Kind of a revision/alternate/different story to "No Sleep for Cranky"
I don't know, take your pick I guess...
I did this once to "Lofty to the Rescue", and I'mma do it again but with a TTTE episode-
Might put this in storage tomorrow when I wake up but for now...
The hustle and bustle of work was the common lifestyle in Brendam Docks, ships coming in with the cargo, the huge ferry coming in with travelers and everyone worked hard day and night. A certain crane was sick and tired of it all, and was known for both by persona and name, Cranky.
Poor Cranky had rarely slept, or at some cases, never got sleep at all, and was constantly working all the time. Day and night, unloading cargo from ships, loading ships with cargo, it on a constant repeat through the days, weeks, even months, and Cranky had no way of stopping it.
He was happy that was actually working rather than been trapped in the unwanted area, and there were times that interesting events had gone down at the docks, even some events that took him out of reality for a bit because of a certain amount of happiness he'd felt, but it all died down as soon as it began.
His only company that really stayed with him were the gulls who sat on his arm...and when they left, they sometimes would leave him with "gifts"...
Gifts, meaning shi-
So Cranky is always...Cranky...
Okay I'll stop, lets get on with the story seriously-
One day, he was doing the work he normally do, loading pipes down onto the flatbeds, thinking about ways that could get him out of the job, maybe out of his misery. Surely there must be a way to end-
"Ahoy captain!!" He stared down, completely out of his thoughts to see the docks diesel, Salty, grinning up at him. "Tis been a fine morning laddie!"
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" He immediately snapped back, not daring to let his guard down in front of the diesel.
"An' a good day'ta you two, captain!!" Salty replied back, ignoring the outburst from the crane
Just as Cranky thought things couldn't get worse, he heard two familiar whistles and two young steam engine twins, Bill and Ben, arrived ready for work, full of mischief.
Cranky just groaned weakly to himself, before trying been his oppressive self.
"HURRY UP!" He yelled down at them. "I HAVEN'T GOTTEN ALL DAY!!"
"Well," Bill began, staring up at the crane with a glare. "You're no fun, aren't ya?"
"YOU WOULDN'T HAVE FUN IF YOU WERE STUCK IN HERE!!" Cranky yelled down at him, proceeding to go through a breakdown. "YOU WANNA SPEND A DAY UP HERE DOING WORK HUH?!"
"Ah, that's why you're cranky!!" Bill wickedly grinned, trying to see how far he can push the crane.
"You're just lonely." Ben added cheekily.
Cranky was taken back by the comment for a bit, but took a deep breath before replying-
"I'M NOT!!!!" He screamed out angrily at them. Even though he was, he'd rather drown than spend another minute with the twins.
"So it's company you'd be needing." Salty began. "Reminds me of a lonely old bank's lighthouse keeper."
"OH, for the love of- NOT. ANOTHER ONE OF YOUR STORIES!!" Cranky cried. "PLEASE!" He'd immediately turned away, hoping Salty wouldn't begin.
"Oh, Please Salty!!" Bill and Ben chimed. "We haven't heard it!!"
And as if God was against the cranes desperate pleads-
"Twas in the middle of the wee naughty storm." Salty began. "The likes of which he sees once in a lifetime."
Feeling the anger grew with every work Salty spoke, Cranky took deep breaths, trying to calm himself down, but since he'd taken out some on the twins, it was impossible to calm down full now, and just when he thought he'd calm down-
He screamed out in anger, turning to the engines viciously, making his arm swung around. Before he could unleash any more anger, the the chain that'd held the pipes snapped. They completely missed the trucks, and instead landed on the tracks. The shed, where the engines usually slept in, was knocked down by a pipe who'd hit one of the supporting beams, and the shed went down as quick as the cranes' anger.
"Whoops..." Cranky muttered, meekly.
"You blown the main now, matey!" Salty yelled out, caught off from been hit in the back by the toppled shed.
The engines were trapped.
"You're gonna get into trouuuble!" Bill and Ben sung together.
Cranky rolled his eyes, took another deep breath and turned around to face the sea, that
Sir Topham Hatt busy in his office, been measured for his new suit (why though, that's really weird-)
When he heard the news that Cranky had knocked a shed down, he left immediately for the docks.
Sir Topham Hatt knew that any trouble at the docks, which was completely busy could cause confusion and delay.
The engines turned to see the blue car driving up near the building. They watched as Sir Topham Hatt, stepped out.
"Ey Cranky!" Bill yelled out.
"Sir Topham Hatt is here!!" Ben added.
Slowly, Cranky turned around, still trying to seem repressive, but was obvious that he was upset over his actions. He stared down at Sir Topham Hatt, seemingly fuming with anger as he held up a megaphone.
"You've made a terrible mess, Cranky." He said sternly.
"I'm sorry sir." He whispered, his voice clearly filled with guilt.
Topham turned to the engines. "You engines will have to stay here tonight until Harvey clears up this mess in the morning."
"Huh?" Cranky sparked, not catching what he'd said, and immediately heard-
"SLEEPOVER!!" The twins cheered happily, and it hit the crane hard.
"NO SIR, PLEASE!!" He turned to see that the car had already left, leaving him alone in his fate, as Salty uttered those fateful words.
"That reminds of a story!"
As Salty began, Cranky's heart completely sank. He was now trapped with some of the most annoying engines he could've thought of, and he knew that they'd probably never shut up.
He took a deep breath, preparing himself for the long, oh so l o n g night.
"It was a bitter cold winter. The brave little ship was stuck until the ice melted the next spring. He barely made it round the cape after a hundred scary days at sea without a scratch."
Bill and Ben listened in anticipation, completely absorbed into the story Salty told.
"He sailed into port and crashed his bout in fifty feet from my buffers!" The diesel turned to the twins, grinning widely. "Luckily... no one was hurt."
"Expect my ears!!" Cranky wailed loudly.
"Are you serious?" Bill groaned. "I don't what that reassurance!!"
"Well at least something was hurt." Ben pouted, staring up at the crane.
Despite the complaints, Salty spent all night telling tales of powerful storms, daring rescues and brave little ships in the greatest details, all the while Cranky spun around, he knew he couldn't sleep with Salty below talking, so he tried to move around quickly to tucker himself out instead.
It had been hours and morning was near, and the engines were still impressively wide awake as Salty, who didn't draw back for a breather, kept talking...
and t a l k i n g...
Cranky felt his head spin viciously, feeling more dizzy than tired. When he saw the sun shining from the horizon, he had been sobbing pathetically to himself, feeling like he was going to absolutely snap from the lack of sleep and at the engines who'd kept him awake.
"I can't TAKE ANYMORE!" He cried desperately. Death seemed like a good idea right now.
As if someone heard his prays, he heard the whistle of Harvey the Crane Engine, and he immediately cried out of delight as they appeared around the bend.
"Sir Topham Hatt sent me to help clear away this mess!" He chuckled.
Cranky grinned widely, he was so happy the engines will be going soon, he forgot to be cranky.
"I promise to never misbehave!!" He immediately promised. "As long as I don't have to hear another one of Salty's stories!!"
"Oh really?" Bill commented.
"We'll make you keep that promise!" Ben added.
Just as Harvey was working, it hit him. He'd promised to not misbehave, even though he caused all of this out of his anger, meaning the only way to keep that promise he had bellowed out of delight just then was to not let his emotions get to him.
"Dammit." He muttered under his breath, laughing weakly from the sudden stress that he felt.
When Harvey and the workmen had cleared the wreckage, Cranky worked hard for a good while. He carefully loaded the trucks, helped speed the engines on their way and he said please and thank you with a forced smile, but the work was moving along smoothly and everyone seemed to have bought it.
"This is new." Thomas whispered to Percy, but he'd spoken too soon.
Cranky couldn't help himself, and dropped the pipes out of a spit of anger, but quickly grinned widely at the engines.
"Well,," Percy began, taking a breathe from the shock of the sudden pipes. "It was nice while it lasted!!" All of the engines laughed. Cranky, not wanting to have another nervous breakdown, especially in front of the small tank engines below him, just stayed, and continued, still been cranky.