Alison was heading down the line, and she was hauling a stopping express train. She loved the sun, the birds chirping, and the people who wave at her. She soon arrived at the station, and she saw a double-decker bus she had never seen. He was red, had two banners. On one said that said, 'Anti-Railway League' and the other said 'Railway Bus'.

He looked at the passengers getting on Alison's train. "Hmph," he said, "If I had known I'd be bringing them to a train, I would've broken down." "Good thing you didn't," said Alison, "You would spoil everyone's fun." "Pah!" said the bus, "You're just old new. One day railways will be ripped up!" Alison was shocked. "That is some big words from a tiny bus!" "TINY!?!" fumed the bus. Alison then headed off, but the bus blocked her way. "FREE THE ROADS FROM RAILWAY TYRANNY!!!" Just then, Diesel 10 came, and he said, "HEY! Move it!!" He then waved his claw, and the bus ran away. "I see you've met Bulgy," said Diesel 10. "Is he always like this?" "Yes," said Diesel 10, "He and George make up the 'Anti-Railway League'. They keep saying that railways are just relics of the past, when roads have been around far longer than the first railway was even a thought!" Alison rolled her eyes.

Arron was just finishing his run, when he was a Bulgy. He had heard of him, and just looked the other way. Bulgy said that he could get the passengers around the country faster than rails could. "That will come back and bite you on the bumper," said Max while shunting. "Rubbish!" said Bulgy, "I'll get them to the next station before you get there!!" Max smiled, "Well, try not to take any more short cuts. You don't wanna become a hen house again!!" Max laughed, and he headed off with his passengers. Bulgy was cross! He then came up with a plan.

That night, his driver put something in the water tower, and the diesel oil. "Heh, that'll do it!" said Bulgy. "And there'll be more passengers for us," said his driver.

The next morning, Flying Scotsman was taking on water. "This water tastes funny," he said. He soon collected his coaches. But when he started pulling, he started to cough. "What's happening!?!" asked Scotsman. At the same time, Rattler was sputtering, and black smoke came from his engine. Soon, the only engine that wasn't out of commission was Archibald the Woodhead electric engine. He was worked off his wheels, and he had to work the mainline, and branchline. Soon, the strain was too much for him, and his engine overheated.

Bulgy was smiling to himself, until an inspector came, and looked very cross. "Bulgy," he said, "We know what you did last night!" She was then showed a video of him and his driver contaminating the water and fuel. "Perhaps it was wrong to bring you back into service. Tomorrow, you will go back to Sodor, and be a hen house once more! And we've heard your rants, and let me tell you this: roads have been around before even the first piece of railway tracks was even a sketch on a drawing board! So your talk of railways being relics compared to roads is absolute rubbish!"

Bulgy was taken back to Sodor, and he was put back into his field, and became a hen house once more. The mainland now knew to never trust a bus like him again.