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BTTF Universe
"I must say," Kevin Maxwell was saying, "you boys sure have a lot of talent. You know, if I worked for a major record label, I would definitely sign you guys on."
"Thanks so much, Kev," Marty McFly gushed. "Your support really means a lot to me. So you really have an uncle who works for a record label? That's totally awesome."
"That's correct," Kevin said, smiling. "I will definitely put in a good word for you and your band. I mean, you guys totally rock! Screw all the audition judges who say that you guys are too loud! They just don't know what they're talking about. Just don't pay any attention to those naysayers, and keep your chin up. Just take it from me."
"Yeah, these guys just don't appreciate our kind of music," said Zach Nelson, rolling his eyes. "With Strickland in charge... Well, how old is Strickland, anyway? Not that I have anything against old people in general - but what would Strickland know about what's good and what isn't? Hell, he's even older than my Grandpa Herbie."
"Actually, speaking of grandpas," Marty said, nodding, "it's hard to believe this now, but Strickland actually used to be friends with my Grandpa Arthur. My parents are thirty years older than me - while my grandparents are sixty years older than me."
"So what happened between Strickland and your grandpa?" asked Joey Landvatter. "It must have been something major? I wonder if Strickland even has any friends."
"Well, I don't want to dwell on this, too much," Marty said, sighing. "Truth to be told, my grandpa was the one at fault. They were in high school during The Prohibition, and my grandpa was desperate to be popular. So, in order to join the club, he had to do some mean things to his friends. As a result, Strickland had never forgiven him."
"Whoa, that sounds awful!" gasped Kevin. "I would guess, though, that Strickland had been a pretty disagreeable person even before that. Well, I'm glad I didn't go to high school here in Hill Valley. The principal we had at our high school wasn't so bad."
"Well, you were lucky, then," Billy Winterson said, with an envious sigh. "It always seemed like Strickland had it in for us. Although, to be fair, Marty did sometimes bring it on. He used to have a tendancy of always being late for school, after all."
"Did you have to bring this up, Billy?" Marty groaned. "I have not had the problem since January - and I did graduate from high school, didn't I? It's in the past, now."
"Sorry, Marty," Billy said, blushing. "I didn't mean to make you feel bad. It's just that I remember how Strickland threatened to forbid you to perform - which meant we would have to kick you out, and it would've been pretty hard to find another talented guitarist like you. You really are a valuable asset to our group, you know."
"I had difficulty with punctuality, too," offered Kevin. "My stamina was pretty bad, back when I was in high school. I would try to make it to bed at 10:00 every night, but I would still be so tired in the morning. That's why I work afternoon shifts."
"Well, everyone," suggested Marty, "should we head out to Francesca's Italian Diner for dinner, tonight? I'm really in the mood for some Italian food. I love eating stuffed shells. My mom makes the best - but Francesca's are very scrumptious, too."
"Well, actually," Kevin said, sighing, "I was going to head home so I can change my clothes, and then pick your sister up for a date. We were going to eat out, then see a movie. I may say that you guys are a very wonderful family."
"I promised my parents I would be home by seven," added Billy. "I have to babysit my sisters, so that my parents can do their last minute Christmas shopping. I'm not really looking too forward for this, but a promise is a promise. So I'd better leave."
"Sue and I have a date tonight, too,' added Zach. 'I also have to finish my Christmas shopping. I need to think of some good presents to pick up for my grandparents."
"Speaking of grandparents," added Joey, "I'm going to my grandma's house with my family, so I also have to be home very soon. Nothing like spending Christmas with Grandma. She's a wonderful and fun lady to be with. She's only 67 years old, too."
"Jennifer was going to spend Christmas with her grandma, too," Marty said, sighing. "Well, I guess I might as well head home. I really have nothing else to do, tonight."
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Marty was feeling cheerful, as soon as she arrived home. She found a very colourful stone in the driveway of the McFly's home. He felt a bit silly, getting all excited over a little stone - but it was the most beautiful stone he had ever seen. He had to find a good place to keep the stone, and make sure he didn't lose it. He slipped the stone inside his pocket, as he stepped inside. He then saw Linda sitting in the living room.
"Marty," Linda said, a bit firmly, "come in here and sit down. I really need to talk with you about Kevin. I don't like the way you've been spending so much time with him. He is my boyfriend. I don't like the way the two of you hang out like buddies."
"Hey, what's the big deal?" Marty asked, defensively. "He always keeps his dates with you, doesn't he? Listen, Linda, have I ever made him late to any of your dates?"
"That's not the point, Marty!" Linda insisted. "The point is, I do not want you being buddies with my boyfriend. You stay away from him? Do you understand?"
"You're sounding like a jealous girlfriend," Marty groaned, in frustration. "I'm not gay, Linda. There's nothing going on with Kevin and I. We're buddies. That's all!"
"Did I say you were gay, Marty?" Linda snapped. "No, I did not! You are completely missing my point, Martin Seamus McFly! The point is, think of what this can do for my reputation! What do you think people would think of my boyfriend being buddies with my kid brother? There are certain lines you don't cross. You crossed over that line!"
"Well, gee, Linda!" Marty spat out, blinking back tears. "I'm so sorry that I'm such an embarassment to you that I can't even be friendly to your boyfriend! Would you like it better if I hated his guts, and called him nasty names? I'm sure you wouldn't."
"Marty, you are being so childish!" shouted Linda, as she stalked off to her bedroom.
"No, Linda, you're the one who's being childish!" Marty shouted back, as he headed to his own bedroom. He couldn't believe how unreasonable Linda was being. It's not like his sister could dictate who he can or can't be friends with.
As he blinked back tears, he reached into his pocket for the stone. As he began to admire the stone, it let off a bright glow of light. Marty then set the stone on the ground. The glow then got bigger, as it formed a whirlwind on top. Out of curiosity, Marty stuck his hand into the whirlwind. The vortex immediately sucked him through.