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Within the last few days, Marty has divided his time between doing things with Emmett and his friends and spending time with his paternal grandparents. Marty had been very mindful not to give out information about the future - remembering Doc's many lectures about disrupting the space-time continuum. He hoped that their revenge plan on Howard Needles would not create a time paradox.
Baby George has taken an instant liking to Marty - and Marty has, in turn, been quite fond of the baby who would one day be his father. He also found himself feeling bad that this adorable little baby would spend much of his early years being bullied by Biff Tannen and his gang.
Marty had also gotten a chance to meet Nancy, and he found her to be a very friendly girl. He couldn't help but wonder why their relationship eventually drifted apart. He would have to ask Doc, as soon as he returned to 1986.
Marty was preparing to leave for the Spring Picnic, when Arthur and Sylvia walked into the room.
'So, Mike, are you leaving for the picnic, soon?' asked Sylvia.
'Uh, yeah,' replied Marty, 'I was going to meet Emmett at his house in an hour.'
'So you're not coming back here after the picnic, Mike?' Arthur asked Marty.
'Uh, no,' replied Marty. 'I have to start heading for home after the picnic. I mean, it's been great being with you guys. You were all wonderful. It's just that it's time for me to head home.'
'You know, Mike,' Arthur said, sighing, 'We really are gonna miss you.'
'Yeah, Mike,' Sylvia agreed, nodding, 'we really enjoyed having you stay with us for a week. We were so concerned about you, when those bullies hurt you.'
'Yeah, you're just like your brother,' added Arthur. 'You really do have a heart of gold. I really mean it. There should be more people like you in this world.'
'Well, thank you,' Marty said, managing a small smile. 'It gives me the warm fuzzies.'
'You know, Mike, it's so hard to say good bye,' Sylvia said, blinking back tears. 'Will we ever see you, again?'
'Yeah, it's possible,' Marty replied, quietly. He then began to realize this might be the last time he would ever see his paternal grandparents, as both were dead in 1986.
'Can I have a hug, Mike?' Sylvia asked, as a tear rolled down her cheek.
'Sure,' Marty replied, as he threw his arms around Sylvia. Then Marty himself began to weep. As much as he was excited about returning to 1986, he really would miss Arthur and Sylvia. In a way, he would also miss the teen versions of Emmett, Leanne, and Karen - even though he would see them again as older adults.
'Say, Mike,' Arthur asked, 'I want you to save some room in your belly for the picnic, but would you like another bowl of our rice pudding before you go?'
'Oh, sure,' replied Marty, as he lifted up his tear-stained face. 'You guys make very good rice pudding. It has just the right amount of cinnamon in it, and no raisons. I'm never been too fond of raisons, unless they're in fruit soup.'
'Oh, you should have told us that you like fruit soup,' Sylvia exclaimed. 'I could have made some for you. Say, why don't you come back here after the picnic - and I can give you some to go?'
'Okay, sure,' replied Marty. 'I guess I could stop back here after the picnic. Thank you so much! You guys are great!'
'Well, I suppose you're going to leave now, eh?' asked Sylvia. 'Have fun, and enjoy yourself! Don't get into any trouble!'
'Got it,' Marty replied, grinning. 'Thanks so much. I'll be back here for the fruit soup.'
'Good,' replied Sylvia, smiling, as she served up some rice pudding. She then placed the bowl on the table, and Marty sat down to eat.
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'Today is a nice day for a walk, eh, Mike?' asked Emmett.
'Oh, absolutely!' agreed Marty. 'This is such nice weather. It's not too warm or too cold.'
Just then, Nancy came running up to them, and she whispered, 'Guess what? They did it! Mission accomplished!'
'Thank you so much, honey,' whispered Emmett. 'You are the best.'
'Oh, anything for a lovely man like you,' gushed Nancy, as she gave Emmett a kiss.
'You know, Mike,' Emmett was saying, 'I'm gonna be very sad to see you go. You've really made a difference in my life. I don't have too many friends that I can really confide in. Will I ever see you, again?'
'I guarantee it,' Marty replied, smiling. 'It's been great spending the last week with you.'
'I'm really gonna miss you, Mike,' Emmett said, wistfully. 'You've been a great friend.'
Just then, there was a sound of a loud whistle blowing.
'I guess it's time to eat,' Marty said, smiling. 'Let's go!'
Emmett and Marty then walked to their table, without saying a word. Emmett ran his hand across the seat of the chair, making sure it wasn't wet. He then sat down. After a few minutes, Howard Needles and his gang went to sit down. As soon as Howard sat down, he made a huge face. He then shot Emmett a furious look. Emmett just smiled at him, then turned to Marty and smiled.
Then one of the chaperones went to their table and said, 'It's your turn to serve yourselves.'
As Howard stood up, it was obvious that the seat of his pants was all wet. Everyone started laughing at Howard, while Howard's face turned a brilliant shade of red. Howard then marched up to Emmett, and angrily demanded, 'How dare you, Emmett Brown! How dare you!'
'How dare I what?' Emmett asked, innocently. 'How dare I thwart your plan to humiliate me?'
Before Howard could respond, one of the chaperones went up to him and asked, 'Why are your pants all wet? Did you go in your pants?'
Everyone was snickering at Howard, now. Emmett and Marty were both laughing pretty loudly. Howard was sputtering red.
'I'm going to take you home, Howard,' the chaperone continued. 'We can't have you here at the picnic with wet pants.'
'But Emmett did it!' shouted Howard. 'I'm telling you, it's him!'
'Oh, you mean the person you regularly bully?' the chaperone asked, smiling.
Howard was too stunned to reply. Marty and Emmett watched, as the chaperone and Howard walked away. Marty and Emmett then went to serve themselves.