DISCLAMIER: I do not own the idea, characters, or settings of this story, if I did own this I would not be writing a fan fiction here, I would be writing a script. Like I said I do not own the idea, characters, or settings of this story, last time I check Universal did.
Friday
November 9, 2001
3:17 PM
"Marty J!" hollered a young Marlene McFly from the McFly home in Hilldale.
"What's wrong Marlene," asked her mom, Jennifer, in which looked good for her age of 33.
They stood in Marlene's room where the once pink walls were covered with crayon marks and sauce along with Pepsi and sauce stains on the floor.
"Marty destroyed my room again," Marlene said in a distraught voice.
"Don't worry, I'll clean it up later," Jennifer answered back.
"Won't Marty be punished for this?" Marlene asked in a sappy voice.
"Oh you bet he will," Jennifer answered her.
"Yes!" Marlene screamed and exulted and then quickly went back to her sad emotion, "Oh to bad".
"Well just wait until the afternoon daycare bus comes back. Then he will get in trouble," Jennifer said.
"Who is getting in trouble?" asked Marty McFly Sr., a 33 year old rock star.
"Marty J, daddy, isn't it cool?" Marlene told her dad.
"Well if you think it is so cool to get in trouble then let's see what happens when you get punished some time," Marty McFly Sr. said.
'I can't stand it,' Marlene thought, 'Dad totally favors Marty Jr.'
(Ding-Dong)
"I wonder who that could be. Hopefully it is not another vacuum salesmen, it would be the fifth one this week!" Jennifer said as she walked out of the room and down the hall.
They all went downstairs and opened the door. They saw a very old mad with a hump back holding Marty Jr. by the collar. Marty Jr. was squirming to get out of his hands. The old man holding Marty Jr. was clearly recognizable to Marty and Jennifer.
"Mr. Strickland," Marty said, "What brings you hear, you do realize this isn't the wig shop, because that is down at Lone Pine Mall".
Strickland answered back, "Ha-Ha, very funny. Man, if only I could have you still in school as a teenager. I would have you right where I want you-".
"In detention, I know," Marty cut in and answered back.
"Well I came to tell you, that your slacker son's behavior today in school was terrible. I guess it runs in the family," Mr. Strickland said while giving a grin to Marty Sr., "He ate a can of glue, and even threw scissors across the room. Most importantly he started to bully a young boy named Griff-".
"-hey, wa-wait that glue had an ani-animal on it so I thought it was our d-ail-y snack and Griff started to pick on me, he even stole my f-f-favorite toy," Marty Jr. said back in a stuttering voice, like he always does to defend his case.
Mr. Strickland answered back, "Oh boy are you a slacker, just like all the McFly's. No McFly has ever amounted to anything in the history of-".
Marty cuts Mr. Strickland off, "Let me take care of this matter, Mr. Strickland, and you can take care of your hair, or what's let of it," Marty McFly angrily yelled back.
He slammed the door in Mr. Strickland's face. While he gestured the family to move into the other room, he saw only Marlene and Jennifer walking by him into the room. Then he realized he was missing somebody and he then opened the door and saw Mr. Strickland and Marty Jr., in the same pose waiting for Marty Sr. Finally Marty Sr. grabbed Marty Jr.
"Sorry," Marty Sr. said in a nice voice and before Mr. Strickland could say one word on the matter, he slammed the door again back into his wrinkled face.
The family heard the old man yell, "Slackers", in the distance, and then saw him get back on the bus and go back to the school.
"Hey m-mom, nice pants," Marty Jr. stated. This 3 year old boy had enough energy to make the energizer bunny look tired.
"So, Marty Jr., what did you do this morning before you went to daycare?" asked Jennifer in a kind voice.
"I had lu-lunch in Mar-…Marlene's room," Marty Jr. replied, "I like it in th-here, it's so clean".
"Oh really, well guess what, now you can stay up in now a dirty version of Marlene's room for the rest of the day and clean the walls of those drawings you made." Jennifer said.
"Oh man," Marty Jr. said as he marched up the stairs and opened the closet door by mistake, staggered in, and closed the door behind him, putting himself in a completely small and dark area.
"Wrong door Marty," Marty Sr. yelled.
"Oh opps," he stepped out and turned to shut the door when a box inside the closet hit him in the head causing him to fall over. Then by helping himself up he headed towards Marlene's room while scratching his head and ruining into furniture.
An hour or so past while Marty Jr. stood there and held a little bar of white dove soap scrubbing his little heart out trying to clean the very marked up pink walls of Marlene's room. Jennifer did however come up and scrubbed the carpet with him. They finished in a great amount of time.
"Now I want you to sit up here and think about what you did," Jennifer said.
Marty Jr. and Jennifer then heard Marty Sr. yell up from the den, "Hey Jenn, Doctor Brown just called. Do you think he could come over after dinner tonight, he wants to show us something?"
"Sure, I always liked that man," Jennifer yelled back.