Steve was called away to help on a Heritage Railway that was in need of an LMS engine. When he arrived, he was greeted by many engines. Some, he remembered from his time in the LMS.

"Jinty, Jacob, Ivatt, and Fowler, how have you all been!?" asked Steve. "It's been great! Heard you're a part of the Steam of Britain Fleet?" asked Jacob. "Indeed I am," said Steve, "So, what is it like? Being here on the heritage railway?" "Not bad," said Jinty, "Some of us want to be out on the mainline, while others are content here." "Yes," said Fowler, "Now, what is it like, with the others?" "You mean the other engines?" "Yes, what regions are they from?" asked Ivatt. "Well," said Steve, "There's Mallard, Silver Link, Flying Scotsman, Max, Alex, Trooper and Bertram from the LNER. We have the Duchess of Hamilton and Harold from the LMS. We have Harry, Perry, Jack of the Great Western Railway. We also have Alison and Arron of the Southern Region." "Nice, and why are there diesels there?" asked Ivatt. "What do you mean?" "Diesels are not real engines!" said Fowler, "Those filthy objects are the reason we are now gone!!" Steve then snapped, "Now listen here you lot, not all diesels are like that!! One named Daniel has been with us since the beginning!! In fact, he looks up to us steam engines, and Barrow, Rose, Rattler, Norvin and Archibald all do too!! We are friends, and I will not stand for someone talking about my friends like that!!" The three LMS locomotives looked at him in shock. Soon, Steve was put to work. He coupled up to his passenger train and set off.

He puffed down the line with pride. He made sure to whistle to enthusiasts, and he smiled to them all. He didn't complain that he had to go tender first on the way back. He soon was enjoying himself. He loved the way that he was treated, and was humble to say thank you, and kind to let others go first. He was soon very proud of the attention he brought to the line.

Meanwhile, Mallard was heading down the line with an express, when he saw a familiar face.

"Union!!" he said. "Mallard," said Union of South Africa. "Good to see you," said Mallard, "How have you been?" "I've been good. Pulling railtours, expresses, and even worked on heritage lines. How are you adjusting to your BR paint?" Mallard frowned, "I literally became a part of this fleet to get rid of it. It's a nice color, but I much prefer the LNER Navy Blue." "It's alright," said Union, "I had to get used to my green paint as well. In fact, Green was my favorite color the moment I first saw it on a signal." "Why?" asked Mallard. "I don't know. I just liked it." Just then, the guard's whistle blew, and Union said, "I have to go now. See you around the Northern Regions!!" Mallard sighed, and said, "I wish I had my LNER colors still."

Soon, after, an announcement was made. "Today, the Steam of Britain engines will be repainted into any color they want." The engines were happy to hear it. But Steve said, "I'm good thank you. I like this green. I never was fond of that black."

Soon, the engines were repainted into the colors they wanted.

As for Arron, he finally got his wish, he was now a bright yellow, which shone in the sun. "YES!!" he cheered, "I'M FINALLY A DIFFERENT COLOR!!" Soon, all around, the engines all happy to have their liveries back.