Chapter 3

Seconds passed. Then, someone else appeared in front of Biff. It was Marty Mcfly.

"Huh? It's McFly's kid!" Biff said.

"Uh, not exactly, Biff. I'm the ghost of Christmas Present." Marty said.

"Oh I see." Biff said.

"Yeah. And I'm going to show you what is happening on Christmas Day at the McFly house." Marty said.

Marty clicked his fingers. Biff felt the world go topsy turvy again and was transported to another place, the McFly house.

"Hey, this is McFly's house." Biff said.

"Yep you got that right." Marty said. "Here, let's see what they are doing."

Biff saw George, Lorraine, Dave, Linda, Marty and some other people he didn't know at the table, having Christmas dinner.

"George dear, why are you so glum?" One of the person's said. It was an old woman who bore a resemblence to George. Biff guessed that it was George's mother.

"Well I have to finish these reports for my supervisor by the 27th and I just don't feel like it at the moment." George said.

"You should stand tall, boy!" An old man said. It was George's father. "Don't let him bother you around!"

"Yeah, Grandpa's right Dad." Dave said. "I don't like that idiot. He's a creep."

"Now, guys, he is my supervisor, he could fire me if he wanted to." George said.

"Where is Biff?" Marty said.

"Oh, he's probably just sleeping. He doesn't care about Christmas."

"Why is that dear?" Lorraine said, taking a sip of vodka from her glass.

"I don't know, there is loads of things that I don't know about that guy." George said.

"Wow, maybe I did go overboard with all the reports I had to give him, after all it is Christmas." Biff said.

"Yeah well, you weren't thinking that when you gave them to him." Marty said.

"Hey, listen, that was then and this is now, ok butthead?" Biff said.

Marty just swung his hand to the left. Biff suddenly fell and toppled onto the ground.

"HEY! Why did you do that for?" Biff said.

"Because I don't like your attitude." Marty said. He looked at his watch. "Oh look, I'd love to stay and argue with you, but time here is almost up. The Spirit Of Christmas Future will soon be here. Let's go."

Marty clicked his fingers. Biff and Marty were back in Biff's house.

"Well, Biff, it's nearly over. You are going to see your future now, and trust me, it ain't gonna be pretty." Marty said.

"What?! Wait! What happens?" Biff said. "Please tell me!"

"Sorry Biff, you need to find that out for yourself." Marty said.

Marty whistled. He disappeared.



TO BE CONTINUED...