Disclaimer: I do not own Back to the Future.

July 3, 1987
3:00 PM PDT

Martin Seamus McFly felt rather elated - as he gazed into the beautiful brown eyes of his girlfriend, Jennifer Jane Parker. He felt excited with the prospect of knowing that, in just a couple weeks, he and Jennifer would be moving into their own apartment. At last, after about three-and-a-half years, they would be taking the next major step.

Of course, it really wasn't to say that Marty didn't feel a little nervous. While a part of him was looking very forward to independent living - there was another part of him, in fact, that felt apprehensive about leaving the house that he was rather familiar with.

For the very first time, Marty would really have to memorize a different home address and telephone number. He quite figured that, for the first few weeks, he might forget that he had a different place to call "home". That could become rather embarrassing.

Most importantly, though, he would no longer have his parents to support him. Sure, he'd still be able to see his parents - as he rather wasn't planning on leaving town. In fact, his parents might just even be willing to lend a helping hand - if the need should ever arise. Still, paying all the bills and the rent would now be his own responsibility.

"Are you okay, Marty?" Jennifer asked, softly - as she started to run her finger along the dimple in Marty's left cheek. "You sure do look a little, uh... Well, you seem a little pensive. I suppose you must be feeling just a little anxious about the... the move?"

"That's quite about the size of it, Jenn," Marty replied, softly. He glanced towards the sandbox, where Jules and Verne Brown were playing. Marty rather felt such affection for the boys - who happened to be the sons of his scientist friend, Dr. Emmett Brown.

"Yeah, the boys are cute," Jennifer commented, warmly. "Not as cute as you, of course! So, Marty, was Verne ever able to... Well, I rather remember how happy Doc was - when Verne had aced the final test of the school year. As a reward, Doc did tell him that he could very any time period of his choosing. Did that ever, uh, come to..."

Apparently, the boys overheard what Jennifer was saying - as, with enthusiasm, they jumped up from the sandbox. Marty wondered what destination Verne had in mind. Of course, there was the stipulation that Verne had to remain with the limits of Hill Valley.

"Marty! Marty!" Verne called out, excitedly. "I was quite thinking that we could take a little trip to 1927. I've been real interested in that decade, recently. It was also when my dad was a little boy. Also, it was just a little from before The Great Depression."

"I'd be interest in going, as well," Jules added, as a smile spread across his face. "I've just heard many interesting things about that decade. Ironically enough, that decade was a little more socially progressive... than the decades that would follow. I do think we could learn so much about the culture and the ways. Could we go there, Marty?"

"Well, uh," Marty started to say, nervously. He quite had mixed feelings on the whole idea. Just two years ago, he had visited 1925. He was real uncertain of when exactly his paternal grandparents had met, and didn't wish to mess that up. "Okay, I guess."

"I think I'll actually opt out of this, Marty," Jennifer commented, as she placed her arm around her boyfriend. "I've simply had other plans for today, and I really don't feel up to a time travel trip. I really hope that you and the boys have fun. I'll see you, soon."

"Yeah, it'll probably be soon to you," pointed out Marty. "For me, it'll probably be about a week. Anyway, I hope that Grandpa Arthur has already met Grandma Sylvia. I sure would hate to have to endanger my existence, again." With a sudden shudder, he added, "Goodness, I hope that Sylvia doesn't end up... falling in love... with me."

"If she does," Jennifer suggested, smiling, "be sure to kiss her, rather promptly. After all, what worked on your mother would probably also work on her. She'd then be very likely to return to your grandfather, and then... Well, Marty, just try not to sweat it."

"Right, Jennifer," Marty replied, chuckling a little. Even though the very idea of kissing his grandmother struck him as more than a little repulsive, Jennifer really made a good point. "Well, I suppose the boys are quite anxious to head back to their home - so..."

"Give me a call, okay?" asked Jennifer, as she and Marty shared a brief kiss. "I should be home by about six. Perhaps, tonight, we might watch a little movie. I'm sure in the mood for Mind Warped. It is quite remarkable, in fact, just how much you and Michael J Fox resemble each other. Well, at any rate, I simply wish you a very safe journey."

oooooooooo

"Are you boys very sure about this?" Doc asked, when Verne told him about his desire to visit 1927. As Jules and Verne both nodded, he added, "Well, in this case, we have to get you into some era appropriate clothing. You will also need some money, so that you can stay at the Bluebird Motel. Whatever you do, you're not to leave Hill Valley."

"Right, Doc," Marty replied, smiling. It wasn't as if he would actually want to leave Hill Valley, anyway. "Well, I can tell that the boys are real excited about this. I could just reprise my 'Huey Lewis' persona, and the boys could actually be my... my cousins."

"Bert and Ernie!" called out Verne, excitedly. Turning to his brother, he added, "Jules, why don't you be Bert - and I'll be Ernie. We can actually just be Bert and Ernie Lewis! It'd be totally awesome. I love the idea of being cousins with 'Huey Lewis', indeed!"

"Well, I'm not so sure if..." Jules started to reply, nervously. "Well, I don't quite share your passion for Sesame Street. I really love It's A Wonderful Life, though. I think the Bert and Ernie characters there sure are cool. Well, okay, I guess I'll be Bert. I kind of love that name, anyway. Well, I'm quite looking forward to spending a week in 1927."

"Why don't you boys wait just here," suggested Doc, "while I find you some clothes. I simply tend to miss my childhood, some of the time. The times were simple, and..." He began to leave the room, as he added, "This actually shouldn't take me long, at all."

"Right, Doc," Marty called out, just as the scientist left the room. Turning to the boys, he added, "Hubert and Ernest. Those are the names that Bert and Ernie are generally short for. Since Huey is also short for Hubert, I simply wonder if it might be such a..."

"Here are some of my old clothes," called out Doc, as he stepped back into the lab. "It sure is amazing, in fact, how some of my old outfits are still in rather good shape. This sure should be able to fit you, Verne. After all, you must be quite about the same size as I was - when I was your age. As for you, Jules, I do think this outfit will suit you."

"Are you real sure about that, Dad?" Jules asked, somewhat worriedly. "I mean, what if this is a little too... You wouldn't be turning my age, until about two years later. The two year different might be... I'm sure that, even back then, styles changed quite..."

"You sure have nothing to worry about, Jules," assured Doc, as a smile spread across his face. "My mom picked this up at a thrift shop. It was just after Black Tuesday, and they decided to be more conservative in their spending, even though we weren't..."

"Well, if you say so," Jules replied, as he began to pull off his shirt. "It's very strange, though, to think that we're wearing your old clothes. Well, I'm really feeling excited to learn more the era. In a way, it sure seems tough to imagine you as a little boy. While we've had experience with time travel, it's simply going to seem more than a little..."

"I understand just what you mean, buddy," Marty replied, as he ruffled Jules' head. "I sure can recall the odd feeling of seeing my father, and especially my mother - as she was so different from the way I knew her, when she was an adult. It just felt..."

"Are you planning to visit me?" Doc asked, horrified. In a calmer voice, he added, "Well, if it's what you really... Just promise me that you'll be careful, okay? I should've guessed that you... Come to think of it, I myself am feeling a little curious of what..."

"We'll be careful, Doc," promised Marty, "and I'll make rather sure that the boys don't get real carried away. Anyway, Doc, do you remember when you and I went to 1925 - and I actually ended up meeting your younger self? Of course, it was for only a few hours. At any rate, we'll certainly be sure to return just five minutes after we leave."

"That would be wonderful," Doc replied, as he threw Marty some clothes. "Why don't you three just take the DeLorean. The boys are still rather small, so it shouldn't quite be too crowded. After all, I sure will have to take a little look at the station wagon."

"Something really went haywire with the station wagon?" asked Marty, concerned. As Doc nodded, he asked, "Why don't you boys step into the DeLorean? I'll be right in. It will take just a minute." He hugged the scientist, as he added, "See you soon, Doc!"

Doc simply nodded, as Marty stepped into the DeLorean. Marty glanced at the boys, who were both smiling. It was obvious that they were looking rather forward to their journey. Marty himself simply had mixed feelings. He'd have to go without rock music for a week, which seemed hard for him. Still, he loved to explore other time periods.

"Bertrand," Jules whispered, as Marty started the ignition. "Bert can also be short for Bertrand. I think it's simply a lovely name, and it really sounds better than Hubert. Of course, Herbert is even worse. I would certainly loathe to have Herbert for a name."

"Right," muttered Marty, as he began to pull out of the driveway. He glanced around, as if to have quite one last look at the year 1987. "All right, boy, brace yourselves for temporal displacement." With that, he accelerated the DeLorean to 88 miles per hour.