Author's note: Hey I really would like it the old fans of my other Back to the future story would read this and review! So I am sending a message to all those fans that have reviewed. I am going to continue writing this because I'm having fun. I want to dedicate this chapter to Morgan Sakana. Without her and God on my side I'm nothing. One review from her is better than one million reviews.
Disclaimer: I only own Abby. I have no rights what-so-ever to Back to the future.
"Oh, I shouldn't have said that!" Doc admitted.
"The newspaper didn't say that!" I protested.
"That's because no one knows yet accept people close to you" Doc explained.
"I followed you to the hairdresser and overheard you telling the robot that you are running out of original ways to tell him" Doc said.
"That sounds like Abby" Marty admitted.
"Okay, this a lot to take in! I'm a rich and famous actress! I'm married to by best friend! Have four children! I am rich right?" I asked.
"A billionaire" Doc announced realizing he shouldn't have said that.
"A billionaire" I breathed.
"I am rich too, right?" Marty asked interested.
"The richest couple in the world" Doc replied.
Doc went and got two bags out of the Delorain. "We have lost a lot of time! Now put these clothes on" Doc said handing us each a bag.
'Uh, Doc maybe its okay for Marty to dress in an alley. But in case you forgot ever since I have been born I have been a girl" I reminded Doc.
"That it exactly why I bought the dress in an alley 3,000!" Doc cried happily taking out a umbrella from his pocket.
"Doc how is an umbrella…" I started, but stopped as the umbrella opened into a shower curtain and rod. Doc spread out the rod so it attached quickly to the brick building.
"It has completely peeping Tom free guarantee" Doc said happily.
"Uh, thanks I guess" I said cautiously stepping behind the curtain. Soon I was done and stepped out of the curtain. I was wearing a tie-tied shirt that read "I'll never love anybody again!" Then a couple enters later it read "If you didn't love anybody, you wouldn't be here right now." I was also wearing some stretchy sky blue pants.
"Doc what does my shirt mean?" I asked.
"It's from your first movie Red Dawn. It's one of your famous lines" Doc explained.
"Oh, well what's it about?" I asked interested.
"It's about terrorists coming and taking over. They take over a school and a couple kids escape. Nothing you would interested in" Doc scoffed.
"Hey Doc this jacket doesn't fit right" Marty said gesturing towards his tie-tied jacket.
Doc pressed a button on the side. The jacket modifies so it fits Marty. "Size adjusting, fit" a computerized voice said.
"Pull out your pants pockets. All kids in the future wear their pants inside out" Doc advised us. I looked at Marty. He looked at me. We shrugged.
Doc went back into the car and pulled two caps out of the glove compartment. "Perfect" Doc said softly as we put on the caps.
"You're the spitting of image of your son and daughter" Doc cried happily.
"What?" Marty and I yelled in unison.
"Uh-huh. Precisely on schedule!" Doc cried as he disappeared for a couple minutes. He reappeared as quickly as he had left.
"So what's the deal Doc?" Marty asked.
"In exactly 2 minutes, you go round the corner into the Cafe 80's" Doc replied.
"Cafe 80's? What's that a cheesy place with way overpriced food" I laughed.
"Exactly" Doc explained.
"Go in and order a Pepsi" Doc directed handing Marty a hundred bucks.
"And why didn't you give me the hundred bucks?" I asked putting my hands on my hips.
"You would find the thickest book on you and Marty and buy it in a second" Doc explained.
"Yeah, probably" I admitted.
"When you get there sit down and wait for a guy named Griff" Doc directed.
"Griff's going to ask you about tonight. Are you in or out? Tell him you are out! Whatever he says, whatever happens, say no, you're not interested" Doc cried flaring his arms everywhere.
"OK" Marty and I agreed.
"Then leave, come back here and wait for me. Don't talk to anyone, don't touch anything, don't do anything, don't interact with anyone and try not to look at anything." Doc explained.
"So basically be blind and deaf for an hour or so" I added.
"Exactly" Doc said excitedly. Suddenly, Doc's watch beeped. "I'm late!" Doc cried running off.
"Wait a minute, where are you going now?" I asked confused.
"To intercept the real Marty Junior, you're taking his place. Round the corner at the Cafe 80's, guy named Griff, just say no!Doc reminded us.
"Hey have two minutes past yet?" Marty asked.
"Why do you ask me, I don't wear a watch" I shrugged.
"Well we might as well go now" Marty said as we set off.
We walked down the alleyway towards the Square. Talking posters on both sides of the street yelled "Re-elect Mayor Wilson Jr."
"Welcome to Texaco. You can trust your car to the system with the star. Checking oil, checking landing gear..." a computerized voice said sweetly.
The movie theater was now called Holomax. As Marty and I walked by a giant shark hologram jumped out at Marty. Marty fell back onto the ground by instinct. I laughed.
"And what is so funny?" Marty asked blushing.
"Oh, nothing" I laughed as we continued on.
I spotted an antique store. IT read it big glowing letters "Blast from the past." I pulled Marty over to the window. There in the store window was a huge book. It looked even bigger than the dictionary in 1985!
The front cover read in big letters "The life and times of Abigail and Marty Mcfly. The richest people of all time."
"Come on Marty we have to buy it!" I protested.
"And where would you get fifty dollars?" Marty reminded me.
"Well it's basically my fifty dollars anyway. You know I would much rather have that book than a coke! Please Marty! Doc doesn't have to know!" I begged.
"I'll let you read it too" I added knowing that then I would have Marty eating soup out of hands.
"Fine, but Doc can't know. We'll do it after we fix everything at the café' alright?" Marty gave in.
"You are the best friend a girl could have" I said hugging him hastily.
"Yeah, yeah I know" Marty shoved me off as we entered the café' 80's.
"Beat it! Beat it!" was blaring through the speakers as we walked to the counter. Behind the counter ere TV's playing clips from Cheers, The Smurfs, and my favorite Family Ties. Boy the actor that plays Alex is really cute. If only I married someone like him.
"Waiter?" I called as I had seen the other customers do. An automated Michael Jackson image appeared on the screen.
"Michael Jackson" Marty breathed.
"Why not try the Springsteen Strudel?" Michael Jackson asked.
Suddenly another video waiter, who looks like Ronald Reagan, of Ronald Reagan appeared.
"Welcome to the Cafe 80's, where it's always morning in America, even in the aftern..n..noon. Our special today is mesquite-grilled sushi..." Ronald Reagan stammered.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, guys, hey, hey!" Marty yelled. The video waiters shut up.
"All I want is a Pepsi" Marty said. A Pepsi in a futuristic bottle appeared out of the counter. Marty picked it up and looked at it. Suddenly the door opened hastily and a familiar voice said it's famous line.
"Hey Mcfly's" an older version of Biff yelled. Marty and me turned around.
"Yeah, I've seen you around. You're Marty Mcfly's kids, aren't you?" Biff said in his raspy voice.
"Biff? I said softly. The man had not aged well. Not that I cared. I mean it wasn't my face.
"You're Marty Jr and you're Abby aren't you" he continued raspily.
Biff got up and pointed his cane towards us. "Tough break Marty must be rough being named after a complete butthead" Biff said insulting Marty.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Marty asked defensively. "Look, I happen to know that George Mcfly is no longer a loser" Marty said forgetting who we were impersonating.
"No, I'm not talking about George Mcfly. I'm talking about Marty Mcfly your father. Messed up his whole life. But that Abigail, she's a sight to behold. It's a good thing she's marries Brandon. They were always meant to be. But your father had to screw it up the first time. Then when we thought your father was going to be married off to that Jennifer, she had to step in and say that she loved him. Now everything is going to work out. If only she hadn't had you children" Biff sighed.
The cafe doors open and younger version of Brandon Tannen entered.
"Hey Gramps, I told you 2 coats of wax on my car, not just 1!" he yelled sounding just like a younger Biff.
"Hey, hey, I just put the 2nd coat on last week" Biff explained scared.
"Yeah, with your eyes closed?" Griff yelled.
"Are you two related?" Marty asked confused.
"What'd you think; Griff just calls me grandpa for his health?" Biff asked sarcastically.
"He's Griff?" Marty asked realizing that this was the guy that ruined our future.
"Gramps, what the hell am I paying you for?" Griff yelled ignoring us.
"Hey kid, say hello to your grandma for me" Biff said as Griff pulled him out of the restaurant.
"Get out of there Gramps!" Griff yelled throwing Biff into the street.
"And Brandon never mentioned his huge and scary older brother?" Marty asked meaningfully. I shook my head no.
"Hey Mcfly's, don't go anywhere, you're next!" Griff yelled coming into the restaurant again only to go back out to scare off his grandfather.
"Hey, it's Wild Gunman!" I cried happily walking over to where two brothers were trying to figure out how to play. After all it was like forty five years later!
"This is a video game! I got it working!" the older one cried happily.
"My dad taught me about these" the other one said.
"How do you play this thing?" One of them asked.
"I'll show you kids" Marty said following me over.
Marty takes his hat off and throws it on top of the game.
"I'm a crack shot at this" Marty said firing the play gun.
"Yeah, a real crack shot" I said sarcastically as the words Good Shot flashed across the screen.
"Now boys here is the crack shot" I said taking the play gun from Marty. I hit every target that popped up and Crack shot flashed across the screen. I blew down the gun barrel and swung it on my finger.
"You mean you have to use your hands?" the boy asked surprised.
"That's like a baby's toy!" the other one agreed as they walked out of the café'.
"Baby's toy?" Marty asked.
"What can we say? Things are different" I admitted.
"Pepsi perfect" Marty's voice came from behind me. I looked behind me confused. There was our son…