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"Whoa, look at this mansion!" Marty Jr exclaimed, as he and Harmony found the mansion that Doc used to live in. "Now I'm sad that it was burnt down."
"Some believe that Grandpa burnt it down on purpose," Harmony said, sighing, "so that he could get some insurance money. Some people can be so judgemental, it's not even funny. Well, let's head inside - and see what's in there."
"That's a good idea," Marty Jr said, as he followed Harmony into the mansion. "What should we check out first? This really is a big house, you know."
"Let's see if your dad is still sleeping," suggested Harmony. "I bet he looks as cute as you do, when you're sleeping. The other version of your dad, the one that came back with Grandpa from the alternate 1985, is probably running around somewhere."
"Yeah, he's probably looking for young Biff," Marty Jr replied. "Whoa! This must be Doc's living room! He has a really lovely fireplace, and he has all those pictures of the great scientists on the mantle. He even has a piano over there!"
"Hey, Marty!" Harmony exclaimed. "I just thought of something! You know how my grandpa came up with that idea of time travel, from slipping on his toilet - while he hanging a clock on the wall. Let's go check it out!"
"That's a good idea," Marty Jr said, as the two of them floated into the bathroom. As the astral travellers saw the clock on the wall, they were both amazed.
"Uh, oh," Harmony mattered, "it's looks as though we walked in on Grandpa taking a bath! I guess he really loves his bubble baths, just like we do!"
"Well, Harmony, it could be worse," Marty Jr replied. "At least he wasn't sitting on the toilet, when we floated in. I guess he is just relaxing, before he has to set everything up at the clock tower, to send my dad back to 1985."
"Well, let's go give Grandpa his privacy," Harmony commented, as she held Marty Jr's hand and pulled him out of that bathroom. "Oh, look, this looks like grandpa's dog! Isn't he so adorable? I can't remember what Grandpa named him, though."
Almost as if on cure, the dog looked up and yipped happily. Marty Jr wondered in the dog could somehow sense the presense of him and Harmony.
"I'm sure it was named after one of the great scientists," Marty Jr replied.
"Let's go check up on your father, now," Harmony suggested. "He's probably upstairs somewhere, resting up for his big day."
As Doc's dog headed up the stairs, Marty Jr and Harmony had followed him. As the dog stepped into one of the rooms, the astral travellers floated is. In the room was Marty One, who was peacefully sleeping - as the dog licked Marty's arm.
"Well, he's sleeping in a pretty awkward position," Harmony commented. "I don't know how he can sleep like that!"
"Well, It looks like he's getting up, now," Marty Jr commented. "I guess this is one more trait that I don't have in common with my father."
Marty Jr and Harmony laughed, as Marty One was waking up.
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Marty One sleepily stretched his arms, as he woke up. He smiled at Copernicus, as Doc's faithful sheepdog woke him up. He realized that today was going to be a real big day. He had so much on his mind. He was also feeling very hungry.
He could not help but worry that his plan with George might not work. After all, what if Lorraine saw right their act - and realized that the whole thing was a set-up. There probably would not be another chance to get his parents together, as Lorraine might be so angry at both at them - and then he might become erased from existence.
There was, of course, also the issue of whether he would be able to hit the lightning bolt on time. He really was started to miss life in the 1980s, as well as Jennifer.
Then there was also the fact that his older friend refused to hear anything about the future. Marty One blinked back his tears, as he was determined to find some way to warn his friend about the Libyan terrorists. He couldn't stand to lose his friend.
"Marty?" asked Doc '55. "Are you up, yet? Do you know what day it is today?"
"I sure do," Marty One replied, as Doc '55 walked in. "I have to meet with my father for a little while this afternoon, so that we could do a bit of last minute planning. I'm worried that my mother might see through our act, though."
"That's why you should make sure your father defends her convincingly," explained Doc '55. "You know, I'm so happy that the Darth Vadar trick had convinced her."
"I was amazed by how well I could pull that off," Marty One commented. "It's just that, knowing my father, he never was very good at confrontations - so I have to make sure that he has the courage to defend Lorraine from me."
"Anyway, Marty," Doc '55 said, "I'm going to be heading out to connect the cable and the wire to the clock tower. There is a box of glazed doughnuts in the kitchen. I went to pick them up from the bakery, so they should still be fresh."
"Thank you, Doc," Marty One replied. "You know, I'm quite nervous about this, too. I am actually going to have to make my mother rather angry with me, in order for the plan with my father to work. The big thing is, I'm quite sensitive - and I can't stand it when people are angry with me. I mean, I know how it feels to have my mother real angry with me. I wish she was a bit more loving."
"I can understand how you feel," Doc '55 said, sympathetically. "It really does hurt that some people in this town believe that I am actually a madman. So if I actually had to turn someone against me, it would be real heard to do."
Marty One went to hug his older friend, and said, "You are a special person, Doc. I mean, you really mean a lot to me. I can't stand the idea of ever losing you."
"Thank you, Marty," Doc '55 replied, warmly. "Well, I have to get going, now."
Marty One sighed to himself, as Doc '55 left. He wished that his older friend would listen to his warning about the Libyan terrorists.
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As Marty Two finally found the house on Mason Street, he was shocked by what he saw. This sure did not look at all like a house that someone like Biff would live in!
"Doc," Marty Two called out. "Come in. Doc. This is Marty, over."
"Roger Marty, this is Doc," came the voice of Doc '85. "Are you there?"
Marty Two looked through his binoculars and observed the house some more. It was filled with garden ornaments - and there a sign that read, "No Trespassers: Violators Will Be Prosecuted. This Means You!" Could Biff possibly live in a house like that?
"Yeah Doc, I'm at the address," Marty said, as he glanced at the front door. With a sigh, he quickly added, "It's the only Tannen in the book, but I don't think it's Biff's house. It looks like some old lady lives here."
Almost as if on cue, Biff started to leave the house. Well, what do you know? Marty Two thought, as he was amazed. I guess Biff really does live here!
"Biff!" Grandma Tannen voice called out, indicating that Marty Two was also right.
Oh, now I get it! Marty Two thought. Biff actually lives with his grandma!
"Yeah?" Biff called back, in a somewhat defiant voice.
"Where are you going, Biff?" Grandma Tannen asked, rather demandingly.
"I'm going to get my car, Grandma!" Biff called back huffily.
"When are you coming back?" Grandma Tannen asked. "My feet hurt, and I want you to rub my toes some more."
"Shut up, you old bag." Biff groused, as he started to walk down the street.
In this case, I guess I can't really blame him, Marty Two thought, to himself. He agreed that the idea did sound rather disgusting to him.
A red ball landed at Biff's feet. He picked it up, and five kids began to approach him.
"Give us our ball back!" the kids all demanded.
"What ball?" Biff asked, with a little smirk.
"That ball!" The kids replied, pointing to the ball that Biff was holding.
"What ball are you talking about?" Biff asked, smirking.
"Give us our ball back!" the kids repeated, with annoyance.
"Oh, is this your ball?" Biff asked, as he smirked some more.
"Yeah!" the kids replied, obviously annoyed.
Marty Two crouched behind a car, so that Biff would not notice him. He was stunned by just how mean Biff was. After all, these poor kids just wanted their ball back.
"Is this your ball," Biff asked, tauntingly. "You want it back?"
"Yeah!" the kids replied, with some desperation.
Biff threw the ball into a gutter on a neighbouring house, and shouted, "Well. go get it! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"
As Biff walked off, Marty Two picked up his walkie-talkie and said, "Doc, it is Biff's house - I'm on him. Over."
"All right, Marty," Doc called back. "You keep on top of him, and make sure you get that almanac back from him. Make sure that you don't let him see you."
"Check, Doc," Marty Two replied, as he began to discreetly follow Biff.