The Fat Controller commissions Thomas to gather the Christmas Tree. Thomas pleads to be able to sing carols this year again. The Fat Controller isn't sure if he wants to give Thomas that pleasure. He just gives the old, "We'll see" excuse.
Maybe if you being me back, Mrs. Claus....
Thomas collected the tree with no problem. But, we all know that can not last. On the way back, Thomas runs straight into a slow drift.
Daaaaaaaammnit!
Thomas begins to panic about being late and The Fat Controller relying on him. Thomas tried to get out but, doing so causes more snow to fall on him.
The other engines, back in civilization where beginning to get angry over Thomas being late. The Fat Controller interrupts saying that we assume Thomas is stuck or drinking egg nog. Donald and Douglas set off to rescue Thomas.
Spot the stolen faces.
The twins find a huge drift. The snow pile starts to scream, "Help!" One must assume it's Thomas. Donald and Douglas work to free Thomas.
Thomas had it coming.
Once out, the trio sets off to finish the trip. It was night time when they arrived. The Fat Controller and the other engines are waiting for them. The Fat Controller rewards the engines with letting them sing carols.
At the big station, everyone was gathered.
Even Diesel... that grinch.
The Fat Controller starts to MC it from behind a golden podium. He is interrupted by Harold hoovering above him. He brought Santa Claus. Show off!
I'm Harold and I need attention.
And we end with, Happy Christmas everyone!
Tomorrow I will be handing out awards for The Best Of Season 2.
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