Ringo Starr, in a twist of humor: One fine, chilly day, Henry was looking for some peace and quiet, but Percy was in the middle of a bragging session with a few engines. He was regaling them with a story of how he braved not just bad weather, but a monsoon to help out Thomas. Percy: It was pouring like the sky had a leak. Water was swirling around my wheels like I was in a washing machine on spin cycle. Could barely see a thing, but I muscled through. Bill: Oh, Percy, you're the bravest tank engine! Percy: Ah, it was no biggie. A little water never hurt anyone... except maybe a sugar cube. Ben: Do go on, Percy. Henry: What's all the racket here? Ringo Starr, with gusto: Hissed Henry, his steam rising in indignation. Henry: This shed's VIP only. Scram, you riff-raff! Ringo Starr: Henry let out a huffy puff. Percy: They're not riff-raff. Ringo Starr: Percy was rather enjoying the spotlight, ignoring Henry. Henry: Oh, riff-raff they are, and so are you - "Water's nothing to an engine with determination". Ha! Percy: Be that as it may... Ringo Starr: Said Percy with a mischievous glint. Percy: ...I'm practically Aquaman, love water. Ringo Starr: Percy bolted towards the harbor, belting out a tune. Percy: Once an engine attached to a train, scoffed at a drizzle, called it lame. Henry: No one lets me live down that day I played hermit because a little rain might ruin my fabulous paint job. Ringo Starr: Sulked Henry. Meanwhile, Thomas was eyeing a sign by the dock. Thomas: Danger. Big red letters usually mean 'Stop doing the silly thing you're thinking.' Ringo Starr: He wisely noted. Thomas: "Danger" means you're about to take a surprise bath. Ringo Starr: Offered Thomas from experience. Thomas: I ignored danger once and upgraded to a mud bath in a mine. Percy: I don't see any spa treatments around here. Ringo Starr: Percy quipped, unaware that the jetty was having a bit of an identity crisis, transitioning slowly into an impromptu diving board due to some sneaky subsidence. Percy: Silly sign. Ringo Starr: Snorted Percy, as he concocted a most unwise scheme. He whispered to the trucks one day, Percy: How about a little nudge when we hit the dock, eh? Ringo Starr: The trucks, never ones to pass up on mischief, were tickled pink by the request. Percy: The driver's in the dark about our little plot. Ringo Starr: Percy snickered. Trucks: Onward! To glory! Ringo Starr: The trucks cackled. Percy, naive to their treacherous nature, thought they were on the same page. Percy: I'll play it cool, pretend to stop, then those trucks will push me past the boring sign. Easy peasy. Ringo Starr: Each engine worth its weight knows trucks are about as trustworthy as a chocolate teapot. Trucks: More power! Ringo Starr: They screamed, catapulting Percy's crew off the footplate. Percy: Yikes! Ringo Starr: Exclaimed Percy, as he zipped past the warning, into a panic. Percy: Enough's enough! (Percy plunges into the chilly drink) Ringo Starr: Percy became an instant ice sculpture. The Fat Controller: Percy, you've gone and turned yourself into a submarine. Ringo Starr: Percy recognized that stern tone. Percy: Umm, a little help, sir? I've learned my lesson, promise! The Fat Controller: No can do, Percy. We'll fish you out at high tide. Consider this a cold lesson in obedience. Percy: Roger that. Ringo Starr: It was a starry night when cranes, like giant fishing rods, reeled in Percy. He was so cold, he couldn't wiggle a wheel. (Percy is hoisted onto a flatbed) Ringo Starr: The next day, he hitched a ride to the repair shop on Henry's goods train. Henry: Ah, soaking up the scenery, were we? Ringo Starr: Chortled Henry. Henry: Surprised you didn't enjoy your dip--"Water's nothing to an engine with determination," after all. Maybe you'll fancy a swim next time? Ringo Starr: Percy is dead set; if he has any say, there definitely won't be a "next time".