Chapter 1
On the wild central plains of planet Megatron, the Megatron family lived simple lives growing Megatrons from the rich soil and raising mighty Megatrons which roamed the miles of whispy grassland.
Ma Megatron called out to her children. "Megatron! Megatron! Megatron! Megatron! Time for supper!" she called, ringing the Megatron with an iron stick.
Pa Megatron drove the old Megatron into the yard, taking off his cap. "Ma Megatron," he said, kissing his beloved Megatron. "I have news."
"What news is that, Pa Megatron?" Ma Megatron asked.
"The Megatrons have decided," said Pa Megatron with a sigh. "The Megatrons are going to war."
"Pa Megatron!" said Megatron, the oldest of the Megatrons. "I want to fight for the Megatrons."
"No, Megatron," said Pa Megatron. "We need you on the farm. Who's going to help bring the Megatrons in at harvest? Who's going to help me wrangle the Megatrons?"
"You could always hire migrant Megatrons, Pa Megatron," said Megatron. "Pa Megatron, how can I call myself a Megatron if I don't fight for other Megatrons?"
"Hmm," said Pa Megatron thoughtfully.
"Not my Megatron!" wailed Ma Megatron. "Pa Megatron! How can you let Megatron do this? He's your first-born Megatron!"
"A Megatron has to do," said Pa Megatron wearily, "what a Megatron has to do. Megatron, tomorrow I'm taking you to Megatronville and putting you on the Megatron to Megatron City."
"Thanks Pa Megatron!" said Megatron.