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Marty Jr and Harmony watched on, as Old Biff was hobbling his way out of Hill Valley Park. Marty Jr thought that Biff would collapse any minute, now.
"Wow!" Harmony gasped. "I guess Biff really does want to be rich, doesn't he?"
"He can be one rather persistent guy," commented Marty Jr. "I wonder if he's going to walk around town like this. I think he would get pretty tired, sooner or later."
Just then, an older man in a convertable pulled up, and called out, "Hey, sir, do you need a ride? I could give you a lift, if you'd like. I'm headed towards downtown."
"Oh, howdy, Mr. Peabody!" Old Biff called back. "That would be great! Thank you!"
"Mr. Peabody!" gasped Marty Jr. "I wonder if this might be that same man who owns the farm that my father accidentally crashed into, when he first went through time."
"Well, come on in," invited Mr. Peabody. "By the way, just call me Otis. You appear to be mighty older than I am! By the way, what might your name be, sir?"
"My name is, uh, Barney," Old Biff said, as he stepped into the car. Marty Jr began to snicker, as he and Harmony floated up towards them - and the two of them sat in the back seat. "I'm visiting here from Elmdale. I would like to stop by Lou's Cafe."
"I can do that for you, sir?" Mr. Peabody asked. Looking at the almanac that Biff had in his hand, he added, "Where did you get that book from? It looks interesting."
"Oh, uh," Old Biff replied, "it was just an item that I found lying around the park."
"You know, Barney," Mr. Peabody said, "I wonder if this may be from the space alien who crashed into my barn last week. That space bastard had even knocked over one of my pine trees. I wonder if he somehow left that book lying around."
"So it is him!" Marty Jr said, to Harmony. "It sounds like he's still mad at my father!"
"Well, look at it from his point of view," Harmony commented. "He just had his barn destroyed, and he lost one of his pine trees. He even might have felt that his family was being threatened. He really was just acting in self-defense."
"Yeah, I guess you're right," Marty Jr replied. "After all, it's not like he really knew the whole situation. Still, this must have been very scary for Dad."
"Of course, the police didn't believe me," Mr. Peabody continued, "so I did end up being committed for a week. Fortunately, they finally discharged me yesterday."
oooooooooo
Biff sleepily stretched his arms, as he woke up. Today was the day that Terry would have repaired his car. He still felt real pissed off with Calvin Klein, or Marty Klein, or whatever the hell name he was using these days. Anyhow, he was quite determined to get his revenge on that punk who made him crash into a manure truck.
"Biff! Biff!" called out his grandmother, Tiffany Gertrude Tannen. "Are you up, yet?"
"Yes, Grandma!" Biff called back, huffily. "I'm up! Why do you need to know?"
"My feet really hurt," Grandma Tannen called back, "and I need you to rub my toes!"
Biff sighed to himself. Ever since his mother died and his father went to jail, he had to grow up with his grandmother. While he hated to admit it, he always was envious of the grandparents that many of his classmates had.
"Just let me grab some breakfast first," Biff called back. "I need something to eat!"
"Well, I really need my toes to be rubbed!" Grandma Tannen insisted.
"Oh, all right, Grandma!" Biff replied, huffily. He hated the idea of touching anyone's feet - but he knew that his grandmother would keep nagging him, until he finally did whatever it was that she wanted him to do. He sighed, as he started to get dressed.
oooooooooo
George and Lester were at the house of their other friend, Billy Stockhausen. When George was twelve years old, he nearly stood up for Billy. However, when he failed to do so, he had not been able to forgive himself since.
"I don't think I'll be going to the dance tonight," Billy said. "My grandma is sick, and I really would like to see her tonight. Anyway, it's not like I have a girl to go with."
George suddenly felt a bit uneasy. He felt rather bad that he was going to miss his favourite television program, Science Fiction Theatre. Still, he figured it was better that he heeded to the warning of Darth Vadar. He felt so nervous.
"Are you feeling all right, George?" Lester asked, concerned. "We can just enjot the music and the refreshment. We don't need to have girls to have fun."
"I'm just worried that Biff and his gang might be there," George replied. He wasn't quite sure if he could really tell his friends about the plan with Marty.
"I'm sure there'll be chaperones there," Lester assured his friend. "With some adult supervision, I'm sure that Biff and his gang won't be able to cause much trouble."
"I suppose you're right," George said, sighing. "It's just that, well, it's like Strickland doesn't care if we get bullied. He also thinks I'm a slacker. I think he blames me for what my father did to him, when they were young."
"Well, he doesn't seem to like me, either," Lester replied. "I know that our fathers have been friends, while they were growing up - and it's great that my father was able to forgive your father. Strickland seems like a very bitter man, though."
"Well, if I don't get to see Marty before I go," Billy said, "be sure to tell him that I said 'good bye'. I sure will miss that boy. He made a big difference in our lives."
"I'll do that," George replied. "I wonder if we can maybe keep in touch, somehow."
"Well, I know he's in love with Lorraine," Billy commented. "If he ends up keeping in touch with Lorraine - I'm sure he'll keep in touch with us, as well."
"I guess you're right," George replied. He did his best to keep from panicking, as he thought of how he would have to actually punch out Marty this evening.
oooooooooo
Lorraine stretched her arms, as that alarm clock woke her up. She was planning on going to Ruth's Frock Shop with her friends, Babs and Betty - so that she could pick out a dress for tonight. She wanted to pick out something that could impress Calvin Klein. She could hardly believe that tonight was the big night.
Lorraine sighed dreamily, as she thought of how much she adored Calvin Klein. She believed that destiny brought Calvin to her. The only huge problem was, Calvin was awfully shy around her. Lorraine found even that to be charming.
"Lorraine, are you awake?" called out Lorraine's mother, Stella. "You have a phone call! It's your friend, Betty! She said she really needs to talk to you."
"Yeah, I was just waking up," Lorraine replied. "I'll be right down, Mom!"
As Lorraine walked downstairs, she wondered what it was that Betty needed to talk to her about. He knew Betty was planning to attend the dance with Todd Newman.
"Hello, Betty?" Lorraine said, as she picked up the telephone. "So how are you?"
"Listen, Lorraine," Betty replied, "I won't be able to go shopping with you and Babs today. I forgot that I was going to have breakfast with Grandma, and she will here very shortly. Maybe we could meet at Lou's Cafe sometime this afternoon."
"Well, have fun with your grandma," Lorraine replied, as she was a little disappointed that Betty wouldn't be able to join them. "Anyway, are you excited about tonight!"
"Oh, Lorraine, I'm thrilled!" Betty said, excitedly. "Todd is such a real dreamboat. I could hardly breathe, when he asked me to go to the dance with him. I have had a crush on him for the longest. So, do you think you'll hit it off with Calvin Klein?"
"Well, I hope so," Lorraine said, quietly. "It's just that, well, he seems to be very shy around me - but I'm very sure he loves me. He even defended me on Monday, while Biff and his gang was harassing me. I really love that in a man. Anyway, I can really feel almost as if Calvin Klein is, well, connected to me. It's hard to explain."
"Anyway, I'd better get going, now," Betty explained, "but we could maybe meet at Lou's Cafe around four, and we could all show up in our dresses for the dance."
"That sounds great," Lorraine replied. "Well, Babs should be here real soon. Anyway, take care - and have fun with your grandma. See you this afternoon."
"Thank you, Lorraine," Betty replied, as she hung up the telephone.
As soon as Lorraine hung the telephone up, she heard the doorbell ring. She headed for the door, hoping that Babs had shown up. It wasn't as fun to shop alone.
"Hello, Lorraine," Babs said, as soon as Lorraine opened the door. "Are you ready to head out shopping? You know, you and Betty are very lucky! I wish I had somebody to go to the dance with. I have to admit that I really envy you."
"I'm sure you'll find your special someone," Lorraine told her friend. "Speaking of Betty, though, she just called. She said that she couldn't join us."
"Yeah, I already know," Babs replied. "She was going out with her grandma. Let's get going now, shall we? Let's go, before all the good dresses are taken."
"I agree," Lorraine said, laughing, as she joined her friend outside. "Let's go!"
The two of them were laughing happily and skipping, as they headed for downtown.