Characters:
Aida Airplane: A girl Airplane with a human face. She has a crush on Thomas Train.
Brewster Bus: A boy Bus with a human face. A tall bus but not a double-decker.
Thomas Train: A boy Train with a human face. He's the star.
Station Master Ringo Starr: Ex-Beatle now a Station Master/ Train Engineer.
Setting: A dimly lit train yard in some magic place where all the fucking crafts, ships, ferries, cars, trains, airplanes, buses, and general-mobiles can talk and are usually friendly. Its a bit chilly--about 12*C and the Sun is down. Station Master Ringo Starr is sitting in the security booth watching the Tom Hanks movie, "Big".
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Aida Airplane: What age where you when you first made a trip?
Brewster Bus: You mean like full-trip, round-trip? All the way? I was-- I'm not sure---,I think, I mean, I don't even think I can remember my first round-trip, I---
Aida Airplane: No, I mean just a basic trip not a full-trip, not a round-trip, just you know, leaving the depot or port or whatever applies. Were you under fourteen days or over fourteen days?
Brewster Bus: Oh, well just leaving the depot, that's kids stuff were talking about, uh, hmm, I must've been. Hmm, I was under fourteen days, I think. Wait, I was fourteen days. Nope I was thirteen days old and it was a British Columbia depot. I was with my cousin Tyler Bus-yeah I know, what a strange name!
Brewster Bus: Wait, how new were you Aida Airplane?
Aida Airplane: I was 20 days when I left the hanger.
Brewster Bus: Wow, that's---is that normal for Airplanes?
Aida Airplane: No I was late. I was later.
Brewster Bus: Ah, you're a frigid one, you must
Aida Airplane (looks confused): what is frig---
Brewster Bus: Afraid of trips, of going on trips.
Thomas Train enters station (toot-toot!)
Station Master Ringo Star: 'Ello Thomas Train, welcome back, things 'aven't been the same without you!
Thomas Train: Yeah?
Brewster Bus: Hey Thomas Train, how new were you when you made your first trip, I mean, when you just left the station for the first time?
Thomas Train: I've had this conversation with both of you before and Im not going to have it again.
Brewster Bus: What? I don't remember ever having this conversation with you before.
Thomas Train: I'm sure---I'm sure I've had this conversation with both of you before.
Brewster Bus: Well, I don't think we have-- but anyway, since I honestly don't know how new you were, just pretend you never told me. So, how new were you when you left the station for the first time?
Thomas Train: Forget it; I'm not going to tell you.
Brewster Bus: What do you mean?
Thomas Train (no longer looking at Brewster Bus or Aida Airplane but instead focusing on his choo-choo parts): I dont feel like telling you, I dont want to-- its not a big deal.
Brewster Bus: Well, its pretty simple, just tell us a number, fuck, anything, 'twelve', 'thirteen', 'sixteen', it's not that hard. How hard is it to say a number? To say how many days?
Thomas Train: It's not a big deal; I just dont want to tell you. I don't feel like it.
Brewster Bus: I really don't understand, how hard is it for you, I mean, I can see if your first trip was with your 'Grandpa Tony Train' but I'm sure it was just a regular departure, right?
Thomas Train: Forget it!
Brewster Bus (growing agitated he starts backing up from Thomas Train and starts to leave the station): I just think it's such a simple little thing to answer. I mean, I think it's fucking lame that you couldn't answer. You refuse for some unknown reason!
Thomas Train: It's not a big deal. If someone doesn't want to tell something he shouldn't have to-- it's not a big dea--
Brewster Bus (now very annoyed, in first-gear, driving back towards Thomas Train): Exactly! It's not a big deal at all-but you're making it a bigger deal by not telling how many days new you were, it's pretty easy, just say a number! Is it seriously that hard to just say 'fourteen' or to say 'thirteen days new'-- your first trip?!
Thomas Train: It's not a big deal and I think it's predictable of you to think it is!
Brewster Bus: Predictable? I couldnt care less if you think it's "predictable." That's not the point--- At all.
Thomas Train: Good, just like I care less what you think about me---
Brewster Bus (sarcastically): Yeah, ok. That's good then, "good pals" we are, now we know. We like to share.
THE END

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