11:15 PM PST
Marty was sitting in the kitchen, eating a bowl of ice cream, when the doorbell rang. Emmett went to answer it, and he saw a couple standing there with a baby carriage.
'Are you Emmett Brown?' asked the man, a bit nervously.
'Uh, yeah, I am,' stammered Emmett. 'Who are you? I mean, how may we help you?'
'I'm Arthur McFly,' replied the man. 'We were wondering if Michael Lewis was staying here. When he didn't return for supper, we were real worried about him. I'm worried he might have been hurt, or something.'
'Oh, yeah, he's in the kitchen,' replied Emmett. 'He was beaten up real badly by Howard Needles and his gang, so we took him to our place. He woke up just a little while ago.'
'Well, I hope he's okay,' Arthur said, shaking his head with concern. 'Do you know he got beat up by those thugs?'
'It was because he defended me,' Emmett said, blushing. 'When Howard was bullying me, Mike had decided to stand up for me.'
'He's certainly a lot like his brother,' Arthur said, smiling a little. 'I remember, back when I was in high school, when Huey was visiting in town, he once defended me against Jiff Tannen and his gang. He also got badly hurt, as a result.'
'Mike is certainly a very wonderful person,' Emmett said, smiling. 'I was initially suspicious of him, because not too many people really want to be my friend. I warmed up to him very quickly, though. I was so amazed he actually decided to stand up for me. Not too many would do that for me.'
'Wow, if I didn't know any better,' Arthur said, with amazement, 'I'd almost think that Huey and Mike are the same person. Their parents have certainly raised them up, right. I didn't have too many friends in high school, either.'
'Well, why don't you guys come in?' Emmett said, invitingly. 'We have plenty of chocolate ice cream, if you're hungry. Mike is in the kitchen, eating some.'
'Thank you,' replied Arthur, as he and his wife stepped in, with the baby carriage.
They then went into the kitchen. Arthur and his wife joined Marty at the table, while Emmett went to serve them up some ice cream.
'Arthur! Sylvia!' exclaimed Marty. 'I am so sorry. I meant to...'
'It's all right, Mike,' Sylvia said, soothingly. 'Emmett explained to me what happened.'
'So how long were you knocked out,' Arthur asked.
'Oh, about seven hours,' replied Marty. 'They knocked me out pretty badly. I guess the Needles can be just as ruthless as the Tannens.'
'Wow! That's almost as bad as it was with your brother,' Arthur replied. 'He was knocked out for about eight hours. Like Emmett, I wasn't used to people standing up for me. Usually, people just watch and do nothing. Even Mr. Strickland just let the bullies get away with pushing me around. He just thought of me as a slacker.'
'Yeah, that isn't right,' Marty replied, shuddering at how the previous Mr. Strickland was just as insufferable as the one in 1955 and 1985.
'Say, do you guys mind if Mike just spends the night with us?' Emmett asked, as he sat at the table, and handed Arthur and Sylvia some bowls of ice cream. 'We already dressed him in some pajamas, and I think he should just take it easy, for awhile. He got beaten up pretty badly.'
'Sure, I understand,' Sylvia said, nodding. 'Just make sure you call us tomorrow, and let us know how he's doing. Here, let me give you our phone number.'
Sylvia then reached into her purse for her tablet, she jotted down their phone number, ripped off the slip of paper, and handed it to Emmett.
'Sure, we can do that,' Emmett replied, smiling. 'I'll call you before I leave for school tomorrow.'
'That sounds fine with me,' replied Arthur. 'I leave for work at eight.'
'Oh, uh, Emmett,' Marty spoke up, as he remembered something, 'there's something I need to tell you.'
'Oh, what is it?' Emmett asked, a bit concerned.
'Yesterday, when I was having dinner with Arthur and Sylvia,' explained Marty, 'I overheard Howard and his gang talking about their plans to humiliate you at the Spring Picnic next week.'
'What?' Emmett asked, shocked. 'How? What were they saying?'
'They were planning on coating the seat of your chair with hair gel,' Marty explained. 'They planned to seat you across the table from Nancy. They wanted to make it look like you peed in your pants.'
'Gee, thanks for warning me, Mike,' Emmett said, stunned. 'Maybe I should just stay home that day, or something. The only problem is, Nancy really wants to go to that picnic. Maybe I'll just explain to her what you told me.'
'You shouldn't let Howard and his gang spoil your fun,' Sylvia said, gently. 'You could make discreetly mention to one of the chaperones what the bullies were planning on doing.'
'Sylvia is right, Emmett,' Marty said, smiling. He then had an idea of how Emmett could get revenge on Howard. 'You shouldn't let the bullies deter you from going.'
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After Arthur and Sylvia left, Emmett thought about Marty's plan, and he decided to call up Nancy. After about three rings, Nancy answered.
'Hello, Nancy,' Emmett said, quietly. 'Look, I'm sorry to be calling you so late, but Michael Lewis overheard what Howard and his gang was planning to do to me at the picnic next week.'
'Those bastards!' seethed Nancy. 'What were they planning on doing?'
'They were planning to coat the seat of my chair with hair gel,' explained Emmett. 'They want it to look like I, well, you know.'
'Well, we're not going to let then get away with this,' Nancy insisted. 'We'll think of something. I'm not going to let them humiliate you like that.'
'Actually, Mike came up with an idea,' Emmett said, quietly. 'He suggested that we could maybe switch my chair with Howard's.'
'Well, I'm not on the planning committee,' Nancy said, slowly, 'but a few of my friends are. I'll explain to them what you told me. By the way, you'll have to introduce me to Michael. He seems like such a nice person.'
'Oh, he certainly is,' Emmett gushed. 'It's too bad that Howard and his gang beat up Michael, when Michael tried to stand up for me.'
'Well, one of these days,' Nancy said, soothingly, 'Howard will get his comeuppance. I believe that what comes around goes around.'
'Thanks so much for standing by me,' Emmett said, quietly.
'That's what good friends are supposed to do,' Nancy replied. 'Well, I'm going to bed now. I guess I'll see you at school tomorrow.'
'Good night, Nancy,' Emmett said. 'I love you!'
'I love you, too, Emmett,' replied Nancy. 'Now you have a good rest.'
As Emmett got ready to go to bed, he was smiling widely. It felt so nice to have true friends who would stand by you through sick and thin.