10:03 PM PST
As Doc '55 was pulling this cable, it unconnected from that cable attached to the lamppost. Doc '55 looked up to see the car's headlights gradually appearing. He attached the rope to the clockface, taking care not to disturb the hands. Doc '55 finally finished connecting everything, before he slid down the rope.
"Argh!" Doc '55 exclaimed. As the car finally hit 88 miles per hour and lets off blue flashes, Doc '55 figured that the car was about ready to travel through time.
Doc finally got the cable out of the branch. Doc '55 saw that clock turn to 10:04 PM, lightning struck it. This lightning caused electricity to go down the cables, which Doc reconnected just in time, getting himself a slight electric shock as he did so.
"Ahh!" Doc '55 called out, as he saw the lightning enter the hook. Marty One was sent back to 1985. Doc '55 danced with delight because the experiment was successful.
"Yoo!" Doc '55 called out, as he began to dance with delight. He was so ecstatic that his first time travel experiment actually worked. "Yoo! It works! Ha! Ha! Ha!"
Doc '55 turned to the Courthouse. After looking at it, he then turned to his car. He started to feel a big pang of sadness, as he realized that his young friend wouldn't even be around until around 1968. He really had no idea how they would meet.
oooooooooo
"It's almost that time, Harmony!" Marty Jr said, awed. "I see that the other version of my dad is standing over there, waiting for the lightning to strike!"
"He'll be able to watch his younger self go home," Harmony replied. "Grandpa is really struggling with this, isn't he? I would really hate to be in his position."
"Yeah, your grandpa is a very brave man," Marty Jr replied. Then he added, "Quick, Harmony! It's almost four after ten now, and the lightning will strike very soon."
Marty Jr and Harmony watched, as a bolt of lightning finally hit the clock tower. He watched the electricity flow down the cables. Marty Jr really took in a deep breath, while he watch Doc '55 reconnect the cable. Doc probably never did anything very dangerous before. He then ran up and down the street, with excitement.
"He could have been electrocted," Harmony said, as she took in a breath. "Well, that was the big moment we've been waiting for. Where do you suppose we should go?"
"Let's check up on my grandparents," Marty Jr suggested. "I wonder how Lorraine is doing right now. I do remember that George was planning on taking her home."
oooooooooo
Marty Two was very mesmorized, as he watched the lightning hit the clock tower, and run into the flux capacitor in the DeLorean, which really sent his younger self back home. After all that had happened, Marty Two ran around the block. He was rather nervous, as he ducked behind a car. After Doc '55 finally calmed down, he finally ran up towards the younger version of his older friend.
"Doc! Doc! Doc!" Marty Two called out, frantically.
"What?" Doc '55 asked, stunned. It was as if he couldn't believe what he heard.
"Doc!" Marty Two repeated. This was the only man who could help him return home!
Doc '55 turned around, saw Marty Two, and shouted, "Argh! A ghost!"
"Okay, relax, Doc," Marty Two insisted, as he hoped to calm his friend down. "It's me!t's me! It's Marty!"
"No, it can't be you..." protested Doc '55. "I just sent you back to the future!"
"I know," Marty Two shouted, in desperation, "you did send me back to the future, but I'm back! I'm back from the future!"
"Great Scott!" Doc '55 exclaimed, as he fainted. Marty Two then bent down to tend to him. He had a feeling he was going to spend a few more days in 1955.
"Doc," Marty Two called out, as he tried to revive his friend. "C'mon Doc, wake up!"
oooooooooo
"It's a shame that Mom won't let you sleep in my room," Lorraine said, in a dreamy voice. "I don't see what the very big deal is. It's not like we were planning on doing the deed on our very first date. I may be a little wild, but I'm not quite that wild."
George's heart swelled up with love, as he began to kiss his lovely girlfriend. He felt like he was a brand new person that night. He was also pretty shocked with the new amount of popularity that he achieved. He just didn't plan on abandoning Lester and Billy, though. After all, they have been his been his best friends for a long time.
"I think you're a very wonderful girl," George replied, smiling. "It's a real shame how your relationship with Marty didn't work out - but, if we ever end up having two boys, we can name our second son Martin Seamus McFly. I can hardly wait, you know."
"Well, we just can't rush things too much," Lorraine commented. "Still, with all things considered, I really do wish that Mom would let you sleep in my room."
"She's just trying to keep you respectable, Lorraine," George replied, softly.
"Well, she's not doing a very good job," Lorraine replied, very seductively.
"Terrible," George said, as he leaned over to tickle his girlfriend a little.
"Oh, please stop, George," Lorraine pleaded. "I'm very ticklish, you know!"
"All right, Lorraine," George replied, as he did the gentlemanly thing and stopped. "I wonder what we should go, after we get up tomorrow. Do you have any ideas?"
"Maybe we could go out for a movie," Lorraine suggested. "We could watch The Cattle Queen of Montana. It stars Ronald Reagan and Barbara Stanwick."
George smiled, as he liked the idea. He was amazed how how flawlessly his date with Lorraine went, once he punch out Mark Dixon. Lorraine was a very nice girl.
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"That is so sweet!" gushed Harmony. "I almost think the two of them were destined to be soulmates. It's rather a shame that, according to your father, the relationship between them was pretty strained in the original timeline. Now that isn't good."
"Let's see if you are quite ticklish, George," Lorraine suggested, as she reached out to tickle her boyfriend. He immediately collapsed into helpless laughter, and he had began taken aback with surprise. He was trying to squrm away from Lorraine.
"Well, it's really a good thing that it's been corrected," Marty Jr replied. "I am rather sure that our future will turn out to be happy. By the way, how would you feel about naming our future son Marty Jr? We'll sure be following in the steps of Goldie Wilson and Lou Carruthers. It looks like there's not going to be a Lou Carruthers IV."
Marty Jr's eyes widenly, as he saw that George and Lorraine were having a tickle fight with each other. He then wondered if either would get tickled on the soles of their feet. Marty Jr then grimaced a little, as he thought of how pretty unbearable being tickled on the soles of his feet felt. He wondered who would win that fight.
"I would love to name our son Marty III," Harmony replied, smiling, "Well, let's go check up on your father. I'm rather shocked how Grandpa was real inexperienced about time travel at this point. It shouldn't be hard to figure out how he returned."
"In all fairness, Harmony," Marty Jr replied, "I guess he wasn't expecting my father to be back soon. Well, why don't we leave now - and check up on him. He might be feeling very exhausted, now. I'm sure this was a very exhausing experience."
"But I'm sure enjoying this tickle fight," Harmony protested, as George managed to pin Lorraine underneath him. "I guess you're right, though. It's a good thing we are not corporeal right now - or else, we would get wet from all that rain. Let's go!"
oooooooooo
As soon as Marty Two pulled up in front of the mansion, he made a move to lift his older friend out of the door and carry him into the house. He wasn't sure if he'd be strong enough to carry his friend, though. Doc really was much taller than Marty.
When Marty Two picked up Doc '55, he felt as if he was carring a bucket of bricks to the house. It wouldn't be quite fair to leave his older friend in the car, though. As he dropped Doc '55 on the couch, he breathed quite a sigh of relief. He slowly began to remove the shoes and socks from Doc '55, and propped his feet onto a pillow.
He then removed the shoes and socks from his feet, and he placed them all by the fireplace, so that they could dry off. He just placed the three sheets from the letter there, as well. As curious as he was to finish the letter, they were just too soggy.
He turned on the television set, hoping to be able to calm his mind a little. He moved the table that was between the chair and the couch over to the side. He had grabbed for his hoverboard - and, as he flopped down into the chair, he really decided to rest his feet on the hoverboard. It felt nice to use his hoverboard for a foot rest.
He would first have to go back to 1885 to rescue Doc, and then return to the year 1985. He wasn't too crazy about spending time in the Old West, but he would only have there long enough to grab Doc. Then they could head straight back to 1985.