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Marty and Jennifer had sneaked into George's bedroom. They were wearing radiation suits. Marty got a personal tape player out of his bag, and he put the headphones over George's ears. George stayed asleep. Marty got out a cassette marked 'Edward Van Halen', and he put it in the player. He pressed play, and a piece of loud music plays. Only George could hear it, however - and it woke him up. He saw Marty and Jennifer - and he gasped.
'Who are you?' George asked, frightened.
Marty played a bit more of the music again.
'Silence Earthling!' called out Marty. 'My name is Darth Vader. I'm an extra-terrestrial from the planet Vulcan.' Marty then did the Vulcan sign from Star Trek.
'Mom! Dad!' called out George, frightened.
'Silence!' ordered Marty, as he and Jennifer took out their hair dryers. 'Our heat rays will vapourize you if you do not obey me.'
'Okay! Okay! I surrender,' pleaded George.
'You, George McFly,' accused Marty, 'have created a rift in the space-time continuum.'
'I'm sorry! I'm sorry!' stammered George. 'I-I didn't mean it.'
'Sorry doesn't cut it, George,' Marty insisted. 'The supreme Klingon hereby commands you to take the female unit known as Baines, Lorraine to the place called Hill Valley High School, exactly 3 earth cycles from now. That's this Saturday night George.'
'You mean, you want me to take Lorraine to the dance?' George asked, stunned.
'Affirmative,' replied Marty.
'I-I don't know if I can do that,' stammered George. After Marty blasted more loud music in his ear, George said, 'Okay, okay, all right! I'll do it! I'll take Lorraine to the Dance. Just please...'
'Now close your eyes, and see me no more,' said Marty.
'Okay, affirmative,' replied George.
Marty then poured some chloroform into a cloth, and he used it to knock out George.
'How'd it go?' Doc asked, as Marty and Jennifer returned to the car.
'Great,' replied Marty, 'that chloroform really put him out. Hope I didn't over do it. I didn't want to resort to such drastic measures, but I can't bear to be erased from existence.'
'I can't bear to lose you, either, Marty,' Jennifer said, softly. 'Maybe we should dress up as Darth Vadar and Anakin Skywalker for Halloween. You would make a great Darth Vadar, Marty.'
'Oh, you think so, Jennifer?' Marty asked, coyly.
'I think so,' Jennifer said, softly. 'Well, I suppose we'd better go to bed, now. I hope our plan worked.'
'I hope so, too,' whispered Marty.
oooooooooo
That afternoon, as Marty was walking by the Texaco station, he saw George. Marty began to walk up to him.
'Huey! Huey! Huey!' called out George.
'Hey, George, buddy,' called out Marty. 'You weren't at school. What have you been doing all day?'
'I overslept,' explained George. 'Look, I need your help. I have to ask Lorraine out, but I don't know how to do it.'
'All right, okay,' said Marty. 'Listen, keep your pants on. She's over in the café. God, how do you do this?' Marty tried to unscrew the lid of his Pepsi bottle, but he couldn't. George took it, put it in a bottle opener and openeds it. The two then walked over to Lou's Cafe. 'What made you change your mind, George?'
'Last night,' explained George, 'Darth Vader and Anakin Skywalker came down from planet Vulcan and they told me that if I didn't take Lorraine out, that they'd melt my brain.'
'Yeah, well,' said Marty, as he noticed people giving them odd looks, 'uh, let's keep this brain melting stuff to ourselves, okay?'
'Oh, yeah, yeah,' mumbled George.
'All right, okay,' replied Marty. Then, after the two had arrived at Lou's Cafe, he said, 'All right, there she is, George. Just go in there and invite her.'
'Okay,' replied George, 'but I don't know what to say.'
'Just say anything, George,' encouraged Marty. 'Say whatever's natural, the first thing that comes to your mind.'
'Nothing's coming to my mind,' said George.
'Jesus, George,' muttered Marty, 'it's a wonder I was ever born.'
'What? What?' asked George.
'Nothing, nothing, nothing,' mumbled Marty. 'Look, tell her destiny has brought you together. Tell her that she's the most beautiful girl you have ever seen. Girls like that stuff.' Marty then noticed George had a little pad, and he was writing in it. 'What, what are you doing, George?'
'I'm writing this down,' explained George. 'This is good stuff.'
'Yeah, okay,' mumbled Marty.
'Oh,' said George.
'Let's go,' urged Marty.
'Oh,' George repeated.
'Will you take care of that?' asked Marty.
'Right,' replied George.
oooooooooo
Jennifer was a little nervous, as she was sitting with Lorraine and her two friends. She had been trying to find a subtle way to suggest that Lorraine Baines should consider going with George McFly. It seemed that, aside from Lester Collins and Billy Stockhausen, George really didn't have that many friends in school. Even Babs and Betty seemed to show subtle scorn for George McFly, even if they didn't actively join in with teasing him.
'So, Lorraine, have you decided who you're going to the dance with?' asked Babs.
'Un, no,' replied Lorraine. 'I'm not sure who I should take. I am definitely not going with Biff Tannen, though.'
'Hey, what about going out with George McFly?' suggested Jennifer. 'He's a pretty nice guy. He's wanting to take you to the dance. He's a little too shy to ask, though.'
'Pat,' said Betty, rolling his eyes. 'You keep bringing up George McFly. Why don't you take him to the dance, if you have such a thing for him.'
'Because I'm already dating Huey Lewis,' Jennifer said, with some annoying. 'Besides, why do you despise him so much? It's not like he did anything to you.'
'Ugh, I don't despise George, okay?' countered Betty, rolling her eyes. 'I just don't think he acts the way a real man should.'
What is your definition of a real man? Jennifer felt like asking. If there was one thing Jennifer hated, it was gender roles and expectations.
'Look, Pat,' Lorraine said, softly. 'I know you're trying to be helpful, but I just don't feel that attracted to George, okay? I mean, I feel bad that he gets picks on by Biff and his gang. I can empathize, because I myself am a target of Biff's harassment. However, I think a man should be strong - so he could stand up for himself, and protect the woman he loves. Don't you?'
'Yeah, I guess,' Jennifer said, sighing. She would have to figure out a good plan to get Lorraine to fall in love with George. Just, then, she saw George and Marty step into the building.
oooooooooo
George hesitently walked into the Cafe - and Marty entered behind him and gave him a little push to get him going. There were teenagers everywhere, and Roll With Me Henry by Etta James was playing on the jukebox.
George went over to the counter, and he said, 'Lou, gimme a milk. Chocolate.' Lou gave him one. George took a large sip, and walked over to Lorraine, who was in the corner seat with her friends and Jennifer. 'Lorraine, my density has popped me to you.'
'What?' asked Lorraine, confused.
'Oh, what I meant to say was...' George started to explain.
'Hey,' Lorraine said, with apparent recognition, 'don't I know you from somewhere?'
'Yes, yes, I'm George,' George explained. 'George McFly, and I'm your density. I mean, your destiny.'
Lorraine smiled, as though she was touched by George's word. She giggled a little. Suddenly, the music stopped, as Biff and his gang walked in.
'Hey, McFly!' called out Biff. 'I thought I told you never to come in here. Well it's gonna cost you. How much money have you got on you?'
'Well, Biff...' George started to say.
Biff started to walk towards George and Lorraine - but Marty, who was sitting on one of the stools next to the counter, tripped Biff up. Biff got up, and he angrily turned to Marty.
'All right, punk, now...' Biff started to say.
'Whoa, whoa, Biff! What's that?' asked Marty, as he pointed with his finger. Biff turned around, and Marty punched Biff. He then pushed past Biff's gang as he ras out of the Cafe, just as the music started up again.
