A/N: new story! and this time, a BTTF fic!

Disclaimer: 'Back to future' and its sequels belong to Universal Studios.

Time and time again

Hillvalley

Septemember 5, 1905

10:05

It was a peaceful morning in the town of Hillvalley.

-BOOM-

Well, not peaceful anymore.

Clara Brown hurried to the Smithy on the minute she heard the blast, she opened the door and waved the white smoke that came to her face, she called out, "Emmett?"

When the smoke cleard, Emmett Brown, a tall man with white hair and brown eyes stared at her in puzzlement.

"Clara? What are you doing here?"

"I was worried, are you all right?" she sounded worried, checking for any injury on her husband's face and body.

He waved his hands dismissngly;"Yes, I'm fine, just working on my experiment, that's all." was his simple answer.

She moved closer and straightening his jacket, without looking at him, said,"Now, Emmett, I don't want you to hurt yourself."

He lifted her chin with his hand, so she would look at him," I'm fine, I always am.", and he kissed her.

Hurried footstepts were heard and a 15 years old boy barged into the the Smithy,

But he came across the most horrid picture a boy his age could face-his parents, kissing.

He coughed to get their attention and also said, "Get a room, you two!"

That broke the kiss and looked a little embbaressed, at their youngest son.

He came closer and shut the door.

Looking around, he asked, "What happened? I heard a blast."

"Your father was just working on on of his invention." answered Clara.

"Really? What invention were you working on, Dad?" his brown eyes, very much like his father's, sparkled with interest.

"Oh, just the refridgeretor, Verne." Said Emmett to his son.

"Well, I'm going to start lunch, Emmett, would you come and help me?" asked Clara.

"Sure, dear." He says, and them to his son,"Verne, can you go find your brother?"

"Sure, Dad." Answered the youth.

"You're not flying on that thing within a seeing range, are you?" asked Emmett, finally seeing what his son was holding, the 'Hover Board'.

"No, Dad, don't worry about it."

After putting the 'Hover board' in the shed outside the house, Verne was on the lookout for his older brother.

"Jules!" he cried,running around the area of this house, the Brown's home was build on the forest side of town, when people wondered about it, Emmett just replied, "I like working where I can see nature."

In truth, he chose it to hide the time machine he built in the thick forest where no one could see.

"Jules!" cried again Verne, going to the woods, his shoulder-length curly hair swishing around his head.

Those golden curls had earned his the nickname 'Goldilocks' around the boys of the town, and Verne hated it.

If one of those boys was smart enough to call the youngest Brown like that in his face, HIS face had a date with Verne's fist.

After a couple of incident like that, they stopped calling him like that, (but behind his back, though, they continued.)

He than stopped because he heard three 'BAMS!' accompanied with three flashes of light and before was the time machine or as the Brown brothers like to call it 'Time Train'.

He smiled as his saw the plate on door reading 'ELB', his father's initials and he called to it, "Hey, Big Bro!"

The door opened to reveal Verne's 17 years old brother, a tall young man with short brown hair; he smiled at Verne,"Hey, Little Bro!"

That was the usual greeting between them.

"When have you been?" asked Verne, coming closer to the Time Train.

That too was a normal question in the Browns household.

"Oh, I was just checking on 'cousin' Marty." Jules answered and winked mischievously.

Verne grinned.

When ever their parents wanted a little time for themselves, they would send the boys to their father's best friend, Marty McFly, somewhere in the late 1980's.

They would stay a week there and go back home, after a week at their time too, and the Browns would say the boys were at their cousin's house.

Marty and the boys pretended to be cousins in his time too, what helped that little lie was the fact that both Marty and Jules had blue eyes.

"Cool!" said Verne.

The brothers, having grown in different time periods, mostly of the future, talked in a 'futuristic way' as their father would call it, but whenever they were near people of the early 1900's they would speak normally (for the people of the period),as to not attract attention.

"What that wonderful smell?" asked Jules, snifiing as he got of the time machine.

"Mom and Dad are cooking." Answered Verne.

"Great!" exclaimed Jukes happily.

After camouflaging the time machine like always behind in the forest (using various leaves and branches for cover), Verne looked up.

"I'll race you to the house!" He said and began running, looked over his shoulder, "first one gets to eat pudding!"

Jules smiled at his little brother, "You're on!"

And both boys raced the usual friendly race like always.

Yes, it was just another day at the Brown's household.

A/N: well how was it?

Please review!

Verne: yeah, review!

How did you here?

Verne: simple, I 'borrowed' Dad's time machine.

OK..., well review also for Verne's sake! (And his family...)