"You're 12 and I'm 13. That makes me older!" Wilbur shouted.

"Well, I was born in the past, which makes me older and the boss of you!" Lewis shouted back. In his anger he accidentally pulled the steering wheel off. They began spinning uncontrollably towards the ground. Not a good predicament for Alice. They crashed into the ground causing Alice to fall off, hit her head and become unconscious. "I am so dead…" Wilbur mumbles as they both get out of the time machine. "I'm not allowed to look at this thing let alone drive it! Mom and dad are gonna kill me. And I can tell you this; it will not be done with mercy!"

"Uh Wilbur..?" Lewis spoke, his voice shaky.
"What?" Asked Wilbur.
"Alice…"
"Who..?"
Lewis points to the unconscious Alice sprawled out on the ground. They look at each other, then at Alice, then quickly picked her up and placed her in the time machine. Lewis sighed softly. "Well, Somebody's gonna have to fix this."

"Good idea. You're smart. You fix it."

"Are you crazy? I can't fix this thing."
"Yes you can. You broke it. You fix it."
Lewis sighs. "All right, under one condition. I fix it; you take me back to see my mom."
Wilbur crossed his arms. "Fine."
Lewis looks over at Alice. "And what about her..?"
"We can take her back to my house with the time machine. We'll sneak them into the garage. You'll have all the tools you need." They began pushing the time machine towards the Robinson's house.

"What about your parents?"
"Mom never goes in there, and Dads on a business trip until tomorrow morning. You've got until then to fix it. And hopefully…" He looks over to Alice. "She'll be awake soon." Wilbur looked over to Alice, a slightly worried expression look on his face.
"Well, fine, but I'm gonna need some blueprints for this or something."

"No worries. I got someone who could help us with that." As they made their way up to the garage door a loud voice was heard.

"Who dares disturb my sanctuary?"
Wilbur rolled his eyes "Carl, it's me. Let me in."
"None may enter unless they speak the royal password."
"Carl, what are you talking about? We don't have a password."
"Yes we do. I made one up while you were gone."

Wilbur smirked "Well, then how am I supposed to know what it is?"

"You…" Carl paused for a moment. "Good point." Carl then proceeded to open the garage door "Welcome back little buddy." Wilbur and Lewis began wheeling the time machine into the garage. "So, what's up with the stolen time machine? Did you find it?" Wilbur glared at Carl "Apparently not. And you managed to bust this one as well." Carl sighed.

"It'll be fixed before dad gets home." Wilbur replied.

"And how do you suppose that's gonna happe-" Carl paused, noticing the blond haired boy. "Who's that?"
Lewis smiled, holding out a hand to Carl "Wow, a real robot! Hi, I'm Lewis!"
Carl looked at Lewis, at his hair, then began screaming and ran into a transporter tube.
"Well, that was unexpected." Lewis said confused. Wilbur quickly grabbed a fruit hat and slammed it onto Lewis's head. "As was that."
"If my family finds out I brought you from the past, they'll bury me alive and dance on my grave. I'm not exaggerating! Well, yes I am, but not the point. The point is, your hair is a dead giveaway."
"Why would my hair be a dead giveaway?"
"That is an excellent question." Wilbur smiled as he ran over to a travel tube.

"Wait! Where are you going?"
"Another excellent question." Wilbur then gets transported up the tube.
"But I don't just wanna sit here!"
Wilbur comes back through the tube. "Stay."

"But…" Wilbur was already gone by this point. Lewis sighs as he looks over at Alice, not realising he was walking under a travel tube. Suddenly he got sucked up into the tube and transported all the way over to the front door.