Principle Marly: Ehhem. *Coughs twice*. We are gathered here today to witness the trial of Mr. (Golf) Cart who has been found guilty of working against Irvington High School. 

Student 1: That can’t be true! Mr. Cart has been with us for 35 years. He would never betray us!

Crowd: Yeah, what she said!

Principle Marly: I know it’s unbelievable, but the evidence says otherwise. *Brings out a large dirty, tattered wheel. The construction crew found a suspicious looking wheel when they were demolishing the library. 

Crowd: *dramatic gasp!*

Student 2: Mr. Cart what do you have to say for yourself?!

Mr. Cart: Well, I can say I didn’t betray anyone, and I haven’t seen one of those tires in ages. Those were the good old days. Back in my youth, I was known as Golfimis Prime, leader of the DropOuts, protector of high school students, handsomest warrior, and the most feared transformer known to man and mechanic kind. Until the fateful day that led me to my retirement. 

The war between the DropOuts along with their human allies against the Examiners had been going on for nearly a decade. Resources on both sides were running low, and warriors were losing morale. If the war didn’t end now, both the DropOuts and Examiners along with millions of innocent high school students would cease to exist. 

It was May 30, I had been informed that Truantron, leader of the Examiners, would be unleashing his final attack — a giant mega beam.  If it were to succeed all high school students would be turned into terrifying sleep deprived college students ultimately adding to his army of Examiners. The future of our world was in peril and of course, being the most powerful, I couldn’t stand there and do nothing. The only solution was to stop Truantron before he set off the beam from Mission Peak. 

I only had a few hours before school was out for the summer. I gathered my troops and we made the treacherous journey to the peak. We were soon ambushed by the enemy, as they had discovered our plan to stop them. It was a blood bath, so many humans, DropOuts and Examiners alike lost their lives. The battle was long, but we prevailed and reached the peak, well it was only me because my comrades were still in battle. It was then where I saw Truantron. In an instant we clashed, his sword against my wheels. The battle could have been in anyone’s favor. But I was going to make sure I came out on top. The battle ended in a draw and like the sore loser he is, Truantron threw some very pretty, I mean VERY pretty words at me and then ran away. I had sustained serious injuries to my wheels, but it was worth it as school life was saved. 

Student 1: But that still doesn’t explain this whole situation. Also, what about Truantron, how do we know you defeated him?

Mr. Cart: Well, we don’t, but I haven’t seen him since, so he’s probably dead. Also, y’all do know that the wheel you found was a truck wheel, right?

Student 2: It’s a WHAT! *Looks at wheel Oh yeah….it is.

Principle Marly: …

Crowd: …

Gold Cart: …