December 24, 1010
5:30 PM Narnia Time
World of Narnia
Marty glanced between his double and Laurent. It seemed so strange to think of how much Laurent quite resembled his own mother. She even had a rather similar name to Marty's mother, Lorraine. He thought of his father has always rather encouraged him to keep an open mind. Still, it didn't necessarily mean that his father went to Narnia.
"How's Marty doing?" asked Sarah, as she stepped into the room. She really stared at Laurent, as she gasped, "Wow! You do look just like Marty's mom! While my boyfriend was passed out, your son told me about how his father was 'George' - like Marty's!"
"We think he might even be the same one," commented Martin, smiling. "It appears as if my twin is also very interested in music, like I am. I was always somewhat curious to see the Land of Man was really like. Anyway, Marty, when is your father's birthday?"
"Well, my father was born on the first of March," explained Marty. "So, Martin, would that also be the birthday of your father?" Martin nodded, as he smiled. "Whoa, this is heavy! This would just mean that... Well, not only are we the same age - but so were are fathers, when we were born. The thing is, you and I practically are twins!"
"Yeah, I think we are," agreed Martin, with a look of amazement. "Although, actually, I'm really thirty years older than you." Marty just didn't know how to respond to that. "Oh, Marty, I'm just teasing you! It's strange to think that our names are so similar."
"Actually, our names are quite the same," corrected Marty, softly. "You see, 'Marty' is a nickname for 'Martin'. I'm rather not sure if your culture has nicknames. You'd better just call me 'Marty', though - in order to avoid confusion. We're much alike, already!"
"Well, that's even more amazing!" gasped Martin. "When my father was still in Narnia, he was a storyteller. In fact, he simply wrote a book - that became so popular. It was called A Nymph's Courage. It is about a young nymph who starts out quite lacking the courage to stand up for herself, and those she cares about - until she receives a..."
"My father also has a book with that title!" exclaimed Marty. "Later on, I really should read that book - and compare. This was my father's first novel. It'd probably be quite different, though. I know that the book really went through several drafts, after all."
"Your world is a little different, as well," pointed out Laurent. "Well, if you children are feeling pretty hungry, I've cooked up some ham and mashed potatoes. I've also fixed up a kettle of hot cocoa. Well, Marty, it rather is a pleasure - having your company."
"Thanks, uh, Laurent," Marty replied, nervously. He decided that this might be such a bad vacation, after all. Granted, he didn't want to live here. He'd sure miss his family, as well as life of the 1980s. Most of all, he'd miss his rock and roll. Still, he quite found the place to be fascinating. "It's so nice to meet some new potential family members."
"I really am enjoying this place, as well," added Sarah. Marty smiled, as he glanced at his girlfriend. This was another major plus about this trip. "Though, I rather must say, it's so hard for me to look at your son - and not see my boyfriend. It's rather freaky."
"The rings!" gasped Marty, as he just realized something. "Those were a present from my father. As soon as Sarah and I put on those rings, they transported us here! That very well could mean that we share a father." With a sigh, he added, "This is heavy!"
"I don't understand where weight comes into this," Laurent replied, confused. "At any rate, I'm not sure about you - but I'm feeling a little hungry. The Beavers invited us to their party, but I wasn't able to make it. Marta's been so sick, and I quite reckon she's scared of the... We should simply think positively - and trust Aslan to come through."
Marty smiled, as he sat at the table. He was simply looking forward to meeting young Marta. He really wondered how old the little girl was, and if George was also her father. Sometimes, Marty sure wished that he wasn't the youngest child in his family.
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As Marty glanced around the table, he felt a little nervous. While he was always very outgoing, and not really the shy type of person - this wasn't exactly a normal type of situation. He sure wondered if any if those teenagers actually grew up in the Narnian world - or if, like him, they were all just visitors from worlds similar to that of his own.
"How about introducing ourselves?" suggested Marty, trying to sound as confident as possible. "My name's Marty McFly - and this is my girlfriend, Jennifer Parker. We quite enjoy Narnia, so far. This place is totally awesome! We also just met Sarah Williams."
"My name is Cameron Frye," offered one of the other boys. "This is Ferris Bueller, my best friend - and his sister, Jeanie. I'm still not sure of just how the three of us simply ended up here - but... Well, I must admit that I'm actually starting to enjoy it here!"
"I'm Harvey Dornacker," added another boy. "This is my sister, Julie. This is simply our first time of being in Narnia - but, for much of our lives, we sure were a close friend to a Narnian. It was a pretty multicoloured bird, called Floria. She first came to us, about thirteen years ago. At the time, I was only five years old - while Julie was just four."
"That sounds rather delightful!" gushed another girl. "My name is Wendy Darling - and my little sister, Emily, is also here. I was simply good friends with Peter Pan, for a little over six years. We adopted the Lost Boys of the time. Emily wasn't quite born, yet."
Marty was stunned, as he was quite familiar with most of those names. Three of them were from the movie, Ferris Bueller's Day Off - which was rather another present that Doc purchased, from one year into the future. It really felt strange to see them here.
Furthermore, he also really was familiar with the name Wendy Darling - have watched both read the book and watched the Disney adaption. It seemed quite strange to see the heroine in the flesh. Granted, he rather never heard of a little sister named Emily. However, Wendy did mention that she was born a little after there adventures.
"It's real great to meet all of you," Jennifer replied, smiling. "I really hope that we can find a way to defeat Jareth and Captain Hook. If I'm not simply mistaken, I do have a good feeling that Aslan will be involved. Still, I have a feeling that we'll be involved."
"I think I can handle that," Sarah commented, somewhat nervously. "A little over two years ago, I sure made a very foolish wish. I was so annoyed with my little brother, I wished for him to be taken away. When that actually did happen, I just regretted it."
"That's so terrible!" gasped Wendy, shocked. "I sometimes have my moments with my brothers, as well as Emily. Still, I'm really like a second mother to them. After all, while we were in Neverland, I was actually a mother to the Lost Boys - as well as to Michael and John. I'd never simply wish for them to disappear. I care about them, too much."
"Actually, I can relate to Sarah," commented Jeanie, blushing. "Ferris and I sure don't always get along. In fact, I sometimes simply can't stand him. It often seems like Mom and Dad likes him, better than me. Still, at other times, Ferris actually isn't that bad."
"Well, I've certainly learned my lesson," Sarah replied, blushing. "I mean, I simply feel ashamed of just how I acted. Granted, I still don't have the greatest relationship with my stepmother. Neither does Toby, though - and he's really her biological son."
"Sometimes, I dislike being the youngest in my family," Marty commented, sighing. "Of course, it isn't all bad. Still, I remember being younger - and quite resenting how I had an earlier bedtime than Dave and Linda. I just didn't think it was fair. I really didn't like the idea of them having fun, while I was in bed. All in all, though, I simply love them!"
"Harvey and I get along, almost all the time," explained Julie. "Our parents are rather wonderful people. Our mother is quite familiar with Narnia, too - although, I guess we shouldn't tell you who she is. Our father is also quite open-minded. They're far out!"
"That's awesome!" gushed Marty. "My father's also an open-minded person. He's sure big on science fiction. He released his very first novel, not long ago - and he's working on his second. He's also published a lot of short stories, and won an award in 1973."
"I quite have a feeling that we're from different time periods," commented Harvey. "It was 1974, where Julie and I came from. It sure seems as if most of you here are from more into the future, though. On the other hand, Wendy sure seems to be from more into the past. It's interesting to think that we actually came from all over the place."
"By the time 1974 really comes around," Wendy explained, pensively, "most likely, I'll actually have grandchildren around my age. Perhaps, even older. Crikey! As if I wasn't feeling old enough, already! I reckon that's actually of no matter, right now."
"Of course not," Marty replied, softly. "Well, it's sure great to meet all of you. It looks like dinner will be ready, soon. It's nice to know that, when we return home, we really well return to about the same moment we left. Hell, we won't even have aged a bit!"
"That will be totally awesome!" exclaimed Ferris. "Well, I must say that I'm happy that we ended up here - even if we really... I'm not quite sure if I'd want to live here, though. After all, this world sure doesn't have all the technology that I'm used to. It'd get rather dull, as well - not having any rock and roll music to get you all pumped up."
"I hear ya, Ferris!" agreed Marty, as he fully understood what Ferris meant. He really didn't feel as if he be in favour of just moving here, as nice as the world seemed. Still, for a little vacation, it'd be great. Of course, having Jennifer with him actually helped.