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Toby the Tram Engine - Oaken Rizz
Discussed in a Discord server not 15 minutes ago . . .
Toby: "I can't helping being so good-looking! I was there when Jesus fed the five thousand!!"
Thomas: "That- . . . How does that even relate?"
Toby: "I'm not saying he liked me more Thomas, I'm just saying he fed me a bit more than the rest that day." *Trundles away.*
Thomas: *Speechless.*
Later that same day . . .
Percy: *Not five minutes after arriving at Ffarquhar sheds with the mail.* "Henrietta told me that Toby is a 10, but I thought he was a Tram & number 7?"
Thomas and Daisy: *Choke on their drinks and splutter helplessly.*
Daisy: *Recovers and clears her Throat.* "My dear Percy, that TOBY is a 5 at MOST.
Henrietta: *In the Carriage shed next to Daisy.* "My Toby is absolutely a ten, you motorized trollop!!"
Daisy: *Is offended and gasps in Highly Sprung.* "EXCUSE ME?!"
Thomas: *Finally recovers from his coughing fit to pacify the others.* "That's because Henrietta is Toby's wife, Percy. Of course, she exaggerating."
Henrietta: *Gives Thomas a dry, unimpressed look.* "Not when you're around, box-top."
Thomas: *Blinks like he's been slapped.* "Eh-?"
Henrietta: *Smugly.* "If you'd heard half the things Annie and Clarabel have told me about My Toby, that I already know, mind you, you'd wonder why they still travel with you at all."
Thomas: *Is offended in Little Engine.* "OYY!!"
Percy: *Perplexed and tilts his face like a puppy.* "What's a . . . wife?"
Thomas: *Recovers again.* "Ugh . . ." *Thinking 'I need another drink . . .'*