Warning: I apologize for not being on here yesterday. Too many artigos have been posted between this one, and the anterior part. To read part one, go here: link
Pete was waiting at Cheyenne for the new engines. He didn't know that Hawkeye got derailed, and was in need of help.
Pete: Where is he? Pierce should be here por now!
Gordon: He's probably slacking off. You know how much he likes to do that.
Stylo: He doesn't slack off, that's your job.
Gordon: I do my work!
Pete: Hey, enough arguing. It's not getting us anywhere. Now, what do you think happened?
Stylo: I believe he got his train derailed. He needs our help quickly.
Pete: Alright, you get the cranes, and I'll tell Percy, and Jeff to go inspect the tracks.
Stylo: Right.
Meanwhile at the house Hawkeye was at.
Hawkeye: So, you two kids live with your dad, and grandfather?
Michael: Yes. What's your name?
Hawkeye: Pierce Hawkins, but my friends call me Hawkeye.
Debbie: It's nice to meet you Pierce.
Michael: Are we your friends?
Hawkeye: Sure. You two seem like nice little ponies. What do you two like to do?
Michael: I play ball with my dad, but when he can't play with me, I play basquetebol, basquete por myself.
Debbie: I jump rope, and sometimes draw chalk on our driveway.
Hawkeye: That sounds nice. I think while I'm waiting for the power to come back, I'll play with you two for a while.
Michael: What about the stitches our dad put in you?
Hawkeye: They'll be fine. He said as long as nothing hits it, like a basketball, it should be alright.
Michael: Okay.
So Hawkeye, and the little ponies went out to play.
Debbie: *Drawing princess Celestia on sidewalk with chalk*
Hawkeye: *Drawing a star, and then looks at his derailed train*
Debbie: *Sees derailed train* When are they going to get your train back on the tracks?
Hawkeye: I'm not sure. I just hope that they get it back on the tracks soon.
Michael: *Throwing basquetebol, basquete at basquetebol, basquete hoop*
Dad: *Arrives* Michael, you look like you're getting better.
Michael: Hawkeye taught me how to throw the ball towards the square on the backboard. As long as you hit it, the ball will go through the hoop.
Dad: Who's Hawkeye?
Hawkeye: Oh, that's me. I'm drawing chalk with Debbie. Just look at her drawing of Princess Celestia. It looks really nice, doesn't it?
Dad: *Sees drawing* That is really nice. Good work Debra.
Debbie: Thanks daddy.
Dad: *Sees derailed train* There's a lot of locomotives, and no rolling stock.
Debbie: Rolling stock?
Hawkeye: That's what some ponies call the cars that an engine pulls. There's a lot of cars for trains. Passenger cars, box cars, flat cars, tank cars, all kinds of cars. You can put a lot of things in a train, and all those cars are built for certain things to be put in.
Michael: oi Dad, do you, and Hawkeye wanna play baseball with me?
Dad: Sure, I don't see why not.
Hawkeye: I'll play. Do you wanna play with us Debbie?
Debbie: Oh, I don't really play baseball.
Hawkeye: Ah, that's okay. I'm sure you can do really good on my team.
Electric Pony: *Arrives* Sir?
Dad: Yes?
Electric Pony: Power lines are back up. *Looks at Hawkeye* You can make that call you were trying to make.
Hawkeye: Thank you. Sorry kids, but it looks like I have to get back to work.
2 B continued
Pete was waiting at Cheyenne for the new engines. He didn't know that Hawkeye got derailed, and was in need of help.
Pete: Where is he? Pierce should be here por now!
Gordon: He's probably slacking off. You know how much he likes to do that.
Stylo: He doesn't slack off, that's your job.
Gordon: I do my work!
Pete: Hey, enough arguing. It's not getting us anywhere. Now, what do you think happened?
Stylo: I believe he got his train derailed. He needs our help quickly.
Pete: Alright, you get the cranes, and I'll tell Percy, and Jeff to go inspect the tracks.
Stylo: Right.
Meanwhile at the house Hawkeye was at.
Hawkeye: So, you two kids live with your dad, and grandfather?
Michael: Yes. What's your name?
Hawkeye: Pierce Hawkins, but my friends call me Hawkeye.
Debbie: It's nice to meet you Pierce.
Michael: Are we your friends?
Hawkeye: Sure. You two seem like nice little ponies. What do you two like to do?
Michael: I play ball with my dad, but when he can't play with me, I play basquetebol, basquete por myself.
Debbie: I jump rope, and sometimes draw chalk on our driveway.
Hawkeye: That sounds nice. I think while I'm waiting for the power to come back, I'll play with you two for a while.
Michael: What about the stitches our dad put in you?
Hawkeye: They'll be fine. He said as long as nothing hits it, like a basketball, it should be alright.
Michael: Okay.
So Hawkeye, and the little ponies went out to play.
Debbie: *Drawing princess Celestia on sidewalk with chalk*
Hawkeye: *Drawing a star, and then looks at his derailed train*
Debbie: *Sees derailed train* When are they going to get your train back on the tracks?
Hawkeye: I'm not sure. I just hope that they get it back on the tracks soon.
Michael: *Throwing basquetebol, basquete at basquetebol, basquete hoop*
Dad: *Arrives* Michael, you look like you're getting better.
Michael: Hawkeye taught me how to throw the ball towards the square on the backboard. As long as you hit it, the ball will go through the hoop.
Dad: Who's Hawkeye?
Hawkeye: Oh, that's me. I'm drawing chalk with Debbie. Just look at her drawing of Princess Celestia. It looks really nice, doesn't it?
Dad: *Sees drawing* That is really nice. Good work Debra.
Debbie: Thanks daddy.
Dad: *Sees derailed train* There's a lot of locomotives, and no rolling stock.
Debbie: Rolling stock?
Hawkeye: That's what some ponies call the cars that an engine pulls. There's a lot of cars for trains. Passenger cars, box cars, flat cars, tank cars, all kinds of cars. You can put a lot of things in a train, and all those cars are built for certain things to be put in.
Michael: oi Dad, do you, and Hawkeye wanna play baseball with me?
Dad: Sure, I don't see why not.
Hawkeye: I'll play. Do you wanna play with us Debbie?
Debbie: Oh, I don't really play baseball.
Hawkeye: Ah, that's okay. I'm sure you can do really good on my team.
Electric Pony: *Arrives* Sir?
Dad: Yes?
Electric Pony: Power lines are back up. *Looks at Hawkeye* You can make that call you were trying to make.
Hawkeye: Thank you. Sorry kids, but it looks like I have to get back to work.
2 B continued
