Date: September 24, 1959
Location: Cheyenne, Wyoming
Time: 7:05 PM
Railroad: Union Pacific
Everyone was at Wilson's funeral. Well.. Almost everyone. Gordon didn't toon up, but there was still a lot of ponies there. Even some of the ponies from the Southern Pacific came to pay their respects.
When the funeral ended, Gordon finally arrived.
Pete: Where have u been?
Gordon: I came as fast as I could, but the police pulled me over three times.
Hawkeye: u should have been going slower.
Gordon: Hey, u flipped over one of our supply trucks while chasing the guy that killed Wilson. The cops didn't give a shit about that.
Pete: Alright, we get it. Go home.
Gordon: *Drives away*
volgende morning, Pete had some of his workers see him in his office.
Gordon: u wanted to see me?
Pete: Yes, I've been really thinking about this.
Gordon: About what?
Pete: Well, several of our engines have broken down, and thanks to some maniac, we don't have any parts to repair them. Since we're low on engines, we won't have many trains to run, so I decided to let u have a vacation.
Gordon: Thanks sir.
Pete: Where do u plan on going?
Gordon: Atlantic City. Won't do much gambling, because I want to see my sister.
Pete: Okay. Enjoy the vacation, and I'll see u volgende week.
Gordon: *Leaves the office*
Hawkeye: *Enters the office* Gordon looks very smug. Did he insult you?
Pete: Not at all. I gave him a vacation.
Hawkeye: Well, at least he won't be annoying anypony through this dark, tragic time on the Union Pacific.
Pete: It's not dark, nor is it tragic. It's just a big ammount of engines breaking down, not getting repaired due to a lack of engine parts. I decided to order some new engines, and I want u to pick them up at Denver.
Hawkeye: Okay, I'll go get them.
Pete: Be very careful. I want them here in one piece.
Hawkeye: They'll be here, they'll be here. *Leaves the office*
At the trainyard.
Hawkeye: *Climbing into an engine*
Stylo: *Sees Hawkeye* Driving a train?
Hawkeye: Nope. Picking up new engines for the railway.
Stylo: Alright, good luck.
Hawkeye: *Drives the engine while blowing the horn*
2 B Continued
Location: Cheyenne, Wyoming
Time: 7:05 PM
Railroad: Union Pacific
Everyone was at Wilson's funeral. Well.. Almost everyone. Gordon didn't toon up, but there was still a lot of ponies there. Even some of the ponies from the Southern Pacific came to pay their respects.
When the funeral ended, Gordon finally arrived.
Pete: Where have u been?
Gordon: I came as fast as I could, but the police pulled me over three times.
Hawkeye: u should have been going slower.
Gordon: Hey, u flipped over one of our supply trucks while chasing the guy that killed Wilson. The cops didn't give a shit about that.
Pete: Alright, we get it. Go home.
Gordon: *Drives away*
volgende morning, Pete had some of his workers see him in his office.
Gordon: u wanted to see me?
Pete: Yes, I've been really thinking about this.
Gordon: About what?
Pete: Well, several of our engines have broken down, and thanks to some maniac, we don't have any parts to repair them. Since we're low on engines, we won't have many trains to run, so I decided to let u have a vacation.
Gordon: Thanks sir.
Pete: Where do u plan on going?
Gordon: Atlantic City. Won't do much gambling, because I want to see my sister.
Pete: Okay. Enjoy the vacation, and I'll see u volgende week.
Gordon: *Leaves the office*
Hawkeye: *Enters the office* Gordon looks very smug. Did he insult you?
Pete: Not at all. I gave him a vacation.
Hawkeye: Well, at least he won't be annoying anypony through this dark, tragic time on the Union Pacific.
Pete: It's not dark, nor is it tragic. It's just a big ammount of engines breaking down, not getting repaired due to a lack of engine parts. I decided to order some new engines, and I want u to pick them up at Denver.
Hawkeye: Okay, I'll go get them.
Pete: Be very careful. I want them here in one piece.
Hawkeye: They'll be here, they'll be here. *Leaves the office*
At the trainyard.
Hawkeye: *Climbing into an engine*
Stylo: *Sees Hawkeye* Driving a train?
Hawkeye: Nope. Picking up new engines for the railway.
Stylo: Alright, good luck.
Hawkeye: *Drives the engine while blowing the horn*
2 B Continued
