"UGH! Not again!" A loud groan could be heard all throughout the Gokey household. "Come on, Logan", the gray-haired man on the couch said. "You used to love watching me on 'American Idol'!" Another groan. "Yea, but that was BEFORE I watched it a MILLION times!" 15-year-old Logan Gokey absolutely HATED watching videos of his grandfather, Danny, on 'American Idol'. The show didn't even exist anymore! (Of course, the tapes were 55 years old.) Logan's grandfather was still upset about not winning the competition. He still talked about the "apocalypse" (end of the world) - May 13, 2009. "Its been 55 years," the teen shouted. "GET OVER IT!" He stormed out of the room with a pout on his face and an idea bubbling up inside of him. "If only there was a way to just make him forget about it…" Logan thought when he reached his bedroom. "Or…change it..." And then it dawned on him. "Didn't I buy a time machine last Tuesday?" He could be so forgetful sometimes! He was also surprised that in modern times, 2064, there STILL wasn't a cure for having blonde moments…
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"Hello, Logan," Logan's mother, Jennifer, said when he came downstairs, with a hint of anger in her voice. Unlike Logan, his mother had agreed to watch Danny's tapes…again. Grandpa Danny was sobbing on the couch. "I'm going out," Logan said while opening the garage door. His mother got up from the couch. "And just where are you going, young man?" She placed her hands on her hips. "Jen," Grandpa Danny said. "Could you get me another box of Kleenex?" Logan knew that he wasn't going to get off easy. His grandfather hadn't cried over the tapes in a while. He must have REALLY upset him. "Sure, Dad" Logan's mother answered casually. And she did. But on her way back to the couch, she gave Logan her famous death glare. "Kitchen." She said. "Now." Logan obeyed, and braced himself for the worst. He hadn't seen his mother THIS angry since he had spilled spaghetti sauce all over his mom's favorite white dress when he was seven. This was a serious matter. "You've really upset your grandfather." His mother scolded after the Kleenex were safely delivered. "I know, but I'm gonna fix it." Logan answered defensively. "I'm gonna use the time machine to change the past!" His mother's glare softened a bit. Logan knew he was on a roll. His mother sighed. "Logan Thomas Gokey, how many times have I told you that playing with time can be dangerous?" Logan thought for a moment. "Never" he said. His mother looked him straight in the eye. "Well, I'm telling you now. I can see that you want to help your grandfather, which is the ONLY reason I'm letting you go. But don't think that you're off the hook. I'll deal with you when you get back." Logan smiled "Thanks mom!" He ran to get his jacket. The boundaries of time and space could sometimes get a little chilly. "One more thing," Jennifer told her son, "Be careful."