Thomas the Tank Engine x Angelina Ballerina:- love isn't easy.

Chapter One

Angelina scurried along the railway tracks. She didn't know where she was. She was a lost, scared, disorientated little white mouse in a ballerina dress.
She heard a roar behind her and scurried faster.
Suddenly, a brilliant blue tank engine rolled behind her.
"Eeeeekkkkkkkk" Angelina yelped, preparing for the impending; her furry little life coming to an end. She curled up into a ball, keeping her tail close to her.
But it didn't happen. And the roaring stopped.
"Are you alright?" Enquired a voice.
Angelina stuck her little head out of the ball to see a kindly blue face staring at her.
"Um... Yeah. I'm fine." She replied.
"Why don't you hop on my nose and I'll take you back to the station. You'll be safe there my little ballerina."
"MY MOTHER TOLD ME NOT TO TALK TO STRANGERS!" Angelina yelled.
"Let's make this simple. I have a gun. You will get on me." The engine threatened.
"Huh. Seems legit." Angelina voiced, clambering onto his nose.
"TO THE STATION!" Yelled The engine, blowing back all Angelina's fur.
"I'm Thomas by the way."
"Angelina. Angelina Ballerina."