to stop."

Narrator: "He panted wearily.

As they neared the next station, Spike saw Owlowiscious land.

They entered the platform slowly enough for the inspector to act. Judging his moment, the inspector jumped on Spike and stopped him.

At last, Spike stopped. Both he and the inspector were very relief. Then they thanked Owlowiscious."

Owlowiscious: "Thank nothing of it."

Narrator: "Whirled Owlowiscious."

Owlowiscious: "Glad to be of service anytime."

Inspector: "Phew!"

Narrator: "Remarked the inspector."

Inspector: "We must never let this happen again, Spike."

Narrator: "Wearily, Spike agreed with him."