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December 24, 1985
3:30 PM PST
BTTF Universe

Marty McFly really felt elated, as he walked over to the Brown's house. He was joined by his girlfriend, Jennifer Parker. To the casual on-looker, they rather appeared to be your typical 1980s' teen couple. However, Marty and Jennifer weren't so average. At least, they had some unusual experiences - as they've both experienced time travel.

"It feels strange to say this, Jenn," Marty commented, nervous, "but there's a part of me that... that really envies the other part of me. After all, in the original timeline, my family was quite dysfunctional - and, some of the time, my mother could be abusive."

"I understand what you're saying, Marty," Jennifer replied, softly. "I'm very sure that the last couple of months were... quite confusing to you. After all, you have two sets of memories. Even today, thinking about your past must be... be a little confusing."

"Actually, by now, I've become very used to it," Marty replied, smiling. "The memories of the new timeline sure do tend to take prominence, which quite helps. Still, I tend to feel rather sad - when I think of how my mother really hadn't been so loving. She was strictly verbally abusive, granted - but it still hurt for me to think about... I feel so..."

"Aw, poor Marty," murmured Jennifer, placing her arm around Marty's shoulder. With that, tears welled up in Marty's eyes. "I really suppose, in a way, thinking of the way your mother from... from the other timeline... treated you makes you feel worse..."

"Yeah, it simply does," Marty replied, as a tear slipped down his cheek. "I mean, when I think of the current timeline - and how my mother's real affectionate..." Marty wiped his face, as he added, "Well, here we are. It's Christmas. I guess I should be happy."

"This place sure looks so festive," breathed Jennifer, as she and Marty stepped inside the house. "This place smells like cinnamon. I can tell that Clara's been quite busy. It's much nicer than that garage, y'know? I can imagine that Doc's feeling very happy. He certainly is a great father. I'll bet that Jules and Verne are also feeling quite excited."

"I can hardly believe this, Jenn," commented Marty, as he glanced around. "In a way, this is quite our first Christmas of Doc having a family. Granted, due to Sabrina's spell, Clara's actually been since 1977. Still, when you think about it, it just seems very..."

"I sure understand what you mean, Marty," Jennifer replied, softly. "It still feel a little strange to me, in fact. Of course, I'm happy for Doc - and the kids are so adorable. It was very nice of Doc to invite us over. Y'know, I think Verne tends to look up to you!"

"I've noticed that," agreed Marty, laughing. "The thing is, he simply acts like a typical kid of the 1980s - one would hardly guess that he was born in the 19th Century. The thing is, Verne is always asking for me to teach him some skateboard tricks. While I'm flattered by this... Well, I do have a feeling that Clara wouldn't quite approve of it."

"I see what you mean, Marty," agreed Jennifer. "Clara can be quite protective, when it comes to her children. Of course, as a mother, it's really only natural. Also, Verne is only five years old. I agree that he's simply too young to be doing any of that stuff."

"Hi, Marty! Hi, Jennifer!" called out Verne, as he and Jules walked into the room. "This is a great day. I'm sure feeling excited for this evening. Mom told us that we can each open one present. We have to wait until tomorrow, to open the rest. Still, I'm sure..."

"I actually hope to get a new chemistry set," Jules added, smiling. "At any rate, I was simply thinking of what Dad's first Christmas might've been like - with Mom, that is. I'm sure that Christmas must've really seemed different to him. In a way, I suppose some things have stayed the same. Still, I'm sure that he's had to make some adjustment."

"I'm sure he really was happy to be with your mom," replied Marty, smiling. "Although, I'm sure he also missed me. It quite feels so strange to think of how eight Christmases have passed, since the time I last spent Christmas with him. In a way, it sure feels..."

"Yeah, it's strange to think of how time travel really works," Jules replied, smiling. "I'm sure that Dad really did miss you. It must've been a real exciting year for him, though - as he was in a rather different time period. Mom must've been very happy, as well."

"Why don't we just head back to Christmas Eve of 1885," suggested Verne, "and pay Mom and Dad a little visit? Anyway, Marty, I'm sure that Dad was quite missing you. I think he'd really be happy to see you, in fact - and they sure don't have to know who Jules and I are. We could just explain that... that we're some good friends of yours."

"Well, I'm actually not sure about this," Marty replied, doubtfully. "Back then, my alias was Clint Eastwood - and, as far as everyone else was very concerned, I'm supposed to be dead. It would be like seeing a ghost. I'm simply not sure that we should risk it!"

"You could maybe claim to be Clint Eastwood's twin brother," suggested Jules. "I think you should just use the name, uh, John Wayne Eastwood. Anyway, I think Verne has very good idea. At the time, Mom would actually be carrying me - and I just think..."

"How about just using the aliases Bert and Ernie?" added Verne, smiling. "Jules can be Bert, and I'll be Ernie. We could say that we're some cousins of yours. Anyway, Dad's talked about how he's really missed you - while he was in the past. I think he'd be real happy to see you. It'd set his mind at ease - knowing that you arrived home, safely."

"Well, since you've put it that way..." Marty replied, as his lips curved into a smile. "At least, he would feel real good about knowing that the train didn't crash into me. Still, I can't help but feel a little... Somehow, I feel as if Doc still wouldn't exactly approve."

"Actually, I don't think it's a bad idea," Jennifer replied, with enthusiasm. "I quite think he'd be happy to see us. When you think about it, it'd rather make his Christmas more enjoyable - as he'd be able to see us. I'd also be real interested in visiting that year."

"Well, okay," Marty replied, as he gave a sigh of resignation. "Before we head back in time, though, we'd better just change into some more period-appropriate clothes. We wouldn't quite want to stick out, like a sore thumb. If anyone else spots us, I'll explain that I'm John Wayne Eastwood - Clint Eastwood's twin brother. Well, then, let's go!"

"Yippee!" Jules cried out, excitedly. To Verne, he added, "I just can't believe that you simply suggested using the names of Sesame Street characters. Well, I guess Bert's a good name. Well, It's A Wonderful Life also has Bert and Ernie as names for buddies."

Marty smiled, as he led the group to Doc's lab. Upon thinking about it, he really had to admit that it'd be so nice to pay Doc and Clara of 1885 a little visit. He thought of how it'd simply be about two-and-a-half months, since Doc watched Marty leave for 1985.

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Marty felt nervous, as he was driving the DeLorean to Hill Valley Park. What if Buford was waiting for him? He didn't wish to have his Christmas ruined by a psychopath. He wondered how people would react, upon seeing him. Would they be very frightened, once they notice his strong resemblance to "Clint Eastwood"? That wouldn't be good.

"This is so exciting," Verne commented, cheerfully. "I'm wondering if we should just let Mom and Dad know the truth. I'm sure that they'd simply be happy to see us. I'm sure that Mom would also feel quite relieved, knowing that her first pregnancy went well."

"Oh, I'm not too sure about that," Marty replied, swallowing. "Your dad really has this thing, y'know, about not knowing too much about your own future." Just then, Marty realized something. "Come to think of it, though, how else would I explain you guys?"

"Yeah, I don't suppose Doc would be quite too keen on you taking just any old kids on a time travel trip," agreed Jennifer. "An alternate solution, I guess, would be to really just let Doc know that those are kids that he could trust. Although, from that, I guess he would deduct that these are his future children. We should just tell him the truth."

"Okay, I guess we'll just tell him the truth," Marty replied, nervously. "I guess Seamus would really be happy to see me. Although, as far as he'd be concerned, I'd simply be an entirely different person - even if tell him that I'm Clint Eastwood's twin brother."

"It'll actually be like taking a real nice vacation," gushed Jennifer, excitedly. "The best thing thing of all, is that we can simply come back just a minute from when we left. Of course, we'll be a little older - but it wouldn't be enough to make a great difference."

"Well, as long as we don't quite overdo it," pointed out Jules, quietly. "After all, when you think about, the minutes can rather add up. Take Verne and I, for example. I'm a little less than two years older than him, but I still look noticeably older. That might be part of why Dad doesn't really like for us to go on too many time travel trips, in fact."

"I never really thought too much about it, to be honest," Jennifer replied, quietly. "In the future, rejuvenation surgery will be made possible. That'll be very awesome, as it was what added about thirty to forty years to Doc's life. I think the future will rock!"

"It's even better than the hoverboard," Verne replied, cheerfully. "Sometimes, I really do wish that Dad brought us to 2015 - instead of 1985. Still, I understand that he just didn't wish to make you and Marty wait. It'd also be harder era for Mom to adjust to."

"All right, guys," called out Marty, as he began to hover the DeLorean. "You know the drill. Brace yourselves for temporal displacement." Marty's palms really felt sweaty, as he realized that he would really enter a hundred years into the past. As the DeLorean reached 88 miles per hour, Marty suddenly felt as if something was just a little amiss.