Date: July 26, 1959
Location: Cheyenne, Wyoming. The train yard
Time: 7:31 AM
Railroad: Union Pacific

Hawkeye was driving a switcher that was pushing a coach, and a caboose.

Stylo: *Watching Hawkeye push the coach, and caboose towards a freight train* Almost there.
Hawkeye: *Going 1 mile an hour*
Stylo: Aaaand.
Hawkeye: *Gets coach, and caboose coupled up to train*
Stylo: You're good.
Hawkeye: Gordon's freight train is complete.
Stylo: Let's just hope no one tries to get on board the passenger car. All of the seats are occupied with boxes full of ketchup packets.
Gordon: *Walking to the trainyard*
Hawkeye: Perfect. Here he comes.
Stylo: I can't wait to see how he reacts to this.
Hawkeye: Leave it to me. *Walks to Gordon* Hi Gordon.
Gordon: Where do you think you're going?
Hawkeye: Towards you. I want to show you something.
Gordon: Alright.
Hawkeye: So let's say you have something to deliver on your freight train, but there isn't enough freight cars.
Gordon: That can't be good.
Hawkeye: We find a way to get all of the supplies onto your train without those missing freight cars. How would you react?
Gordon: I'd be pleased. After all, you're helping me get- *Sees a coach on his freight train, and points at it* THAT'S A PASSENGER CAR!!!
Hawkeye: Very good Gordon. *To Stylo* I thought he'd never get it right.
Stylo: I thought it was a flatcar with a big red dog on it.
Gordon: Why is that passenger car on my train?
Hawkeye: We had to put the extra boxes of ketchup somewhere.
Stylo: The caboose wasn't an option.
Hawkeye: The conductor needs a place to sleep at night.
Gordon: Oh you.... You-
Hawkeye: Who are you calling a you you?
Stylo: All of the seats on the passenger car are occupied with the boxes of ketchup you had to get on your train, so thank us.
Gordon: No. *Walks to his locomotive* assholes.

Meanwhile, Percy was at Pete's office.

Percy: Do you know anypony por the name of Brett Dunnegan?
Pete: No I don't. Why?
Percy: He's my best friend. We've known each other for over twenty years. Check this out. *Grabs keys to Brett's car*
Pete: They're car keys. So what?
Percy: Brett gave them to me. He said he wanted me to take care of his car while he was away.
Pete: That's nice.
Percy: I want to find out where it is so I'll know where to go after work.
Pete: Mind if I go with you?
Percy: Not at all sir.

They both walked out of the station, and saw a light blue Chevy with the license plate number L62-RR4

Pete: That certainly is a beauty.
Percy: Yes it is.

But then, a pónei, pônei holding a Tommygun ran past, and was shooting at two police ponies.

Percy: Ah!
Pete: Stay down. *Hides under the car with Percy*
Police Pony: *Aiming at the gangster, and shoots two bullets, but they hit Brett's car instead* Shit he got away.
Percy: *Comes out from under the car with Pete, then sees the two bullet holes in Brett's car* OH NO!!!
Pete: Who's the wise guy that shot this car?
Police Pony: I am sir, and I'm sorry.
Percy: I'm watching this car for a friend. What's he going to say when he finds out about this?!
Police Pony: I don't know. Bye. *Walks away*
Pete: If he was working on my railway, and did something reckless like that, I'd fogo him immediately.
Percy: Sir I don't think I have enough money to pay for this.
Pete: Relax, I'll help you out. *Gives Percy seven hundred dollars* And if there's any money left over, buy your friend a gift.
Percy: Alright, thanks. I better go get this car to a repair comprar right now.
Pete: Go ahead. *Walks away*
Percy: *Starts the car, and drives away*

Once Pete stepped into the train station, he saw Gordon looking at him with a disapproving frown.

Pete: What's the matter now?
Gordon: There's a situation in the train yard. Follow me.
Pete: Ugh.

2 B Continued