May 30, 1986
7:00 AM PST
As Marty woke up, he quite felt more than a little nervous. Doc and Jennifer, at least, understood his whole situation. Would he really be able to handle another school day, though? As much as Marty Jr enjoyed spending the past week in the 1980s, he felt so homesick. He also began to miss having his own body, and his own private thoughts.
Marty Jr pondered over how much the bedroom would actually change, over the next thirty years. Marty Sr was also a little stunned, as he realized the changes that would be made to the same bedroom. Of course, he knew that changes were a part of life.
As Marty got dressed, he wondered what the day would hold. Would he even be able to concentrate on his studies? As he had three study halls, he really could get started on his writing assignment. Between Sr and Jr, they simply had some interesting ideas.
Upon leaving the bedroom, Marty Jr gave it just one more glance. In a way, he would miss seeing this version of his bedroom. On the other hand, though, he'd be happy to see it simply restored to his own bedroom. As he stepped into the kitchen, he realized that Lorraine was baking some coffee cake. The scent rather made his mouth water.
"Good morning, sweetheart!" Lorraine called out, as she ran to hug Marty. "I sure felt like baking, so... Well, this morning, you'll be able to eat a nice hot breakfast. It really is a beautiful day. This summer, we should go on a family trip! How does that sound?"
"Oh, Mom, that sure sounds totally awesome!" gushed Marty. "We could maybe go to Wishing Well Resort, again. That was such fun! Or else, how about Oak Ridge Lodge? I have fond memories of that place. Otherwise, we could try Sunnyside Lake Resort!"
"Sunnyside Lake Resort?" Lorraine asked, smiling. "Oh, I really think we could look into that. Of course, I really have a lot of pretty fond memories of your dad and I bringing you kids to Oak Ridge Lodge. While I'd like to go there, again - it'd really be nice to try something new. By the way, honey, where did you hear of Sunnyside Lake Resort?"
"Uh, I heard one of my friends talking about it," replied Marty, nervously. While Marty Sr had yet to go to Sunnyside Lake Resort, Marty Jr was very familiar with that place. He knew that the place existed in 1986. "I felt that it'd be a lovely site to check out!"
"In that case, your dad and might look into it," Lorraine replied, cheerfully. "Anyway, the soup really should be about done. I remember how, last year, Linda actually won those tickets to Wishing Well Resort - when she decided to call into a radio station."
"I do still have that photo of Dave, Linda, and I," explained Marty, dreamily, "and we really were standing in front of that well. Linda was actually wearing her 'Class of '84' sweatshirt. Perhaps, this year, I could wear my 'Class of '86' one. It sure feels a little strange, though, to think of how Linda always seemed to be so much older than me."
"It feels so strange to think that you're no longer little children," commented Lorraine, wistfully."Well, at any rate, what all have you been doing - for these last few days of school? Ms. Coleman told me that you were doing better, in these past few months."
"Oh, we're reading George Orwell's book," explained Marty. Marty Sr wondered if Ms. Coleman ever told his parents about her 'special brand of punishment'. "At first, I just found the book to be so depressing. After all, that stuff could give you nightmares."
"Yeah, I quite remember you telling me that," replied Lorraine, as she began to scoop up the fruit soup. "Yeah, the real 1984 quite turned out to be a lot better. You simply can't know just what the future would hold, though. After all, have you ever thought about what life would be like - in, say, about thirty years? That is a long ways to go."
As Marty reached for his bowl of fruit soup, Marty Jr was reminded by just how much he needed to return to his own time. Of course, he had real mixed feelings about the whole thing. Still, he sure did come to grow a greater appreciation for the year 2016.
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As Marty drove to the Browns' house, he and Jennifer were both silent. It seemed as if neither really knew what to say. It was a uncomfortable position for all involved. At least, it felt very nice to have the truth out. One thing that really disturbed Marty Sr, though, was his seeming inability to recall the similar experience of two months ago.
"Whoa, what a day!" gasped Marty, as he and Jennifer stepped out of the car. "Well, on the plus side, I did help Billy become quite more enthusiastic about the assignment. At any rate, I do see a car in the driveway. I'm guessing that it belongs to Sabrina."
"Actually, yeah, it does," replied Jennifer, smiling. As the two stepped into the house, she added, "It sure seems strange, thinking about our son went back in time - and like this. Well, at any rate, I simply hope that..." Just then, she called out, "Hi, Sabrina!"
"Sabrina!" called out Marty, excitedly. "I'm happy that you're here. Doc really must've told you about what happened. While I've simply had a lot of fun, I do think I'm about ready to go back home. To be honest, I'm really starting to miss 2016... as well as my family, and my friends. I don't really regret this experience, even though I guess I..."
"Hello, Marty," Sabrina called out, cheerfully. "Well, yes, Doc did explain to me about your situation. Well, at any rate, is it true that my future daughter was the very one responsible?" Marty nodded. "In that case, this is something that I can just reverse."
"Yeah, Tabitha is your daughter," explained Marty Jr, quietly. Realizing something, he added, "So, Sabrina, you really are a witch? Well, I really do remember Doc explaining to me about that - when he and Clara were planning their wedding. Still, it's hard..."
"That's right," replied Sabrina, nervously. "I am a witch, and... Apparently, my future daughter ended up inheriting that. I guess you simply didn't know that, though. After all, I... Y'know, I'm really not even quite sure of how exactly I'm supposed to address you. Technically, you are two different people. Anyway, why don't you take a seat."
Marty Jr really was stunned, as he sat on a bean bag chair. Was he quite ready to go back to the year 2016? Marty Sr started to think about what might really happen, in a little over twelve years. At the moment, it was hard to imagine Marty Jr as an infant.
"Well, Marty, just look into my eyes," Sabrina instructed, quietly. Marty looked up, as he felt quite a strange sensation going through him. "Go ahead, and try to relax your mind." At the moment, everything just began to dim. "Close your eyes... and relax."
As Marty closed his eyes, he began to see swirls of colour. He was rather mesmerized by the sight, as he felt a real peaceful feeling go through him. He smiled, as he began to feel a sense of tranquility. It was a lovely feeling, as he enjoyed the pretty colours that were forming. It was so beautiful! He wondered if heaven was anything like this.
"You can now open your eyes, Marty Jr," instructed Sabrina. Just as Marty Jr opened his eyes, Sabrina added, "I had to suppress your father, for a few minutes. I'm about ready to send you back, but... Well, first, I'll really need to ask you a few questions."
"Uh, yeah, okay," replied Marty Jr, nervously. He blinked, as he realized that was the only one alert. It was such a good feeling, in fact. "So, uh, what would you like to ask me? I mean, this was a strange week. I never meant to make trouble for my father."
"First off, Marty Jr, I simply should share a little something with you," Sabrina replied, gently. "The thing is, just two months ago, I dealt with something quite similar to this. Believe it or not, your father... from 2016, that is... also made a wish. He wanted for a chance to revisit his youth - so, just two months ago, I had to send him back!"
"Whoa, this is heavy!" breathed Marty Jr. "I wonder why my dad never told me about that. Although, I guess he saw no reason to do so - and he sure might've figured that I wouldn't believe him. In that case, I guess I don't quite blame him. I would've felt..."
"Yeah, he maybe didn't find it to be necessary," agreed Sabrina. "Well, after you get back, he'll be likely to remember. To be honest, I'm kind of sure surprised that people in the future could get nostalgic for the '80s. Not that I think this is a bad decade..."
"I'm kind of surprised, too," added Jennifer. "I mean, from what little I've seen of the future, it sure seems like a interesting place. They have those cool hoverboards, and I've seen all kinds of very awesome gadgets. I simply can't help but feel as if it'd be a little like me being nostalgic for the 1950s. When your father was stuck in 1955..."
"Well, it could be similar to how I had a passion for the Old West," suggested Doc. "In fact, I was kind of sorry to leave that era. It's quite a good thing, though, that Marty did manage to convince me in bringing Clara back to 1985. After all, if we really opted to stay there... I was concerned of how Clara would adjust to the present, though."
"Clara's from the Old West?" Marty Jr asked, stunned. Doc just nodded. "I guess that isn't important, right now. I really had a passion for the music and video games of the '80s. Well, Mom, while I've seen your youth photos - seeing you like this still feels..."
"I understand, Junior," Jennifer commented, softly. "It sure does feel a little strange, meeting you in this fashion. Well, seeing as you sure are my future son - and I'm your mother... At any rate, I wonder if I could give you a nice familial hug and kiss."
"Well, actually, Mom," Marty Jr started to say, nervously. As he glanced at Jennifer - he realized that this young girl really was the same person who would, one day, raise him. He saw that Jennifer was looking at him, with the love of a mother. "Oh, I'd sure love to!" Marty Jr gushed, as he threw his arms around Jennifer. "I love you, Mom!"