Chapter 6
Tuesday, February 22nd 775 A.D
3:45pm
30 minutes later, Marty and the Dragon Ball Z gang arrived at the Capsule Corp. Marty was carried by Gohan all the way and it was very uncomfortable.
They landed. Bulma walked up to the door and opened it. Bulma, Marty, Trunks, Vegeta, Piccolo and Tien walked in. The others went back home, probably to train for the Androids. Inside, a man who looked to be about sixty was in there working on something.
"Hey Dad!" Bulma said.
The man looked up. Marty could see his full face now. The man had a white mane of hair, similar to Doc's but it was flopped down like Trunk's, a white mustache and big wide-rimmed glasses. He wore a lab coat over a blue shirt and had a cigarette in his mouth.
"Oh hello Bulma." He said. He then looked at Marty, Trunks, and the two time machines that Piccolo and Tien were carrying.
"Who are you two?" He asked, pointing to Marty and Trunks. "And what are those contraptions that those two are carrying.
"Um, my name is Marty McFly, and I come from the future. I was wondering, maybe you could help Bulma fix not only my time machine, but his one as well." Marty said, pointing to Trunks.
"That so? Interesting." He said. "My name is Dr. Briefs."
"So Dad, could you help me fix these things?" Bulma asked.
"I suppose so." Dr Briefs said.
"Great! Here is my time machine." Marty said. Piccolo walked over and placed it down, then left.
"And here is my time machine." Trunks said. Tien set that down, and also left.
"Boy, they don't look like they are in the best condition. Tell you what. Bulma, you can work on that young man with the purple hair's machine and I'll work on Marty's machine." Dr Briefs said.
"Okay Dad." Bulma said.
"So, um, Dr Briefs." Marty said. "How does it look?"
Dr Briefs took a closer inspection. "Well, Marty, the hood of the car is twisted and battered, that Y shaped device is shattered, and that display that you must put in the time in is broken." He said. "What is that device shaped like the Y called?"
"It's called the Flux Capacitor." Marty explained.
"I see. Well, I should be able to fix the time machine, but it will take a long time." Dr Briefs said.
"Uh how long?" Marty asked nervously.
"I'm not sure... 3 years I guess." Dr Briefs said.
"3 YEARS?!?!" Marty yelled in disbelief. "3 years?!. 133,225 days of-"
"What?" Bulma interrupted. "3 years isn't 133,225 days. It's only 21 days!"
Then Marty remembered he wasn't in this world anymore. He did some quick calculations and now realized that 3 years was actually just 3 weeks.
"Oh." Marty said, embarrassed with his outburst. "Sorry. My mistake."
"Aw don't worry about it." Bulma said. "You are from another dimension so I guess that isn't surprising."
Vegeta spoke up for the first time. "Listen." He said to Dr Briefs, " I need you to build a training capsule like Kakkarot's."
Dr Briefs raised an eyebrow. "What on earth for?" He said.
" I need to train for the Androids. And I want to become a Super Saiyan." Vegeta explained.
"Super Saiyan? What's that?" Marty asked.
"It is when your hair goes blond, your eyes go green, and your power goes off the chart kid." Vegeta said.
"Well, I guess so Vegeta." Dr Briefs said.
"Hey wait a minute!" Marty said. "You need to fix my time machine!"
"Don't worry Marty. Building a training capsule won't take me long." Dr Briefs said.
Just then, the door opened. A woman with blond hair and a apron on carried a tray of cakes and cookies. "Would anybody like any cakes?" She asked.
"Yeah, but who are you?" Marty asked.
"I am Dr Briefs's wife." She replied.
"You are? But you look so young!" Marty said.
"I may look young, but I am the same age as Dr Briefs." Mrs Briefs said.
Marty chuckled to himself. They are just like Doc and Clara! He thought with a smile. "Oh okay." He said, picking up a slice of chocolate cake. He took a bite.
"Mmmmm these are pretty good." Marty said with a mouthful of cake.
Mrs Briefs left along with Vegeta. Then Marty rememembered something.
"Um where can I stay?" Marty said.
"You can stay at my house. It's huge!" Bulma said. "We have lots of spare rooms!"
"Good. Do you think you can show me?" Marty said.
"Sure. Come with me." Bulma said.
Marty got up and went with Bulma out the door.
Tuesday, February 22nd 775 A.D
3:45pm
30 minutes later, Marty and the Dragon Ball Z gang arrived at the Capsule Corp. Marty was carried by Gohan all the way and it was very uncomfortable.
They landed. Bulma walked up to the door and opened it. Bulma, Marty, Trunks, Vegeta, Piccolo and Tien walked in. The others went back home, probably to train for the Androids. Inside, a man who looked to be about sixty was in there working on something.
"Hey Dad!" Bulma said.
The man looked up. Marty could see his full face now. The man had a white mane of hair, similar to Doc's but it was flopped down like Trunk's, a white mustache and big wide-rimmed glasses. He wore a lab coat over a blue shirt and had a cigarette in his mouth.
"Oh hello Bulma." He said. He then looked at Marty, Trunks, and the two time machines that Piccolo and Tien were carrying.
"Who are you two?" He asked, pointing to Marty and Trunks. "And what are those contraptions that those two are carrying.
"Um, my name is Marty McFly, and I come from the future. I was wondering, maybe you could help Bulma fix not only my time machine, but his one as well." Marty said, pointing to Trunks.
"That so? Interesting." He said. "My name is Dr. Briefs."
"So Dad, could you help me fix these things?" Bulma asked.
"I suppose so." Dr Briefs said.
"Great! Here is my time machine." Marty said. Piccolo walked over and placed it down, then left.
"And here is my time machine." Trunks said. Tien set that down, and also left.
"Boy, they don't look like they are in the best condition. Tell you what. Bulma, you can work on that young man with the purple hair's machine and I'll work on Marty's machine." Dr Briefs said.
"Okay Dad." Bulma said.
"So, um, Dr Briefs." Marty said. "How does it look?"
Dr Briefs took a closer inspection. "Well, Marty, the hood of the car is twisted and battered, that Y shaped device is shattered, and that display that you must put in the time in is broken." He said. "What is that device shaped like the Y called?"
"It's called the Flux Capacitor." Marty explained.
"I see. Well, I should be able to fix the time machine, but it will take a long time." Dr Briefs said.
"Uh how long?" Marty asked nervously.
"I'm not sure... 3 years I guess." Dr Briefs said.
"3 YEARS?!?!" Marty yelled in disbelief. "3 years?!. 133,225 days of-"
"What?" Bulma interrupted. "3 years isn't 133,225 days. It's only 21 days!"
Then Marty remembered he wasn't in this world anymore. He did some quick calculations and now realized that 3 years was actually just 3 weeks.
"Oh." Marty said, embarrassed with his outburst. "Sorry. My mistake."
"Aw don't worry about it." Bulma said. "You are from another dimension so I guess that isn't surprising."
Vegeta spoke up for the first time. "Listen." He said to Dr Briefs, " I need you to build a training capsule like Kakkarot's."
Dr Briefs raised an eyebrow. "What on earth for?" He said.
" I need to train for the Androids. And I want to become a Super Saiyan." Vegeta explained.
"Super Saiyan? What's that?" Marty asked.
"It is when your hair goes blond, your eyes go green, and your power goes off the chart kid." Vegeta said.
"Well, I guess so Vegeta." Dr Briefs said.
"Hey wait a minute!" Marty said. "You need to fix my time machine!"
"Don't worry Marty. Building a training capsule won't take me long." Dr Briefs said.
Just then, the door opened. A woman with blond hair and a apron on carried a tray of cakes and cookies. "Would anybody like any cakes?" She asked.
"Yeah, but who are you?" Marty asked.
"I am Dr Briefs's wife." She replied.
"You are? But you look so young!" Marty said.
"I may look young, but I am the same age as Dr Briefs." Mrs Briefs said.
Marty chuckled to himself. They are just like Doc and Clara! He thought with a smile. "Oh okay." He said, picking up a slice of chocolate cake. He took a bite.
"Mmmmm these are pretty good." Marty said with a mouthful of cake.
Mrs Briefs left along with Vegeta. Then Marty rememembered something.
"Um where can I stay?" Marty said.
"You can stay at my house. It's huge!" Bulma said. "We have lots of spare rooms!"
"Good. Do you think you can show me?" Marty said.
"Sure. Come with me." Bulma said.
Marty got up and went with Bulma out the door.