10:30 AM PST
Land of Colour Universe
Linda couldn't believe her eyes, as she glanced a few tables over. It looked like there were two Martys sitting at that table. Linda nearly fainted from shock. It was surreal!
"Gee, do you see that, Linda?" whispered Mallory, stunned. 'It see two Alexes sitting over there! You know, I'm not sure if this is a coincidence or not. There's something so unsettling about this. Why on earth would we be warped into this strange world, with two people who happen to look exactly like my brother? This is giving me the creeps! Maybe this is just a very freaky dream we're having!"
"I think you mean two Martys," replied Linda, quietly. "Wait a minute! Didn't we both say that our brothers looked like Michael J Fox? Maybe it is both our brothers!"
"But how can this be possible?" Mallory asked, shocked. "Maybe someone really has a thing for our brothers - and, somehow, we ended up being dragged into this. I am beginning to really resent my brother! I wonder if they brought Michael J Fox into this world, too? This is unreal! Maybe I've been knocked out unconscious or something."
"That would certainly explain why we both cannot wake up," Linda said, sighing. "Oh, here come Rose and her brothers. We shouldn't be talking about this around them."
"How are the two of you doing?" Rose asked, as she joined them at the table. "Would you girls like some pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream? They serve very delicious pancakes at this restaurant. They have delicious orange juice, too."
"Oh, I really love pancakes!" gushed Linda. "You really oughtta try the pancakes that my mother makes. She makes them right from scratch, and they're very delicious!"'
"So, where do you girls come from," asked Rose, "if you don't mind me asking you?"
"I come from a suburb in Columbus, Ohio," replied Mallory. "It's a great city, but I would rather live in California. The winters are so much warmer here, after all."
"I'm from Hill Valley,' added Linda, figuring that it wouldn't hurt to be honest. "It's in the northern part of the state. I like it better here in the southern part of the state."
"Well, we came here from Wisconsin," said Robert, "and I just miss having snow for Christmas. I guess there's something about snow that makes Christmas so festive."
"Well, people in Australia have Christmas at the beginning of summer," remarked Linda. "I wonder if they do the Santa Claus thing in the land down under. Perhaps, in Australia, Santa Claus is thinner - and Santa wears swimming trucks and carries the presents on a flying raft pulled by thirteen swans. Would that seem a bit plausable?"
"Well, we have some friends who live in Australia," explained Jimmy, "and we can tell you they don't have their own version of Santa Claus. I guess growing up with snow has sort of spoiled me a little bit. They would, no doubt, be shocked that songs like Sleigh Ride and Winter Wonderland are considered Christmas songs. The two songs really make no references to Christmas, if you've ever really noticed."
"I can't say that I ever really cared for those songs," said Mallory, sighing. "To me, real Christmas songs are songs like Silent Night and Joy To The World. Those are the songs that convey the true meaning of Christmas. The holiday's not about winter!"
"I guess you have a point," replied Robert. "Even though, I have an appreciation for all kinds of Christmas music. I know many will disagree with me, but I'm always in the mood for Christmas music. It really does create the warm festive feelings."
"One song I have always hated is Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas," remarked Linda. "To me, that song has a depressing melody. It's not a Christmas-y song!"
"I totally agree agree with you, Linda," chimed in Mallory. "Whoever wrote the stupid song should either get his ass kicked or be given a very good slap upside the head!"
"Now don't you think that's a little harsh, Mallory?" chided Robert. "I personally am not too fond of that song, but we all do have our personal preferences. I bet I'm one of the very few people around who likes Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer."
"But that's such a stupid song!" groaned Linda. "It's very morbid, too. The song is totally inappropriate for the joyful season. I actually cried when I first heard that song, because I didn't want to think about Grandma Stella meeting such a fate!"
"I know, that's what everyone else says," Robert said, sighing. "I love my grandma a lot, too - but I just take this song in the humour that it was intended for."
"I'm sorry," protested Mallory, a bit loudly, "but I see nothing funny at all about poor grandma being run over by a reindeer! That has got to be one of the sickest songs I have ever heard of! I would like to beat the crap out of whoever wrote that song!"
"Okay, Mallory," Robert said, sighing, "Forget I ever brought that up. Let's just try to calm down now, and get ready to order our food. Enjoy the pretty music, all right?"
"I'm sorry, Robert," whispered Mallory. '"'m not mad at you or anything. It's just that the song makes me feel real angry. Anyway, the music here is certainly beautiful!"
"I'm sure we can all agree on this," said Linda, smiling. "They sure do have this place decorated up nicely. I must say that I also enjoy the scents of cinnamon and spice."
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"I'm wondering if we should come up and say hi," suggested Alex. "It appears that they recognize us. They must be so shocked to see that Marty and I look alike."
"Fortunately, Linda doesn't watch Family Ties," replied Marty, "so I don't believe she would recognize your name. That's going to be the last thing she needs right now."
"Mallory thinks Back to the Future is a stupid movie," added Alex. "Still, the problem is, McFly is not exactly a common name in our world. In fact, I'm not sure if it even is a real name in our world. Maybe Robert Zemeckis and Bob Gale, who are the ones who write the screenplay for the movie, made up that name. I do understand this is probably going to give you a great shock, but I do have a hunch that it is the case."
"I don't believe this," Marty gasped, stunned. "I remember your mother did say she wasn't sure McFly was even a real last name, but I can't believe that my last name was made up by two people in your world. I think I'm going to go into shock!"
"Just take a deep breath," urged Alex, "and try to relax. I was just trying to explain to you why Mallory might suspect that you're from a movie. Everything will be fine."
"I always took pride in my last name," Marty said, quietly, "even when, in the old timeline, Strickland would cruelly insist no McFly would ever amount to anything."
"I'm so sorry, Marty," Alex said, gently. "You can still take pride in your name, though. I thought Strickland was a nasty guy. Just try not to sweat it so much!"
'Yeah, you're right, Alex,' replied Marty, sighing. 'It's just that Keaton is still a real name in our world. It's not like Gary David Goldberg just made up the last name."
"Are you two going to be all right?" Victoria asked, concerned. "You shouldn't talk about this anymore. We really don't want anyone going into shock."
"You're right, Victoria," replied Alex. 'We should enjoy our fruit soup and the music that's pumped over the speakers. I think we should go talk with our sisters, though. We don't want them to be worried sick that they might be stranded."
"How about after we're done eating," suggested Victoria. "The people they're eating with don't know anything about our powers, and it's better that they don't find out."
"I totally understand," replied Marty. "Well, thank you for taking us out. This is such a nice treat. I must say, it's really awesome spending Christmas with you folks."
"Yeah, thank you!" added Alex. "As long as you promise us that we're in our world for Christmas, too - this is really lovely. I really could use this vacation - and I'm sure Marty could, as well. This morning, he told me he was feeling stressed out."
"Oh, Marty, you really should relax," Victoria said, soothingly. "I want you to get rid of everything that's troubling you out of your mind, and throw it away. We brought you here as a Christmas present. We figured you two might really enjoy it."
"Oh, I love it here!" gushed Marty. "Thanks so much for thinking about us. The kids are all so adorable, and you folks are wonderful people! This is like paradise!"