The seguinte morning, Hawkeye, and Gordon went to the station early, to hear mais of Pete's story.
Pete: Alright, where was I? Oh yesh. It was 1935, five days before Hearts and Hooves day, when my boss told wanted me to do something no engineer could do before.
February 9, 1935
Pete: Uh, Kevin? I mean sir? What is my consist for today?
Kevin: You are to get a train that is 90,000 pounds worth of oil up Sherman Hill, with a 9000 class engine.
Pete: Sir, the rails are slippery. I can't get a 90,000 pound train up there.
Kevin: Yeah, well some ponies said I couldn't wear sunglasses during a snowstorm, but here I am.
Pete: Why are you wearing sunglas-
Kevin: Don't you pergunta me! I have a horn, and wings!!
Pete: Yeah, I can see that. *goes to servicing facility*
As I got to the facility, I had to look for No. 9011. That was the engine I would use to get my train up the hill, but it wasn't there.
During the mid thirties, when Percy was a colt, his father worked on the line. Percy wouldn't start working for the Union Pacific until 1943, while Jeff started in '45.
Hawkeye: What was Percy's dad's name?
Pete: It was Danny, but he liked being called Dan. If you called him Danny, he would be very mad. He has, tourettes.
Pete: Mornin' Danny.
Dan: Faggot!
Pete: Great to see you too.
Dan: I'd like to see you walk a mile, in my shit!
Pete: I'd definetely like to do that.
U.P engineer: *brings engine to servicing facility*
Pete: *sees number* 9011. That's my locomotive.
Dan: *servicing engine* Tonight, on unsolved mysteries! Find out who gives a shit about Bigfoot!
Pete: *rolls eyes*
Dan: UPDATE!! Apparently no one gives a shit about him, so fuck it. *oils drive rods*
Pete: You know a lot
Dan: UPDATE!! Last night, somepony roubou $50 from my home. It was either Pete Reimer, or Princess Luna!
Pete: She's in the moon, and doesn't come back for another 80 years or so!
Dan: Fuck you! Drive your engine, it's finished.
So I did. After dealing with the "Tourettes pony" I went to the yard to pick up my train. It was sixty tank cars, and a caboose.
Pete: *couples engine to train*
U.P. Conductor: *doing hoof signals*
Pete: He wants me to put the brakes on *does hoof signal, and puts on brakes*
Kevin: *climbs into cab*
Pete: Sir, what are you doing?
Kevin: I'm going to create history. I found out you're going to be the very first engineer to get a 90,000 pound train up Sherman hill.
Pete: Yeah I wonder why.
Kevin: The signal is green. Time to go.
Pete: Yup. Here we go *blows whistle*
The rails were slippery, but we didn't have any wheel spin when we left the yard. However, I was a little worried for when we would get to Sherman Hill
2 B continued
Pete: Alright, where was I? Oh yesh. It was 1935, five days before Hearts and Hooves day, when my boss told wanted me to do something no engineer could do before.
February 9, 1935
Pete: Uh, Kevin? I mean sir? What is my consist for today?
Kevin: You are to get a train that is 90,000 pounds worth of oil up Sherman Hill, with a 9000 class engine.
Pete: Sir, the rails are slippery. I can't get a 90,000 pound train up there.
Kevin: Yeah, well some ponies said I couldn't wear sunglasses during a snowstorm, but here I am.
Pete: Why are you wearing sunglas-
Kevin: Don't you pergunta me! I have a horn, and wings!!
Pete: Yeah, I can see that. *goes to servicing facility*
As I got to the facility, I had to look for No. 9011. That was the engine I would use to get my train up the hill, but it wasn't there.
During the mid thirties, when Percy was a colt, his father worked on the line. Percy wouldn't start working for the Union Pacific until 1943, while Jeff started in '45.
Hawkeye: What was Percy's dad's name?
Pete: It was Danny, but he liked being called Dan. If you called him Danny, he would be very mad. He has, tourettes.
Pete: Mornin' Danny.
Dan: Faggot!
Pete: Great to see you too.
Dan: I'd like to see you walk a mile, in my shit!
Pete: I'd definetely like to do that.
U.P engineer: *brings engine to servicing facility*
Pete: *sees number* 9011. That's my locomotive.
Dan: *servicing engine* Tonight, on unsolved mysteries! Find out who gives a shit about Bigfoot!
Pete: *rolls eyes*
Dan: UPDATE!! Apparently no one gives a shit about him, so fuck it. *oils drive rods*
Pete: You know a lot
Dan: UPDATE!! Last night, somepony roubou $50 from my home. It was either Pete Reimer, or Princess Luna!
Pete: She's in the moon, and doesn't come back for another 80 years or so!
Dan: Fuck you! Drive your engine, it's finished.
So I did. After dealing with the "Tourettes pony" I went to the yard to pick up my train. It was sixty tank cars, and a caboose.
Pete: *couples engine to train*
U.P. Conductor: *doing hoof signals*
Pete: He wants me to put the brakes on *does hoof signal, and puts on brakes*
Kevin: *climbs into cab*
Pete: Sir, what are you doing?
Kevin: I'm going to create history. I found out you're going to be the very first engineer to get a 90,000 pound train up Sherman hill.
Pete: Yeah I wonder why.
Kevin: The signal is green. Time to go.
Pete: Yup. Here we go *blows whistle*
The rails were slippery, but we didn't have any wheel spin when we left the yard. However, I was a little worried for when we would get to Sherman Hill
2 B continued
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