The children were released from detention and sent home. It had been six months since the infamous Classroom War. They had a replacement teacher, Mr. Macaroni, after Mr. Eod had quit. Mr. Macaroni had announced one Tuesday morning that they would go on a field trip tomorrow.

The class literally roared with excitement.

Larry raised his hand and asked, "So teach, where are we going on the field trip tomorrow?"

"To the Museum of Walls!" Mr. Macaroni said excitedly.

"Oh." He retorted disappointedly. Everyone started to boo and heckle.

Aaron turned to Asor and whispered, "Dude, what are we going to do now? This sounds like a poopy field trip."

"Then let's make it interesting." He said as he rubbed his hands maniacally. He gave his friends a knowing wink, and they shot him winks back.

Mr. Macaroni saw the winking going around the classroom and inquired, "Is there pink eye going around or something?"

A few moments later, Asor, Mya, Larry, Aaron and the rest of their class climbed onto the bus.

"So... What's the plan, A?" Mya asked. Everyone turned to Asor awaiting directions.

"What we have always done, my people... War!" He said with a devilish grin on his face.

"WAR ON WHEELS!!!" Someone hollered.

The bus driver had become distracted and to make matters worse, she fell asleep at the wheel. The bus was wildly spinning out of control with a war brewing inside.

A kid named Tomas was walking with his mother on their way to the store. Tomas saw the bus and tapped his mother on the shoulder.

"What is it, Tomas?" His mother asked.

"That bus go vroom vroom!" Tomas said cheerfully.

His mother turned around and saw the bus swerve onto the sidewalk, coming straight for them. She panicked, but luckily a hobo pushed them out of the way. Tomas suddenly remembered his Dad, a former train conductor. His father was fired for 'accidentally' derailing a train. His father's name was Tommy Eod. Tommy was in a state of depression after he lost his dream job. One day, he was walking down the railroad tracks, Tomas was on the side watching him.

They heard the whistle of a train. "What's that sound, Daddy?" Tomas asked.

Tommy turned to his clueless son and answered, "That's the sound of life catching up to me..."

Tomas didn't really understand what his father meant but after those words, his father was gone.

Suddenly, his mother was yelling.

"Tomas snap out of it! I'm calling 911. That bus will kill someone!"

Next thing you know, the police were in full pursuit of a bus filled with maniacal children and adults that couldn't seem to control the wild barbarians.

Mr. Macaroni was cradling himself on the floor of the bus, regretting the field trip and regretting taking the job as a teacher at all. The demon children were about to take turns spitting immature insults at each other but they had to get the cops off of their tail first.

"Yo, Aaron, we got the fuzz on our tracks!" Asor yelled out while simultaneously beating someone with a first aid kit.

"Never thought a first aid kit would be used in the opposite way of what it's meant for," Mya remarked while hurtling fidget spinners at Larry.

"So what are we gonna do with this guy?" Aaron gestured toward Mr. Macaroni.

"Let's tie him up!" Asor suggested.

Back at the school... a security guard was sitting in his office, checking the cameras. He switched his monitor to the bus cameras, and his mouth fell open wide.

"WHAT IN THE SAM HILL?!" He quickly leaped up to alert Ms. Valincent.

"What is it, Harold? I'm in the middle of an online date." Ms. Valincent said. Harold pointed towards the screen. She had the same exact reaction as Harold.

Back on the bus, the kids were trying to think of a way to throw the cops off the trail. So, they did what anybody would have done: use the teacher as cop bait.

"WAIT, DON'T DO THIS!" Mr. Macaroni said as he tried to bribe his way out of possible death but Asor wasn't budging.

The kids threw him out the back door without a single doubt. Mr. Macaroni was thrown out, then bounced off a nearby bouncy house landing into a houseboat that had a couple on it. They appeared to be arguing.

"I can't believe you, Jessica! First, you call my mother overweight! Next, I find out that you're cheating on me with some guy who you were apparently hiding on the boat behind my back!" Carl said. Jessica merely scoffed and walked away.

"Well, this is awkward... I'm just going to do us both a favor and roll off the boat now..." Mr. Macaroni mumbled.

"Yeah, you do that," Carl said. "Jeez, relationships are so complicated these days."

Growing bored of the war, Aaron walked over to the asleep bus driver and pushed her out of the chair.
"It's my turn!"

"I have an announcement to make!" Mya yelled. Everyone stopped still and it grew quiet.

"THE FUZZ IS OFF OUR TRAIL!" Mya announced.

A celebration broke out all over the bus. Along with some silly string.

"Yo, Aaron, stop at McDonald's!" Asor said.

"You got it, boss," Aaron said, followed by the trusted salute.

"Hello, how can I take your order?" For about a minute, the bus was full of voices talking over each other.

"Okay, we'll take twenty-two Big Macs-" Someone whispered to Aaron about the change of plans.

"Actually, we'll take twenty-two of everything on the menu, please and thank you." He said

"Okay, that will be...Seven thousand, nine hundred, sixty-three dollars and twelve cents." The employee answered.

Asor turned to his fellow classmates and asked, "Does anybody have that kinda cash on them?"

Jim raised his hand and answered, "I have my Dad's credit card...will that cover the costs?"

"Problem solved!" Aaron said as he snatched the credit card.

He then threw it at the cashier and yelled, "JUST TAKE IT ALREADY!!!"

"Sir, just to let you know your credit card has been maxed." The McDonald's employee said.

"Cool, just put it on my credit... wait a minute," Aaron said.

There were so many bags of food that they threw trash out the back door onto a street of oncoming traffic because they didn't have a trash can. Larry took a bite of Asor's food. Asor looked at his big Mac with disbelief. Then disbelief quickly turned into anger.

"Why did you bite my big mac, you pig!" Asor yelled with rage.

"I'm just hungry..." Larry said, frightened.

"You were hungry?! You're dead!" Asor took Larry down into a headlock. Aaron swerved the bus onto a sidewalk and Asor fell over.

Aaron parked the bus on the sidewalk. "Trip's over people! I'm tired. Let's go home."

Everyone agreed and got off the bus. Hundreds of reporters crowded the bus asking millions of questions.

One middle-aged man said, "Are you children crazy?! You could have killed somebody!"

Asor replied calmly, "Dude, chill out. It's better than our previous destination."

Aaron added on, "Oh and somebody needs to go wake up that old bus driver, I think she's dead."

The principal rushed up to them, pushing through the crowd and started to nag about nearly destroying the city. In the end, the war group was only issued to community service but they somehow managed to avoid serving it. Jim' s dad will have to pay off his credit card debt, half of the city was destroyed, Ms. Valincent's date didn't end on a good note and Mr. Macaroni ended up breaking half the bones in his body.

"Don't expect to be seeing me working with kids anytime soon." Was Mr. Macaroni's last words as he was carried into the ambulance.

The moral of this story is don't expect high expectations from these kids. Just don't.