Marlene's POV

While we were all back in existence, I knew why Junior thought it was a necessity to go to this dance. It was the kiss Grandpa George and Grandma Lorraine had at the Enchantment Under The Sea Dance that proved they loved each other and sealed their destiny. Speaking of our grandparents, there they were now, in a black sedan.

"Hey, Calvin, Callie!" Lorraine called to us. "Good to see you before you leave!" Suddenly, Lorraine took out a bottle of beer.

"Lorraine, you shouldn't drink!" Junior reminded her.

"Don't be a square, Calvin!" George commanded, taking out a cigarette.

"Jesus, you smoke?" I gasped.

"What is wrong with smoking and drinking?" asked Lorraine.

"You may regret it later in life!" I explained.

"You guys sound just like our parents!" George groaned.

"Oh, that makes perfect sense." Junior commented.

"When I have kids, I'm going to let them do whatever they want." Lorraine decided.

"I'd like to have that in writing," I laughed, looking out the window. I immediately wished I hadn't. Because, running full speed towards our blue pick up and black sedan were the four people I most hated to see in 1955: Biff and his cronies, Max, Joey, and Daniel, better known as Match, Skinhead, and 3D. Biff was the one who opened the door of Lorraine's blue truck. He grabbed Junior.

"You cost 300 bucks worth of damage to my car you little son of a butthead, and I'm taking it out of your hide!" Biff growled. Skinhead grabbed Junior.

"I'm going to put Klein in the trunk of that car!" Skinhead laughed, shoving him into it.

"No, bring him back!" I protested.

"Well, lookee what we have here!" Biff exclaimed. He jumped into the car and grabbed me. As I was trembling with fear, Lorraine swung the door open.

"Get your meathooks off her!" Lorraine yelled. She jumped onto the seat and freed me from Biff's grasp. I landed on the ground, traumatized. With horror, I watched as my grandmother started failing at her fight with Biff. Finally, my grandpa got out of his sedan. He walked over to the door, and opened it.

"Wrong car, McFly!" Biff smirked.

"George, help me!" Grandma Lorraine wailed, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Now, Biff, you leave her alone!" George growled, with an aura of confidence.

"Make me!" Biff laughed, choking him. In response, Grandpa George punched Biff right in the jaw.

"Yes!" I cheered. Grandpa George helped Grandma Lorraine up.

"Are you okay?" Grandpa George asked her. Lorraine just smiled as they walked into the dance. I then noticed a commotion over by a car, and went to investigate.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Marvin broke his hand getting this guy out of the trunk. Now, the dance is over, unless you know somebody else who can play the guitar." The saxophonist explained.

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I'm sure glad I can play the guitar! There I was, standing on stage, playing a tune on the guitar, Marty Jr beaming from the sidelines. The tune was so romantic.

"Wait, where did my hand go?" I asked. I began massively struggling, became unable to play guitar. My memories began evaporating. Who was I? Where was I? I remembered a couple names. I was forgetting how to talk, how to do anything. In my weak voice, I said "George, get Lorraine back!" But I had no idea what that meant, until a scrawny guy pushed away a redhead bully, danced with a pretty girl, and kissed her passionately. All my memories came flooding back. I was Marlene McFly, born June 12th, 1998, and I then played the guitar like I had never played before. Once that song was over, I announced I really needed to go. However, the crowd really wanted me to play another song. I chose the Beatles song "When I'm 64". The school band, I noticed, was called "Marvin McCartney and the Starlighters." When my song ended, everyone seemed to be mad, likely due to Rock not being invented until 1958.

"Guess you guys aren't ready for that yet!" I figured. " But your grandkids are gonna love it!" I then said goodbyes, especially to George and Lorraine, then headed out the door to find MJ.

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Marty Jr's POV

After being restored to existence by Marlene, I decided to go back and find the Jaguar. When I finally had, I realized lightning was about to hit the clock tower. Flying back fast, I managed to catch the lightning in the Mr. Fusion, accelerate to 88 miles per hour, and break the time barrier. 2015 looked the same, but I realized I had accidentally left Marlene behind. I'd go get her after breaking Doc out of jail. I snuck a round to the dumpster behind the Cafe 80's, and fashioned together a rocket-powered bike. I rode the bike to the prison. "Doc!" I exclaimed.

'Marty Junior, what is this?" Doc asked, coming to the window.

"I'm breaking you out of prison, and bringing you home." I said.

"Thanks, Marty Junior! But please, act fast, before they find me!" Doc told me. I quickly got the rockets up to full speed, so they finally burst open the brick wall. Doc jumped onto my bike.

"Where too, Doc?" I asked.

"The Jaguar," said Doc. "I'm going to the future-where's Marlene?"

"Lost," I said.

"Great Scott!" said Doc. "I'll look you up when I get there."

"Thanks, Doc!" I said, as we arrived back at the cafe.

"Oh, and Marty Jr?" Doc asked, as he got in the Jaguar.

"Yes?" I asked.

"You'll find Marlene, don't worry." Doc said. "Bye!"

"Good," I said. "Bye, Doc!" Doc then took off. I walked into the cafe, and sat down to make an order.

"Pepsi Perfect, please." I said, putting When it was ready, Griff walked in. I took a sip of my Pepsi.

"McFly, I thought I told you to stay in here!" Griff yelled.

"Sorry, Griff, but you must have me confused with someone else! I can come and go as I please." That wasn't how I would have reacted, but now that I had been to 1955, I had changed.

"McFly, have you made a decision about tonight's little opportunity?" asked Griff.

"The answer's no, Griff!" I exclaimed.

"No?" Griff gasped.

"Yeah, what are you, deaf and stupid, I said no!" I growled, kneeing Griff in the groin.

"Since when did you become the physical type?" Griff asked rudely. I didn't answer, but instead got my hover-board out, and propelled myself across the water. Griff and his cronies chased me on their Megaboards, but I did some crazy moves and caused them to crash into the courthouse. After Griff was arrested, I arrived home, and saw Grandpa George and Grandma Lorraine.

"Hello, sweetheart!" said Grandma Lorraine in that grandmotherly way I missed.

"Hi, Lorraine." I replied. "What happened to George?" Grandpa George was hanging upside down in a back brace.

"He threw his back out again," said Grandma Lorraine. "Why are you calling us that?"

"Where's Marlene?" Grandpa George asked.

"At Theatre Camp," I lied. "How did you throw out your back? Also, I'm an adult now, so yeah."

"On the golf course," said Grandpa George. "We'll accept that answer."

"Are your folks home yet?" asked Grandma Lorraine. "I brought pizza for everyone." She held a very tiny, round pizza.

"Oh, who's going to eat all that?" I joked.

"Oh, I will!" Grandpa George joined in.

"How is your scenery channel?" asked Grandma Lorraine.

"Er, I need to go to bed," I lied. Things just felt wrong.

"Oh, are you sick?" Grandma Lorraine asked with concern.

"No, er.." I muttered, running off.

"Why is Marty Jr acting so strangely?" I heard Grandpa George.

"I don't know," Grandma Lorraine laughed. "But I'm gonna find out."