|Tankers of Doom|
|Season 1, Episode 3|
|Air date||December 3rd, 2016|
Percy's Oil Spill
Old and Wise
Tankers of Doom is the third episode of the first season.
It was a foggy day on the Island of Sodor and Thomas was helping Salty at Brendam Docks. Salty had lots of stories to tell to Thomas.
"Yah Thomas! Would you like to hear a 'Salty' story?" Salty asked.
"Yes please Salty." said Thomas.
"Oh, not another story!" grumbled Cranky. "Do you think I'm going to listen to some bugs talking about tales of the sea again?"
"No need to be rude me hearty." Salty remarked. "Anyway, let's begin shall we?" said Salty. "Once upon a time. A long, long time ago, an engine was pulling some tankers, they were called the "Tankers of Doom".
"The tankers of doom?!" exclaimed Thomas.
"Yah yes matey, the tankers of doom. But one day as he was pulling the tankers, the tankers of doom started pushing the engine along the line, the engine tried to apply his brakes, but the tankers of doom were too strong for him and then up ahead was a set of buffers which led to a high cliff, and the tankers of doom pushed the engine right through the buffers and off the cliff, he landed into a ravine, and he was never found again." The docks were surrounded with silence.
"Huh!" snorted Cranky who broke the silence. "That's just one of Salty's tedious tales ever!"
"Oh my!" Thomas gasped. "The tankers of doom sound very horrifying!" the blue E2 puffed, feeling quite agitated.
"You'll hear the rattling of wheels on the tracks." said Salty.
Thomas gasped even more.
"Don't listen to him Thomas!" Cranky called. "Salty's just trying to scare you." the dockside crane remarked.
"I am not Cranky!" Salty retorted. "This is real!"
"Real? Huh! Of course it is!" Cranky said sarcastically, "...not!"
Thomas was now worried, he hoped that he wouldn't run into the tankers of doom. "I have to deliver these flatbeds of pipes to the shunting yards. I'll see you later Salty." Thomas hooted.
"Yah, see you later me hearty!" called Salty. "And watch out for the tankers of doom." he called, Cranky just simply sighed.
Thomas arrived at the shunting yards with his trucks. "Henry!" he said as he pulled in.
"Hello Thomas." Henry replied. "What's wrong, you don't seem happy?" the big green engine asked, puzzled.
"Oh Henry. Salty told me a story about the 'Tankers of Doom!'" Thomas explained.
"The tankers of doom?!" exclaimed Henry. "What are they?"
"Salty said that they're tankers that push engines off cliffs." Thomas told him.
Henry suddenly froze. "I-is that true?" he stammered.
"Well, after hearing Salty's story, I'd say... yes." Thomas sighed.
Henry shivered a little. "Ohh..." he groaned.
Emily overheard the conversation. "Nonsense!" she puffed. "I'm sure Salty is just making this story up."
"I don't think he was, Emily." said Thomas. "He was saying sorts of stuff, like-"
"I heard you talking about everything." she said. "I'm sure Salty was just making that story up." Emily chuffed confidently. "Anyway, there must be a perfectly sensible explanation. Like I said at the time Salty told you about the "Flatbeds of Fear."
"Don't remind me of that," quivered Henry. "I also hope you're right." the LMS Stanier muttered. "I have to take these flatbeds of logs to my forest." Henry said. "Do you think I'll be alright?"
"I don't know Henry." wheeshed Thomas.
"Of course you will Henry." said Emily. "Just be brave and stop being so scared, there's nothing to worry about."
"Alright, Emily." Henry said quietly. "I'll do it!" and he puffed away into the fog. Thomas was now very worried about Henry. After overhearing all this, Emily had a slight feeling that the tankers of doom did exist.
Henry was puffing through the misty countryside. He looked around him. "No tankers of doom here and no tankers of doom there." he chuffed nervously.
"Oh, hello Henry." came Stanley's voice.
Henry wimpered a little. "Who was that?" he thought, he looked and saw Stanley, Henry was glad. "Oh, hello Stanley." said Henry, feeling a bit silly.
"Hello Henry." Stanley replied back, but then he gasped when he saw the milk tankers he was pulling. "Stanley!" Henry cried out.
Stanley stopped and applied his brakes. "What's wrong Henry?" he asked who was very confused.
"Uncouple from those tankers, they're the tankers of doom!" Henry cried.
Stanley was so confused "Tankers of doom. But-"
"Salty said that the tankers of doom pushed an engine off a cliff once." said Henry.
Stanley was now very confused. "Henry, I have no idea what you're talking about." the Hudswell Clarke hybrid said.
"The tankers you're pulling." Henry said again.
Stanley chuckled, "Oh Henry, there milk tankers, I'm taking them to the dairy." he said.
Henry was confused. "Milk tankers? Dairy?!" he asked, puzzled.
"Yes." Stanley chuckled. "Milk tankers!"
"Oh." Henry felt a little embarrassed of what he had thought were the "Tankers of Doom", he chuckled sheepishly and he chuffed away.
Henry was still looking around for tankers and as he passed through the Sodor Cream Factory, he saw three cream tankers there. "Oh no!" Henry cried. "It's the tankers of..." as Henry could finish. He saw Sidney backing onto them.
"Wait a minute, where was I suppose to take these?" he thought to himself, then he saw Henry. "Ah, Henry, do you know where I'm supposed to take these tankers?" the forgetful diesel asked.
Henry knew where they had to go. "Those tankers need to go to Mr. Jolly's Chocolate Factory." he said. "Ah, thank you Henry." said Sidney as he oiled away.
"You're welcome." Henry replied. But he also felt a little embarrassed of what he thought were the tankers of doom. He then puffed away.
Henry hadn't seen no sign of the tankers of doom at all. "Maybe Emily was right, maybe Salty was just making this story up." he thought. But then, as he was approaching Wellsworth, he heard the rattling of wheels on the track. There was no engine around. "W-What was that?" Henry stuttered as he eyed around the yard by the station, he saw two tankers moving by themselves. Henry gasped in horror. "There they are, the "Tankers of Doom!" Henry whistled and raced away quickly. But really, the wind was blowing the tankers which was making them move about on their own.
Meanwhile at the shunting yards, Thomas and Emily were shunting trucks when Henry came racing in.
"Henry!" exclaimed Thomas. "What's wrong with you? You look like if you've seen a ghost."
"Oh, Thomas," Henry cried in alarm. "It's worst then that, you'll never believe what I just saw down at Wellsworth."
"What is it Henry?" Thomas asked.
"I saw... the 'Tankers of Doom!'" Henry blasted out. "I heard their rattling on the rails." he said.
Thomas gasped, "So Salty was right, the tankers of doom are real!"
"Nonsense!" huffed Emily. "Like I said before, I'm sure there's a perfectly sensible explanation."
"I hope you're right Emily." said Henry, as Henry was uncoupled from the flatbeds of logs, too scared to puff anywhere. Emily was coupled up to them.
"Right!" said Emily, "Let's take these flatbeds of logs to Henry's Forest." and she chuffed away.
"Be careful Emily." warned Henry.
"I will." the Stirling Single called as she chuffed away, but she was worrying a little.
As Emily was puffing through the mist. She looked around to see if there were any tankers around. "No tankers there and no tankers over there. I was probably right, there must have been a perfectly sensible explanation." Emily said to herself. But then, as she passed through Wellsworth, she heard the rattling of wheels on the tracks. There were no engines about, her boiler ran cold.
"W-What was that?" she stuttered, she saw the tankers in the yard beside the station moving on their own. Emily gasped in horror. "Oh my! The tankers of doom are real!" she cried. Emily raced through the station as first as she could, but as she rounded the sharp bend, there was trouble, the logs tumbled off the flatbeds and onto the track. Emily felt bad about what she had done. "Oh!"
Rocky had to be called to clean up the mess. Emily thought to herself. "I can't believe that I actually saw the tankers of doom." she said, the logs were soon loaded back onto the flatbeds and Emily puffed away to finish her job.
Later on, Thomas puffed into the docks to collect some pipes and take them to Vicarstown.
"Have you loaded the pipes yet Cranky?" asked Thomas.
"Just be patient please Thomas." huffed Cranky.
Then Salty rolled in. "Hello Thomas." he said, "Have you seen the tankers of doom yet?"
"I haven't." Thomas said. "But I heard Henry seen some tankers moving in the yards at Wellsworth on their own." he puffed.
"Yah! You've guessed the mystery matey." Salty chugged.
"Really?" asked Thomas. "What mystery?"
"The tankers of doom were really the wind blowing the tankers in the yard at Wellsworth making them move on their own, that's why you could hear the sound of rattling on the rails." Salty explained.
Thomas was surprised, he stayed silent for a moment and he spoke up. "R-Really?" he asked.
"Yes, of course, matey!" Salty chuckled.
"Oh." Thomas was glad that the tankers of doom weren't real. "So that was why the tankers moved on their own." he puffed.
"Yah! That is right me hearty." Salty chugged.
"I told you that this story was just a tedious tale of Salty's." groaned Cranky.
"Yah Ha Ha Ha, but a lot of engines like scary stories, though, they might think they're scary, but they still like listening to them." Salty remarked.
That night, Emily returned to Tidmouth Sheds, she felt very weary.
"Oh Thomas." she said as she chuffed into her berth. "You'll never believe what I seen." she puffed. "I saw the 'Tankers of Doom!'" she cried out.
Thomas laughed. "Oh Emily, you were right when you said that there was a perfectly sensible explanation." "Really?" Emily asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes you were." wheeshed Henry. "The tankers you saw at Wellsworth were really the wind blowing on them to make them look as if they were moving all by themselves." said Thomas.
"Oh!" Emily gasped, "Well, I do feel a little bad about what I thought were the tankers of doom."
"Well!" said Thomas. "The mystery has been solved, we all feel a bit guilty." the blue E2 added.
Emily was glad that the tankers of doom weren't real after all.
But Salty however would keep telling the other engines about the Tankers of Doom.
"And then the Tankers of Doom pushed the engine off the cliff and he was never seen again."
"Oh," Bill cried.
"That does sound scary." whispered Ben.
"Oh Salty." snorted Emily as she chuffed in, everyone laughed, but as they weren't looking, the tankers of doom rolled away from the docks and into the mist.
- Bill and Ben
- Rocky (does not speak)
- Edward (cameo)
- Gordon (cameo)
- James (cameo)
- Percy (cameo)
- Geoffrey (cameo)
- Charlie (cameo)
- BoCo (cameo)
- Stafford (cameo)
- Brendam Docks
- Knapford Yards
- Sodor Cream Factory
- Tidmouth Sheds
- Henry's Forest (mentioned)
- Sodor Dairy (mentioned)
- Mr. Jolly's Chocolate Factory (mentioned)
- Vicarstown (mentioned)
- A reference to the eighteenth season episode Flatbeds of Fear is made.
- This is the first episode of The Adventures on Sodor not to feature The Fat Controller.