Well, if you hadn't read the author note in the last chapter, chapters 11 and 12 were released back to back. So, no recap this time. Let's just start the chapter now...

Ready? Sego!

Chapter 12 – Buster's Lucky Day

The car swerved into the junkyard. "Hey, hey… HEY! Hey, watch where you're driving scar face! Ugh if you dent this car, I'll kill ya!" Buster said angry. Future Buster pulled into the garage and stopped the car.

"THIS COST ME 300 BUCKS!" Buster exclaimed. "Would you shut up, about the car…" Future Buster said annoyed. "Oh yeah, and another thing, how do you know where I live?" Buster said confused.

"Let's just say we're related Buster… and that being the case, I've got a little present for ya… something that'll make you RICH." Future Buster said as Danielle peeked and hid, in order to stay out of view.

"You wanna be rich don't ya?" Asked future Buster. "Oh yeah, right sure, that's rich! Ha! You're gonna make me rich?" Buster said in disbelief. Then, future Buster pulled it out, Danielle's target.

"Ya see this book? This book tells the future. It tells the result of every major sporting event till the end of 1913. Football, baseball, horse races, boxing… The information in here is worth millions, and I'm giving it to you." Future Buster said before passing the almanac to the younger Buster.

"Well, that's very nice, thank you very much. Now why don't you make like a tree and get outta here!" Buster said as he flipped a few pages. Future Buster then slapped him on the back of the head.

"It's leave, you idiot! Make like a tree and leave! You sound like a fool when you say it wrong!" Future Buster said angrily. "Alright then, LEAVE! And take your book with ya!" Buster said angry.

"Don't ya get it? You can make a fortune with this book, let me show ya." Future Buster said before turning on the radio and finding the sports channel. While the sports narrator was speaking, future Buster flipped to a page and placed his paw onto it.

"Bet ya a million bucks, UCLA wins 19-17…" Said Future Buster. "What are ya, deaf? He just said it was over, you lost!" Buster said, trying to contain his laughter. Future Buster looked him in the eyes.

"Oh yeah?" Future Buster said before turning up the volume. Then, the narrator said it, 'UCLA wins 19-17!'

Future Buster then turned off the radio as his younger self looked at the radio in shock. He then turned to him. "Alright, what's the gag? How'd ya know what the score was gonna be?" Asked Buster.

"I told ya, it's in this book! All ya gotta do is bet on the winner and you'll NEVER lose…" Future Buster said before he passed the book back to him. Buster looked at the book in astonishment before turning back to him.

"A…Alright, I'll take a look at it…" Buster muttered before he casually tossed the book into the back seat, right next to Danielle. Future Buster grabbed the book, somehow completely missing Danielle.

"You fool! Never… NEVER leave this book layin around! Don't ya have a safe!?" Future Buster said before he paused, realizing that it was a dumb question. "No ya don't have a safe… Get a safe! Keep it locked up! And until then, keep it on ya, like this!" Future Buster said as he forcefully stuffed the book into Buster's underbelly. "Hey what are ya doin?" Buster said annoyed. Their conversation continued as the two of them walked out the doors.

Future Buster then started up again, "Oh, and there's one more thing… Someday, this puppy, or this crazy wild-eyed kid who claims to be a scientist is gonna come around, asking about that book!"

Buster closed the garage doors as he continued to talk. Danielle peeked out from the back of the car and jumped out. She couldn't hear the two of them very well, so she tried leaving. But the doors didn't open.

Danielle gently pushed, nothing. She tried again a little harder, only the same results. She kept on doing it, progressively harder than the last. Then she tried with all her might, and nothing. The doors were locked.

She then hit the doors with her hind leg out of frustration. She looked around and couldn't find a way out. "I'm trapped…" Danielle said as she took out her walkie talkie and extended the antenna.

It was broad daylight, Sam was screwing in a new resistor into the circuit board, and Scamp was laying on the hood of the D.E. "Ugh… I'm bored!" Scamp said in annoyance.

Sam looked up through the windshield to him. "Well, you could at least help me out here." Said Sam. "But we've been doing that for almost 3 hours!" Whined Scamp.

Then the walkie talkie buzzed. "[Sam, Scamp? Come in…]" Said Danielle. "I'll get it!" Scamp said as he reached for it. "Danielle, what is it?" Asked Scamp. "[Buster's gone.]" Said Danielle.

Danielle jumped to see out the high up window. "He's got the book, future Buster is gone too. I'm locked in Buster's garage, can you and Sam fly the D.E. over here and get me outta here?" Asked Danielle.

Sam, upon hearing this, grabbed the walkie talkie out of Scamp's paws, "Wh- hey!" Said Scamp. "I can't take the D.E. out in the daylight, but don't worry Danielle, somehow I'll get over there!" Sam said as he hopped into the D.E.

Danielle lost at what he just said. "Hey, woah Sam, wait a minute Sam. Hey Sam? Sam!" Then the walkie talkie buzzed. Danielle pushed the antenna back down. "Perfect…" Danielle said to herself.

"You know, I'm probably gonna be in here for a while, can we just fast forward a bit?" Asked Danielle. Well I guess we can, since nothing interesting happens over the next several hours or so. Let's just transition to night. "Okay thanks!" Said Danielle.

Buster then started walking towards his garage. "Welp, it's time to go and win the Lady of ma life!" Buster said in his flirty tone. Danielle heard him approaching. "The dance…" Danielle muttered before she jumped into the back of Buster's car and hid, just as the doors opened.

When Buster got into the car, he placed the almanac on the dashboard. Danielle peeked and saw the book, but when Buster started up his car, Danielle quickly ducked right before Buster turned his head as he was backing out of the garage.

He then turned the car and drove out of the junkyard, passing a kid on a bike. The kid was Sam, in a hat. Sam was heading for Buster's junkyard. Upon his arrival at the garage, he quietly called for Danielle.

"Danielle? Danielle! Danielle!... Danielle, Danielle? Grr! Where is that pup!" Sam said frustrated, before getting back on his bike and pedaled out of the junkyard.

Buster was moving his head in rhythm to the song playing on his radio. Danielle peeked out from the backseat and turned her back to Buster and extended the antenna. "Sam, Sam come in…" Danielle whispered.

Sam stopped his bike when he heard the walkie talkie. He pulled it up and held down the button. "Danielle, Danielle come in."

The car was entering a tunnel and the radio turned into static. Danielle quickly ducked to avoid being seen.

"Danielle-…" Sam paused after he caught sight of something he hasn't seen in a long time. "Oh my… great... scott…" Sam whispered as he walked over to where he had set up the wires and cables for the lightning.

Sam stealthily walked over to a large object under a cover and peeked. It was the D.E. before he upgraded it. "Oh my god…" Sam said as he dropped the cover, remembering everything on that night.

When the car exited the tunnel, the radio went back to normal. Danielle peeked at Buster again and turned away before speaking into the walkie talkie again. "Sam, Sam come in!" Whispered Danielle.

Sam was in front of the set up, dragging his bike. "Danielle, what happened to you? I went to Buster's house and you weren't there!" Said Sam. "[You must've just missed me, I'm in the back of Buster's car, he's on his way to the Enchantment Under the Sea Dance!]" Whispered Danielle.

Sam then stopped and leaned the bike against a large toolbox. "Danielle listen, we're gonna have to abort this entire plan, it's getting much to dangerous!" Sam said urgently. "[Don't worry, the book is on Buster's dashboard. I'll grab it as soon as we get to the school.]" Danielle reassured.

Sam placed his free hand on his chest. "Danielle! You must be extremely careful not to run into your other self!" Said Sam, feeling extremely concerned. "[My other self?]" Danielle said in a confused tone.

"YES! Remember, your mother is at that exact same dance with you, yeah!" Said Sam, who was unaware that the Sam from 1911 walked in front of the D.E., he grabbed a wrench and walked to a lamp post and continued working.

"[Right, this could get heavy Sam…]" Said Danielle. Sam let go of the button, "Heavy, heavy, heavy…" Sam muttered, before he pushed the button down again. "Danielle, whatever happens, you must not let your other self see you! The consequences could be disastrous!" Said Sam.

He then heard a sigh and a voice behind him. "Excuse me sir?" Said the voice. Sam turned to see who was talking to him, the moment he saw his younger self, he immediately turned back and gasped.

"Yes, you with the hat." Said the younger Sam. Sam then pushed the antenna back down and put away his walkie talkie. "Who, me?" Asked Sam. "Yes… be a pal and hand me that brown handled wrench on that toolbox." Said the younger Sam.

Sam was slowly walking backward towards him, making sure that he doesn't see his face, he reached down to pick up the wrench, only to find out that it was red. 'Oh wow! I didn't know the wrench was red! I guess they really did cure my colorblindness in 2350.' Thought Sam.

As he picked up the wrench, he decided to make small talk. "Brown? Uh… Don't you mean… red?" Asked Sam, who was trying to not sound worried.

"Red? Huh… I never noticed." Said the younger Sam. Sam stopped walking backward when he reached the other side of the lamp post. "I presume… you're conducting some sort of… weather experiment…" Sam said as he passed the wrench to his younger self.

The younger Sam froze after he said that. "That's right… How did you know that?" Asked younger Sam after a short pause.

Sam then placed his two hands onto the tight cable above him. "Oh, I've happened to have had a little experience in this area." Sam said as he gently swerved the cable back and forth.

While he was doing that, the younger Sam walked forward a few steps and looked up into the sky. "Yes… Well I am hoping to see some lightning tonight. Although, the weatherman says there's not gonna be any rain…" Said younger Sam.

Sam then awkwardly straighten his coat and looked up into the clear night as well. "Oh there's gonna be plenty of rain alright. Wind, thunder, lightning…" Sam then turned his head towards his younger self. "It's gonna be one crazy storm." Said Sam.

"Well, thanks. Nice talking to you…" The younger Sam said as he turned back to the lamp post and Sam turning his body away from him. "Maybe we'll bump into each other some time again in the future!" The younger Sam said as he used the wrench to screw in a bolt.

"Or in the past…" Sam said as he slowly walked back to his bike, got onto it and started pedaling away. As he was, the younger Sam walked over to the toolbox and placed the wrench back in, and grabbed some more screws.