The week had been the best. But like all good things, it was doomed to end. Wilbur and Lewis stayed up late, got up early, and enjoyed the last few precious moments that they had together. At about nine in the morning, they headed out to the field.
"Well, bye. See you… well, I'm not sure exactly when I will see you again, and it hard to specify time right now," Lewis said as he and Wilbur started to laugh at the time joke. Wilbur gave Lewis a hug.
"Bye dad." Lewis let go of Wilbur and looked at him. They smiled at each other and then Lewis turned around and ran back towards the house. Only when he reached the top of the hill did Lewis look back. As soon as Lewis was completely gone from view, Wilbur heard the familiar sound of the time machine coming into existence.
Wilbur braced himself. He didn't want to think about anything concerning anything at the moment, and the leaving would make him think. He knew that Cornelius would pick up on the body language and would want to know what was bothering him. Wilbur threw his things in the back and climbed in the front of the time machine.
"How was it?" Cornelius asked in almost a monotone voice without looking up.
"Good or whatever the answer should be since it was technically a punishment."
"That's good."
Wilbur looked up to his dad. Something was bothering Cornelius, and there were two things that led to such a conclusion. One was the questions and answers were in monotone and made no sense with the responses Wilbur was giving his father. The second was the look on Cornelius' face. He wasn't smiling, and he almost always did. Plus, his eyes weren't there. He was thinking, or trying not to, about something that was bothering him. After a moment of awkward silence and Wilbur watching his dad very closely, Mr. Robinson looked at his son and smiled. It startled Wilbur at how fast the mood had changed in his dad.
"Let's get back home. Your mother was worried sick, since we didn't see her much at this time. It was one of the only weekends she never heard from me."
Wilbur was even more confused. How could one person's mood change so quickly?
"Whatever works dad. You don't have to tell me twice. Mom will be a mess as it is. Besides, you're driving."
Mr. Robinson turned the machine on as fast as humanly possible. The time machine took off. Wilbur looked at his dad again. Mr. Robinson was trying very hard to cover up whatever was bothering him. But if you looked at him, things were as right as rain. Maybe something had happened. Maybe something had changed. But what was it? Could it be…? No, he wouldn't think about that now, he didn't need to think about what he was doing. Wilbur looked at the clock. He wanted to remember the date and time. He couldn't explain why, but he felt like it was important. 11:11 December 14, 2008. Wilbur closed his eyes and tried to focus on what would he do when he got home to try and forget about her. As they flew away, Wilbur heard someone from down below screaming. When Wilbur opened his eyes, he looked at his dad. There were new tears in Cornelius' eyes. It was now 11:12 December 14, 2038.
ps: remember the time and date that is bolded. It will be important. (thats why its bold ;)