Story #54 (From an Idea by Chloe Fritz)

"And what do you have to say for yourself, Mr. Vanjulion," the judge asked. James swallowed the lump in his throat. "It wasn't traveling," he pleaded. His lawyer shook his head, knowing they didn't have a case. "On the contrary," the prosecutor piped up, "We have witnesses who swear they saw you take several steps while holding the ball, never dribbling once." James tried to yell out a defense, but his body was cramped too tightly in the cannon and his voice gave out. The judge had heard enough. "Fire when ready, officer."