Jimmy and Alex reappeared on a farm and began to scream at the sight of the scarecrow. They hit it and ran into a barn. They put their faces in their palms.
"Nice drivin' Alex." Jimmy said, rocking back and forth in his seat.
"Like you could do better." Alex said, putting her head on the steering wheel. She rested her head for a moment and then opened her door. She crawled out slowly. There in front of her was a family. They began to scream. "Listen-" Alex tripped over a bale of hay and lifted her headgear a bit. She got up a little and heard a moo. She turned to see two cows eating. She got up and opened the door to the barn to look outside. "Hello? Excuse me. Sorry about your barn." A gunshot passed by her and hit the barn. She fell backwards. She stood up hesitantly.
"It's already mutated into human form! Shoot it." she heard the little boy say. She quickly closed the barn door and got into the Eclypse.
"Take that you mutated son of a bitch." she heard the father say.
"What the hell?" Jimmy said when Alex got into the car.
"They think we're aliens." Alex said, starting up the car.
"Why?"
"I don't know and I don't wanna find out. They're shooting at us." She drove through the barn and drove off the farm with the father shooting at them.
"This is a very sucky night. We keep getting shot at." Jimmy said.
"You're telling me." Alex said, as she drove through a pine tree.
"Damn. Watch it, Alex."
"Hey, I'm just trying to get the hell out of here."
"Alright. Let's chill, Alex. This is all a dream." Jimmy said. Alex drove until they were in the middle of nowhere. She and Jimmy got out the car. They took off their headgear and looked at the sign on the side of the road and the open land. On the land were tractors. Jimmy looked at the sign. "Alex!" She walked over to him.
"What?" He pointed a shaky finger at the sign. On the sign was a family of four and behind them was a beautiful house. On the sign, it said 'Lyon Estates'. The two began to panic. "No way."
"If there's no Lyon Estates then we have no home." Jimmy said.
"OK. Just chill, until we find out what's going on." Alex said. She saw a car coming toward them and walked over to it. The driver's seat window was down. "Whoa. Listen, you gotta help us." The woman in the passenger seat grabbed who Alex supposed was her husband's collar.
"Don't stop, Wilbur! Drive!" she said. He began to speed away.
"Wait!" Alex shouted. She walked back over to Jimmy. "This can't be." She sat in the front seat of the car and looked at the readout. The present time was November 5th, 1976. Then the readout went blank.
"Maybe we should take off these suits?" Jimmy said.
"Good idea." Alex said. She and Jimmy took off their radiation suits and put them in the car. An alarm started blaring. Alex got in the car and looked in the back. The gauge for Plutonium Chamber read empty. Alex sighed.
"What is it?" Jimmy asked.
"We're out of Plutonium." Jimmy sighed. He put his iPod with Alex's and the rest of their stuff. They closed the door and pushed the car behind the sign. They covered it with branches from a tree.
"Hill Valley's two miles from here." Jimmy said.
"Well, we better get going." Alex said. They began to walk.
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The two walked through town square, looking around the 70s version of their town. They looked at signs for movies and at all the people. They were wearing colorful clothing. Alex and Jimmy looked at each other. Alex was wearing jeans, a white wifebeater with a black hoodie over it, shades, a necklace given to her by Paige, and black converse. Jimmy was wearing baggy jeans, a plain red shirt, a black vest, white Air Forces, and a black bandana with a cap on top. They looked completely different from everyone else. They watched as a car pulled into a Texaco gas station. Four employees ran up to the car putting gas in the car, washing the windows, cleaning the engine, and putting air in the tires. They walked down the sidewalk, looking at all the many different people. Then they heard a bell toll. They looked up.
"The clock. It works?" Alex said in disbelief.
"I guess." Jimmy said. They continued to walk around. Jimmy picked a newspaper out of a trash bin and looked at the date. November 5th, 1976. Alex ran her hand through her hair.
"This has got to be a dream." Jimmy threw the newspaper in the trash and ran across the street. Alex followed. They walked into a restaurant. They were playing 70s music. Alex shook her head. She hated old music.
"Hey kid. What'd you do? Jump ship?" said the man at the counter. They looked at him.
"What?" Jimmy asked.
"What's with the life preserver?" Jimmy looked at his vest.
"We just wanna use the phone." Alex said.
"It's in the back." the man said. Jimmy sat at the counter as Alex went into the phone booth. She picked up the phone book and looked through it. She turned a few pages. She finally found the name she was looking for. She used the phone and called the number. The man from the counter passed by as her watch beeped; he looked at her. She put her hand on her neck to muffle the noise. She got no answer and hung up. She ripped out the page and walked back to the counter.
"Do you know where 1640 Piston Street is-" Alex began.
"Are you two gonna order something?" Jimmy and Alex looked at each other.
"Uh, sure. Get me a Pepsi Free." Jimmy said.
"If you want a Pepsi pal, you're gonna pay for it."
"Just get him something without sugar." Alex said. The man at counter walked away. Alex sat by her brother. She put her elbow on the counter, resting her head on her hand. She ran her fingers through her hair, as did Jimmy and the guy sitting next to her.
"Yo, Nuñez!" Jimmy, Alex, and the boy next to Alex turned their heads. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Chad." Jimmy and Alex whispered, looking at each other, then back at Chad.
"Hey, I'm talking to you, Nuñez, you Mexican bug." Jimmy and Alex looked at the boy next to them.
"Chad, hey guys, how are you doing?" The boy stood up.
"You finish my homework, Nuñez?" Chad asked.
"Well, I figured since it wasn't due until-" Chad grabbed the boy by the next and knocked on his head.
"Hello? Hello? Anybody in there? Think Nuñez. I gotta have time to rewrite it. Do you realize what would happen if I turned in my homework in your handwriting? I'd get kicked outta school, and you wouldn't want that would you?" The boy struggled. "Would you?"
"Well, no of course not Chad. I wouldn't want that to happen." Chad noticed Jimmy and Alex staring.
"And what are you looking at buttheads?"
"Hey, Chad. Get a look at this guy's life preserver." One of Chad's henchmen grabbed onto Jimmy's black vest. The henchman punched into his own hand. "Dork thinks he's gonna drown." The others laughed.
"So, uh, how about my homework, Nuñez?" Chad said.
"Uh, well Chad, I'll finish it up tonight and run it over to you tomorrow morning." The boy said, taking a spoonful of cereal.
"Not too early. I sleep in on Sunday. Hey Nuñez, your shoes untied." Michael looked down. Chad flicked his nose. "Don't be so gullible, Nuñez. I don't want to see you in here again."
"OK. Bye Chad." the boy said, as Chad and his gang left. Jimmy and Alex stared at the boy as he ate. The boy became unnerved, but tried to ignore them. Finally, he threw his spoon into the bowl. "What?"
"You're Michael Nuñez." Alex said, her eyes wide open.
"Yeah, so? Who are you two?" said seventeen year-old Michael.
"Man, why you let them guys pick on you?" said a waiter as he walked up. He was African-American, but darker than Jimmy, and a bit older than Michael.
"Well, they're bigger than me." Michael said.
"Stand tall, boy. Have some respect for yourself. Don't you know that if you don't stand up for yourself now, they'll be walkin' all over you for the rest of your life? Look at me. Do you think I'm gonna spend the rest of my life in this slop house."
"Watch it Goldie." said the manager. Alex and Jimmy's eyes opened even wider.
"No sir. I'm gonna make something of myself. Man, I'm going to night school. And one day, I'm gonna be somebody."
"He's right. He's gonna be mayor." Jimmy blurted out.
"That's right. I'm gonna be- Mayor? Now that's a good idea." Jimmy and Alex's eyes followed Goldie. "I'll run for mayor."
"That's funny. A colored, mayor?"
"You wait and see Mr. Caruthers. I'll be mayor. I'll be the most powerful man in Hill Valley. I'm gonna clean up this town."
"Good. You can start by cleaning the sidewalk." said Mr. Caruthers. He handed him a broom.
"Mayor Goldie Wilson. I like the sound of that." Goldie walked outside. Alex chuckled. She and her brother looked over to Michael, but he was gone. They looked outside. There was their seventeen year-old father, riding his bike down the street. They stood up and ran outside.
"Hey dad. Michael? Hey, you on the bike!" called Alex. She and Jimmy ran after him. They followed him until they lost him. They walked down the street they were on, searching for Michael. They found his bike leaning against a tree. They looked up the tree. There was their father with a pair of binoculars. They looked where he was looking. In a window, was a girl getting undressed.
"He's a peeping tom." Jimmy said. Then, Michael fell out of the tree into the street. A car coming his way. "Dad." Jimmy ran into the street, pushing his dad out of the way, him getting hit by the car instead. He became unconscious.
"Jimmy!" Alex screamed. The man in the car got out and looked at Jimmy. Then at Michael.
"Hey, wait a minute. Who- Who are you?" said the man. Michael ran. Alex sat at her Jimmy's side. She looked at her unconscious brother.
"Oh, shit. Please be alive." Alex muttered. Out of her three brothers, Jimmy had to be her favorite.
"Stella! Another one of these damn kids jumped in front of my car! Help me get him inside the house!"