October 28, 1985
8:00 PM PST
Marty and Calvin were in Calvin's bedroom, and they were busy unpacking the latter's luggage.
"Gee, Marty," said Calvin, "this building simply brings back memories. It brings back memories of the happier times - when I was a kid, and my father was alive. I never realized just how much I missed this building. It almost is like being in heaven."
"So, Cal, maybe our early childhoods were almost identical," suggested Marty. "Of course, our respective timelines have skewed from November 12 of 1955 - but Biff wasn't legally allowed to gamble, until about three years later.'
"I sure do remember being terrified of Biff," explained Calvin, "when I was a little kid. As soon as news came that my father was murdered, I right away suspected that it was Biff. I think mom had the worst end of the deal, though. At least, I've sure got to spend most of my life in boarding schools. My mom didn't have that luxary, though - as she was always in the clutches of Biff's abuse. I remember how I'd often cry myself to sleep, whenever I thought of my mom."
"Hey, Calvin," Marty interjected, "do you mind if I ask you a question?"
"Uh, no, go right ahead," replied Calvin.
"Okay, during the brief time I was in your world," explained Marty, "I ran across your brother, Dave. He really mentioned something about you and your mom not being on speaking terms. I'm wondering why that was. Did you two have some sort of fight?"
"Oh, the last time I was home," explained Calvin, "I had a huge full-blown fight with my mother. I was complaining to her about how I could no longer take Biff's abuse, and how he was a very spiteful man. She had scolded me for disrespecting him, and mentioned something about how... she thought going to boarding school would teach me some manners. I told her that I did have manners, but that I refused to respect cold-blooded monsters like Biff Tannen. She then sent me to my bedroom, and she told Biff what I had said about him. I was so mad at her, for taking Biff's side."
"Oh, gee, Cal," murmured Marty, blinking back tears, 'that really sounds awful. I do remember how your mom was defending Biff, and I was so horrified about that. Did she ever apologize, for doing that to you?"
"Yeah, she wrote me a long letter," explained Calvin, "telling me how sorry she was, for getting me in trouble with Biff - and how much she loved me. I wanted to call her back, but I was so afraid to. I really tried to be understanding, about how victims of abuse can get - but it still hurt me to be lashed out against. I never understood how my mom could ever agree to marry Biff."
Calvin began to cry. Marty tenderly placed his arm around Calvin, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Cal. I didn't mean to dredge up such painful memories. I'm just so sorry to hear that. Well, you're safe and sound now - here in the good world."
"Thanks, Marty," whispered Calvin, sniffing a little bit.
Marty then drew Calvin close to him, as the latter was silently weeping. Tears were stinging Marty's own eyes, as his heart went out to his twin.
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The two Docs and Sabrina were sitting inside of Doc's garage, as they were making plans on what to do.
"I'm thinking that I should take the two of you to the future," Doc told his counterpart and Sabrina. "Maybe we should go over to 2030, since that's when they have the necessary tools... to alter your appearance, a little. I mean, the townsfolk can get used to the idea of another Marty - but, if it came out that there are also two of me... and two of Sabrina... the townsfolk might become rather suspicious."
"I see what you mean," agreed Doc Two, nodding. "I would like to have curly brown hair and grey eyes, if that's possible."
"By 2030, it should be possible," replied Doc. "I guess you'll look a little like Christopher Lloyd. He's one of my favourite actors... and he even looks like we could be related."
"I think the Martys do kind of look like Michael Andrew Fox,' Sabrina said, smiling. 'It's very amazing, thinking of how Michael Fox and Christopher Lloyd became actors... in this timeline."
"Kind of?" Doc asked, laughing. "I think the Martys look exactly like Michael J Fox! In spite of the seven year age difference between them, they do look so much alike."
"They even have the same slate-blue eyes,' added Sabrina. "Speaking of eyes, I'd simply hate to part with my blue-green eyes - but, if I have to, I guess I'll really go with chocolate-brown eyes and medium brown hair. Pretty much, I'd rather love to have hair... that's the same shade of brown, as the Martys."
"I think we could easily arrange that for you," Doc said, smiling. "We'll have have to take a lock of Marty's hair with us."
"So, are we going to call up the other Sabrina?" asked Sabrina.
"Yeah, we might as well," replied Doc. "I hope she doesn't mind, if we say that you're a cousin of hers. I mean, I've told our Sabrina about my plans to build a time machine - so I was planning to let her in on this, as well. Now, you guys can probably keep your last names - but you'll have to pick different first names."
"I was thinking that I could be Tabitha," suggested Sabrina. "Y'know, like Samantha's daughter... from Bewitched. I've always liked the name Tabitha."
"I'm rather partial to the name Christopher," added Doc Two. "I could be Christopher Brown. I suppose I'll need a middle name, too. How about Christopher Lloyd Brown?"
"Yeah, now that's a very clever name," replied Doc, smiling.
"I would like to be Tabitha Jane Palmer," added Sabrina. "I'm so glad that I can, at least, keep my last name. I mean, I would hate to have to part with it."
"As long as we're in 2030," continued Doc, "I could fabricate birth certificates, for the two of you. How old would you like to be, uh, Chris?"
"How about 50?" suggested Chris. "That's a nice round number."
"Can I be 25?" asked Tabitha. "That's a nice round number, too. That way, I'm also not the same age... as the other Sabrina."
"Okay, I think we can work that out - for the two of you," said Doc. "So, Chris, you're a big fan of Christopher Lloyd?"
"Well, yeah, I guess you could say that," said Chris, nodding. "Actually, Christopher Lloyd wasn't an actor, in the timeline that we came from - and neither was Michael Andrew Fox, although both wanted to become actors. Michael Fox re-located to Switzerland, because he wanted to meet the stepson of Biff Tannen... who looked so much like him. Chris Lloyd found it unbearable to live in the US, so he also escaped to Switzerland. That's where the two of them met, and they became very close friends. Instead of becoming actors, the two of them simply decided to dedicate their lives to opposing Biff Tannen. The problem is... half of the Americans have fled the US to take refuge in Canada, Europe, or Australia - which quite meant that most of the remaining Americans were supporters of Biff Tannen. It's sort of a Catch-22. It's dangerous to remain in the US, and oppose Biff Tannen - but, if you leave the country, then you're unable to have anymore influence over the US. Anyway, I've corresponded with Michael Fox and Christopher Lloyd... a few times. Michael Fox is such a sweet young fellow - and he reminded me so much of Marty."
"In this timeline, Michael Fox plays Alex Keaton in Family Ties - which is a show I really enjoy watching," said Doc, nodding. "I don't actually agree with Alex Keaton's political views - but he's still a loveable character. Mallory's a nice character to watch, too."
"Well, then," said Chris, "should we head to 2030? Should we, uh, check to see how the Martys turn out to be? It'll certainly be quite hard to think of the Marty from our world, as being Calvin."
"No, it's better not to look them up," Doc replied, shaking his head. "As I've always said, it's not good to know too much about your own destiny. Anyway, we don't want a repeat of what happened... the last time I went into the future."
"I guess you're right, Emmett," replied Chris. "It's better just to go to 2030, do our business, and then return in 1985."
"Well, then," said Doc, "I guess now is as good time as any... to head to the future."
