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Family Ties Universe
As soon as Marty had landed the DeLorean into a forest of some sort, he looked around. So, this is Roanoke Island? Marty thought to himself. He then sprayed insect repellent all over him, so that the mosquitos would not be biting him. He then walked a few miles, until he reached civilization. As he walked another mile into town, he began to figure that something was not right. This town seemed real familiar to him, but he couldn't think of why.
"Hey, Alex!" called another teenage boy, as he was running up to Marty. "Alex Keaton! It's so nice to see you! Are you out enjoying the nice weather?"
"I certainly am," replied Marty, as he managed a little smile. Great Scott! Marty thought, to himself. This boy thinks I'm Alex Keaton from Family Ties. Did I somehow land into the Family Ties world? Can that be possible? Unless the guy was joking around, because I resemble the character so much. But then, wouldn't he think I'm Michael J Fox, the actor who plays him? Something screwy is going on here.
"Are you okay, Alex?" the boy asked, gently. "You seem to be a bit in a daze."
"Uh, yeah, I'm fine," replied Marty. "I just have a lot on my mind, I guess."
"You still upset over Ellen Reed breaking up with you?" the boy asked, as he placed a comforting hand on Marty's shoulder. "It's okay to cry, you know."
"Yeah, I know, but I don't feel like crying," Marty said, a bit dazed. "It has nothing to do with Ellen. I have other stuff on my mind."
"Well, all right, then," said the boy, as he reached out to hug Marty. Marty decided to hug back. "I'm just a little concerned for you. You can always talk to me, you know."
"Well, thanks," replied Marty. "I should get going, though."
After walking around a bit more, he then stumbled across the Keaton household. The site of seeing Steven and Elyse Keaton outside together sent Marty into a state of shock, causing him to pass out.
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When Marty woke up a few hours, he felt a bit disoriented.
"Mom? Mom, is that you?" Marty asked, still half-asleep. "I feel so sick and hungry!"
"There, there, now. Just relax," Elyse told Marty, placing a damp rag on Marty's forehead. "You've been asleep for almost three hours now."
"I had a horrible nightmare," groaned Marty. "It was terrible. I dreamed I was in a sitcom."
"Well, you're safe and sound, now," Elyse said, soothingly. "Here in the good ol' Keaton household."
"Keaton household! Argh!" exclaimed Marty, jerking straight up. Marty was fully awake, now. He sat up in bed, and he saw a familiar looking woman next to him. "Well, you're my... you're my... my... Who are you?"
"My name's Keaton," Elyse told Marty. "Elyse Keaton."
"Elyse Keaton?" gasped Marty, confused. "Uh, no, you can't be. It's not possible." After Marty had stared hard at the woman, he realized she did look like Meredith Baxter-Birney, the actress who played Elyse Keaton on the Family Ties sitcom.
"Just relax now, honey," Elyse told Marty, as she tenderly laid her hand on his forehead. "You've got a big bruise on your head."
"So, who are you - if I may ask?" asked Steven. "I must say, you bear such a striking resemblance to our son, Alex."
"My name is Marty," replied Marty. "I'm Marty McFly."
Suddenly, the whole Keaton family burst out laughing.
"Sweetie," Elyse said, soothingly, "you're surely not Marty McFly - because that is a movie character. Now, what's your name?"
"Martin Seamus McFly," Marty said, firmly. "I gotta get outta here!"
Marty started to get out of his bed, but Steven held Marty down, firmly.
"Maybe this dear boy is Michael J Fox," Elyse said, smiling.
"Well, Michael J Fox is an overrated actor!" sneered Mallory. "He needs to go back to Canada, and stop pretending to be an American!"
"Shut up, you ho!" shouted Marty. "I am not Michael J Fox, but I do have a lot of respect for him. He worked hard for his place in this country. Now just shut the hell up! What the hell do you have against Canadians, anyway? They are normal everyday people - just like us. Many of my favourite bands and musicians are from Canada!"
"Yeah, Mallory, stop picking on Michael J Fox," Jennifer pleaded, near tears. "I think he's a great actor, and he's so darn cute."
"Oh, what's the matter?" sneered Mallory. "Are you ashamed to be an American, you Canadian apologist?"
"No, I'm not ashamed to be an American!" exploded Marty. "Are you ashamed to be a human being? No, in fact, I'm pretty damn proud to be an American. I'm also very damn proud to have the Canadians as our neighbours! I am, however, deeply ashamed to have bigots like you within our nation's borders. It's people like you that contribute to the 'arrogant American' stereotype. I, for one, am one American citizen who desires nothing less than to have global peace and harmony!"
"Oh, spare me that 'peace and harmony' lecture," Mallory groaned, rolling her eyes.
"Hey, Mallory, you read the Bible, right?" Marty asked. "What about all that stuff about loving our neighbours as ourselves, and treating other people the same way you would like to like to be treated? Doesn't any of that stuff mean anything to you?"
"Argh, you son of a bitch!" seethed Mallory.
"Mallory Keaton!" Steven said, sharply. "You go to your bedroom right now. You ought to be ashamed of yourself!"
"Fine, Dad," mumbled Mallory, as she stalked off to her bedroom.
"Listen, honey," Elyse said, softly. "I would like to apologize for our daughter's behaviour. I will have a long talk with her about it. I mean, she is my daughter - and I will always love her - but I do get deeply ashamed of her attitude at times."
"Thanks, Mrs. Keaton," Marty said, softly.
Elyse then smiled and asked, "Are you sure you're not Michael J Fox?"
"Nope! Not when I last checked," Marty said, laughing. "I flattered that you think I'm him, though. He is one of my favourite actors, and not just because he looks like me, either. I think he has a great personality and a good sense of humour."
"I often get compared to Michael J Fox, too," Alex said, softly. "I can't say that I'm a big fan, though - simply because I'm not a big fan of comedies. I may be a strong Republican, but I do not agree with my sister's attitude. I agree with you that the Canadians are our friends, and I'm also proud to have them as our neighbours."
"Thank you, Alex," Marty said, softly - as he reached out to shake Alex's hand.
"So what is your name?" Elyse asked, smiling. "I guess you're a Back to the Future fan, too - but I know you can't be Marty McFly. In fact, I don't think McFly is even a real last name."
Oh, gee, thought Marty. I guess I really am stuck in the Family Ties world - and, apparently, I'm a character in a movie called Back to the Future.
"Are you okay, honey?" Elyse asked, softly. "You look a little distressed."
"I guess I'll be fine, uh, Mrs. Keaton," replied Marty. "My name is really Marty McCoy. My friends call me McFly, though - because I look like Marty from the, uh, movie."
"Marty McCoy," Elyse whispered. "That's a nice name. So, would you like to watch Back to the Future?"
"Yes, Mom, I would love to!" exclaimed Jennifer.
"Yeah, sure, that would be nice," replied Marty. He couldn't get his mind around the fact that, in this world, his life was a movie. He knew he had to watch the movie that was based around his life.