10:30 PM PST
Marty One was getting quite nervous, as he was playing Scrabble with his other self and Jennifer. It was already getting late at night, and the Doc from last week hasn't returned. He certainly never expected the trip to be taking quite this long.
"I am having very much fun with this," Marty One commented. Turning to his older self, he added, "It looks like you are doing great. You'd better watch out, though. I might soon catch up with you. It's really a shame that many of my favourite words are just too long for this game. Words like 'serenity' and 'euphoria', for instance."
"I guess today is just my lucky day," Marty Two replied, smiling. "You're not doing too bad yourself, though, so you might have a real chance to beat me. It's so nice that the word 'awesome' was used tonight, though. That's such a great word!"
"This actually is not fair," Jennifer said, as she playfully stuck out her tongue. "You're both the same person, so you actually have twice the chance of winning over me. So you sure do have an unfair advantage. I don't know how I let you rope me into this."
"Well, we were getting real bored," Marty Two replied, "so we just decided to play a game together. As I don't remember being my younger self, I can't cheat. Anyway, it's just a game - and it's really nothing to take so seriously. Let's just have fun!"
"Besides," Marty One added, smiling, "you are the one who wants the both of us to sleep with you tonight. If we can humour you with that plan, then we think you can humour us wih this game. So that's only fair, as far as we're concerned."
"Oh, I know that," Jennifer said, smiling. "I was only playing around with you two. I must admit that this is pretty fun, being able to do things with both versions of you. As much as we're having so much fun, though - I just hope Doc can get the display panels fixed soon. I can imagine this is very risky for the space-time continuum."
Almost as if on cue, Doc One had returned. "Well, gang," Doc One was saying, "this is taking me a lot longer than I figured it would. I am pretty exhausted, now - and I should turn in soon. I'll get up early tomorrow, and see what else I can work out."
"Wait a minute, Doc," Marty One protested. "Are you telling me that we're going to have to sleep here, tonight? I'm just not sure if I can even get a good rest tonight. I'm afraid that something terrible might happen, while I'm sound asleep."
"Just try not to fret, Marty," Doc One replied. "The worst thing that could happen is that our older selves may fade away from existence. I'm not sure when that might happen, but I'm sure it's not going to have a negative affect on ourselves."
"Well, maybe not on our physical bodies," Marty One pointed out, "but wouldn't the whole town just be in a panic. What if they decide to place me under house arrest? Then we might never be able to go back in time to last week, and my parents may not let me spend time with you, anymore. I'm afraid of what might happen!"
"Leave everything to me, Marty" Doc One replied. "Just try to rest easy tonight, and we should be able to have everything fixed tomorrow. I'll also think of a good cover story that should be able to convince your parents why you were gone."
"Well, you're the doc, Doc," Marty One replied, as he went to hug his older friend. "I guess you really know what you're doing. This is still pretty scary for me to think of, though. I suppose it could be worse, though - like if this happened as late as 2015."
"Right," Marty Two added, "and we would just be presumed dead for thirty years. If we made a sudden appearance, people would wonder where we came from. If they were take out thumbprints, they would be quite amazed by how we didn't age - and they might ship us off to a lab or something. So this could definitely be worse."
"Good night, everyone," Doc One called out, as he turned to head upstairs. "By the way, don't stay up too late. I really hope we can we can be able to leave tomorrow morning. Like you, I want to get out of here, before the ripple effect catches up."
"Good night, Doc," Marty One called out. He swallowed deeply, and then he turned to Jennifer and said, "Okay, Jennifer, I think it's your turn. You really are doing good."
"Thank you," Jennifer said, smiling. "This is sure fun, being able to interact with you like this. When we're done with the game, we should maybe turn in soon. I just had so much fun with this whole thing. Well, now I'll see if I could try to beat you two!"
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"Man, I can't believe I'm going to sleep with myself, tonight," Marty One commented, as he turned to his slightly older self. "I guess Jennifer quite wishes to sleep between the two of you. I'm not sure about you, but this will be a very surreal experience!"
"Oh, what do you mean you're not sure about me?" Marty Two asked, laughing. "I'm you, silly! I can't believe Jennifer roped us into that plan. At least, we won't be doing the deed with her. I guess this still feels strange for me. We will really be humouring her, though - and I guess we might as well do this, to keep her happy."
"I can't believe this!" Marty One said, with a nervous laugh. "I am actually standing here and talking to myself, while Jennifer is making some hot cocoa for us. I guess you won the game tonight - and I'm really not jealous, as I know I will be you next week. Well, next week from my standpoint, I mean! Time travel is so confusing!"
"Yeah, you may say that again," Marty Two replied, as he suddenly reached out to tickle his younger self on the sides. As Marty One collapsed on the bed, Marty Two added, "Man! I could have so much fun with! I guess I am very ticklish!"
"Please! Stop it! Stop it!" Marty One protested, through helpless laughter. "Gee, am I really this ruthless? Oh, come on! Please stop! Whatever you do, please do not tickle me on the soles of my feet! Just don't forget that you and I are the same person!"
"Hey, Marty and Marty!" Jennifer called out, as she stepped into the room. "The two of you are really horsing around, I can see. Well, I made hot chocolate for the both of you - and I even made sure to put plenty of marshmallows in both."
"Thank you so much, Jenn," Marty One replied, just as his older self stopped finally tickling him. "I see you got us some chip-and-mint ice cream, too! I could really go for some ice cream, right now! I certainly wonder if we'll be able to get much sleep tonight, as this was just a day full of craziness for me. I am a little tired, though."
"I was thinking of something," Jennifer explained. "Seeing as Verne does have this video game that he wanted, I think this is real good news for you. It mean you will eventually make it back to last. It's really only a matter of when, you know."
"As much as I would just like to believe you, Jenn," Marty One said, sighing, "I'm not very sure if that's exactly true. I keep thinking that if, we stay here long enough, the older version of myself and Doc would soon fade away. That's what I'm sure worried about. I know my parents would not too kindly for my long disappearance."
"Then why would I be here?" Marty Two protested. "It just wouldn't make sense for the older Doc and myself to be here, if getting the video game for Verne caused us to be stranded one week in the future. I think you're just worrying way too much. I mean, there must be some reason why I'm here in the future - and not just you."
Marty One was stunned, as he never expected to be arguing with himself. "I guess you both are right," Marty One replied, sighing. "It's just that, well, time travel just makes me real worried. I mean, I still have nightmares about the world where Biff was real powerful and corrupt - and there was week when I had to get my parents together, because I accidentally disrupted with the meeting. It was so stressful."
"I understand what you mean," Marty Two replied. "There was also the time when I was stuck in that alternate reality where I was just my own father, and I had a twin named Arthur. I mean, it wasn't a bad reality - even if it did freak me out a little bit that I actually married my own mother. Still, it was a rather scary experience."
"Well, let's go crawl into bed, now," suggested Jennifer. "I'm sure that snuggling up under these covers can make us feel real nice and relaxed. Then we can enjoy our hot cocoa and our ice cream, as well as just enjoying each other's company."
Marty One was feeling somewhat nervous, as the three of them stepped into the bed. He was sitting on the right side of Jennifer. It was sure comfortable under the covers, and he figured that this would not be such a bad plan. It might be a rather interesting experience, in fact. He enjoyed the music that was coming from the stereo.