4:30 PM PST
Marty One felt real distressed, as he was heading over to Lorraine's house. He had his head down, as he was weeping silently. He felt rather wounded by the way Doc snapped at him, and accused him of being stubborn. Doc was actually the one who was being stubborn. Marty One figured he may have to take some drastic actions.
"Damn it, Doc," Marty One muttered, tearfully. "Oh, why won't you even give me a chance to warn you about the terrorists? Please, Doc, I just don't want to lose you. Watching you get shot was just so upsetting. I was only trying to save your life."
"Hey, Marty!" called out Lorraine, as Marty One headed towards her house. "What's the matter? Why are you crying? Oh, was Biff and his gang giving you a hard time? Seeing you so sad really bothers me, and I'd like to hurt the one who upset you."
Marty One swallowed deeply, as he sure didn't want to see Doc get hurt. He couldn't exactly tell Lorraine what it was that was bothering him. He only wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, placed his hands on Lorraine's shoulders, and looked at her.
"It's something I'd rather not talk about," Marty One said, nervously. "That's sure a nice dress you're wearing." After taking a closer look, he added, "Hey, Lorraine, do your parents know you are wearing this dress to the dance? I mean, it looks rather revealing - and, uh, they just don't seem to be the kind of people to approve."
"Of course not, Marty," Lorraine replied, laughing. "My parents really were adament that I wasn't going to wear this dress tonight. However, they are away at a meeting right now, so they don't they have to know that I am wearing the dress tonight."
Marty One couldn't help but chuckle, as he realized that his mother really was not as innocent as she claimed to be. He began to realize that the '50s just weren't the way they were portrayed on these old family sitcoms, shows like The Honeymooners and Leave It To Beaver. In many ways, life in the '80s was actually much better.
"Anyway, I was thinking we should have dinner at Holt's Diner," Lorraine continued. "They make very good chicken dumpling soup, and they sure make delicious bacon cheeseburgers. I would actually about three of them. I can even pay for myself."
"Uh, no, that sure won't be necessary," Marty One replied, as he realized he that had a lot of money left over from what Doc had given to him. "Just order as much as you want, Lorraine. I have enough money that can cover for us. Shall we go, now?"
"Thank you, Marty!" Lorraine gushed. "You know, I'll be very sad to see you go. You will write to me, won't you? We could even attend the same college this fall. This will be so heavenly. I really do believe fate has brought you and I together, Marty."
Marty suddenly felt quite nervous. What if his plan didn't work? Even worse, what if the whole plan backfired, and Lorraine just ended up not wanting to speak to Marty or George ever again? Marty would sure fade from existence, and poor George will never learn to gain confident. In fact, his life may then be even worse than before.
"Right, of course, Lorraine," Marty One replied, as he figured that this could just be a non-issue, once the dance was over. "Let's head over to Holt's Diner right now. I can really go for chicken dumpling soup and bacon cheeseburgers right now."
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Biff was over at 3D's house, as they were watching football and drinking beer. It was good to not have to deal with that grouchy old bag who had nothing better to do than to nag him all the time. Even though he would quite rather die than admit it, he could not help but envy the kids who were fortunate enough to have a real family.
"So that old codger really gave you the book?" Match was asking. "He just looked like an oddball. I mean, did you actually see those clothes that he was wearing? I wonder what kind of animal those clothes came from. It just give me the willies!"
"Yeah, he looked to me like he came from a circus," 3D said, laughing. "It's like he is supposed to be some old clown, or something. He was rather scary. Also, what's with that fist on his cane? It reminds me of how you taunt those losers with your fist!"
"Who really knows?" Biff replied, shrugging. "At least that codger didn't charge me for the book. I should check out the book tonight, when they announce the college sports scores on KKHV. Then I'll know whether this book is legit, or not!"
"You don't want to fall for a get-rick-quick scheme," Skinhead pointed out, "like your old lady did two years ago. I remember just how pissed off you were, when you had to go without power in your home for two weeks. You don't want to repeat that."
"I kist wanted to kill her for doing that to me," Biff said, vehemently. "Anyway, that Calvin Klein punk owes me 300 bucks damage to my car - and I will make him pay for doing that to me! This no good punk really has been nothing but trouble, since I saw him at Lou's Cafe last week. His parents should beat some sense into him!"
"I thought his name was Marty Klein, though," Match said, a little confused. "Did he actually decide to change his name to Calvin, or is he just very stupid that he can't even make up his mind about what his own name is? That punk can go rot in hell!"
"Well, Lorraine says that his name is Calvin," Biff replied, shrugging. "Oh, yeah, and that's quite another thing. Lorraine is my girl! Nobody touches Lorraine, except for me! She says that she can't stand me, but I know she's playing hard to get!"
"Babs is a pretty cool cat, herself!" Skinhead commented. "I wonder who she's going out with, tonight. I know Betty is planning to go out with that idiot, Todd Newman! He is such a big wuss, he actually lets his girlfriend decide what she wants to eat!"
"Any woman who thinks she has a right to be treated like a man," 3D groused, "is obviously rather sick in the head. It even says right there in the Bible that women were created for men to rule over. So, no, women are not equal to men!"
"Yes, there really is a reason why God made men stronger than women," Biff pointed out. "Any man who would sure be wussy enough to support equal rights for women is selling themselves out to the inferior gender. They sure don't appreciate the way that God created them to have dominian over woman. They just want to throw it away!"
"I certainly cannot believe Lorraine had the audacity to kick you in the shins," Match commented, angrily. "You just need to teach that bitch a lesson or two. Since Calvin is taking Lorraine to the dance tonight, you can kill two birds with one stone!"
"Yeah, this will sure be delicious poetic justice," Biff said, smirking. "I'll go grab us some more beer, than we can start making some plans for tonight. I am sure that wherever Lorraine is, Calvin will be there as well. The two of them are so tight!"
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"Could you really believe those assholes?" Harmony groused, angrily. "I have never really heard anyone make openly misogynistic statements before in my life - except for maybe on the internet, where all the bigots seem to come out of the woodwork."
"Yeah," Marty Jr said, shaking his head, "even though everyone's screen names are tied to their thumbprints, they think they don't have to accept responsibility for their action - so they spew off all the most bogotted comments as they possibly can."
"They should make everyone use their real names," Harmony replied, as the two of them floated out of 3D's house. "I think the internet would really be a safer place to go on, if nobody had the ability to just hide behind an anonymous handle."
"Hey, there's George and Lester," Marty Jr called out. "They both look like they're all dressed up for the dance tonight. I can believe how nervous George looks, though."
"You mean to say that some alien actually threatened to melt your brain," Lester was asking, astonished, "if you don't take Lorraine to the dance? This sounds very absurd to me! I understand you like aliens - but you didn't just hallucinate this whole thing?"
"Nah," George replied, shaking his head. "This whole thing was very real to me. As I woke up late the next morning, I actually found myself crashed out on the floor!"
"Holy cats!" Lester gasped. "Lorraine seems like a nice enough girl. I do have a crush on Betty myself. I even asked her if she would go to the Enchantment Under The Sea Dance with me, but she said that Todd Newman had already asked her out."
"I can't say I envy George too much right now," Marty Jr said, sighing. "I know that everything will turn out fine at the end - but, man, he doesn't even know what he is in for. I can hardly wait for a big moment, when he finally punches Biff out."
"Now you're actually calling him George?" Harmony asked, laughing. "Well, I guess that's what time travel can do to you. I still remember how nervous you quite were about referring to your parents as Marty and Jennifer, when we went to 1986."
"Well, when I refer to my dad as Marty," Marty Jr pointed out, "it feels a little like I'm talking to myself, since my name is also Marty. This sure is such an exciting day!"