Marlene's POV
When George came running up to MJ and I at about 3 PM, we knew that we had to act natural.
"Hey, George, what's up?" I asked casually. "Why weren't you at school?"
"I overslept," George said. I quickly hid my bag of chloroform.
"Are you going to ask Lorraine out?" MJ asked,
"Yes, considering that Darth Vader from Vulcan came last night and told me he'd melt my head and destroy the planet with a Death Star if I didn't take Lorraine to the dance." George elaborated.
"Let's keep this head melt stuff to ourselves, okay?" I asked.
"Okay," said George. "Where is Lorraine?"
"Keep your pants on, she's in the cafe." I told George, referring to how I had taken MJ's pants off when he was hit by the car. After George left, MJ and I got into a big argument.
"We need to find Doc Sr!" Junior exclaimed.
"What's wrong with hanging out with locals and having fun?" I asked. Yes, I was being unreasonable and selfish, but I didn't realize that at the time.
"That could ruin history even more!" Junior exclaimed.
"Our new siblings are having trouble in there," I argued, forgetting I was from 2015.
"They are our grandparents!" MJ reminded me, running into the cafe. I followed after him.
"I knew it, Biff Tannen!" MJ said, noticing the bully picking on George. MJ knocked Biff out. "Come on, George!" MJ grabbed George, and they ran outside. After breaking apart the scooters of two boys, George and MJ skated on makeshift skateboards. Biff's gang woke Biff up, and piled into his convertible. An epic chase ensued, as the gang pursued the skateboarding boys avoided getting run over by doing all sorts of cool moves, when George didn't even know what a skateboard was, since they had not been invented yet by 1955.
"So dreamy..." Lorraine sighed,
"Who is?" I asked Lorraine.
"That depends," Lorraine admitted.
"George and I are never going to be a thing," said Marlene. "George is quite brave and strong. Why did you take a liking to CJ anyway?" I asked.
"I just felt sorry for him because Dad hit him with the car. CJ's cute and stuff, but he has not yet stood up for me." Lorraine confessed.
"So who are you going to the dance with?" I asked.
"George," said Lorraine.
"Great!" I cheered. "How about you go ask him out, and meet me back at home after that?"
"Sure!" said Lorraine, running off.
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Marty Junior's POV
I was really happy when Lorraine came and asked George out. I actually call my grandparents those names now, but they don't mind, as I am already an adult, in my opinion. Anyways, after Lorraine left, Marlene arrived.
"Junior, you must take me to the dance." Marlene begged me.
"Why?" I asked. This was a confusing turn of events.
"Because Dad is flickering in and out of existence, so we need to go to the dance to make sure our existence is secure." Marlene explained.
"Good point, Marlene. Let's prepare after I do something real quick." I replied, running out and slamming the door. Yes, that was a little rude, but I really needed to hide a letter I had made for Doc. It was a warning of his future arrest. As not a soul would ever set foot in the house I hid it in until 1985 when Doc's family moved in, and there was also a "Do not open until 2015" message, I assumed my letter was safe. Once I had taken care of that, I went to talk with George.
"Calvin, I'm going to study journalism in college. Lorraine approves of it," George proclaimed.
"Congratulations!" I cheered. "By the way, George, would you stand up for Lorraine in any instance?"
"Yes, yes I would. Thanks for all your wonderful advice, Calvin. I'll never forget it." George said.
"No problemo." I responded. "Also, I'm leaving after the dance. It's been educational. I have a feeling about you and Lorraine. And by the way, please go easy on your 8-year old if he sets your living room rug on fire." I was helping Dad have more happy memories in his childhood. It's always good to help others on long journeys.
"I'll tell Lorraine all of that tomorrow morning. Goodnight, Calvin." George then went to his room. I looked at the family photo, which surprised me. Whipping out my cell phone, I called Marlene.
"Everyone is back, Marlene! They're all back!"