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9: Chapter Nine

Thursday, March 1st, 1990

Hill Valley, California

7:52 A. M.

"Another boy!"

Dr. Emmett Brown's voice was filled with joy as he burst into the room, holding his son proudly, and looking at his dog, Einstein. "Look, Einstein!" he called out. "This is my new son! Verne Newton Brown." He put him down lower so his dog could see, and Einstein barked. Verne squeaked happily.

"Verne?" eighteen-month-old Jules Brown asked, from out of his box. "Verne?" Doc nodded. "Verne indeed!" He smiled, happily. "Good for you, Jules." He grinned. "Susan, Jules was able to say Verne's name!"

"Good for him" Susan weakly replied from out of the bedroom. Her stomach still hurt.

"See, that's what I thought, too" Doc nodded. "Another son. You know, I'm starting to want a girl now."

Susan chuckled. "I thought you were glad that you even got a kid, let alone two… and now you're starting to complain about the kid being a boy instead of a girl! Emmett, you are beginning to be spoiled!"

"I'm not!" Doc protested, laughing.

"Oh, you are" Susan smiled. "You know, I feel kind of bad for letting that birthday party of mine break up all of a sudden yesterday. I was turning thirty, so I should've had a big party (or at least according to you), which I would've had, but the fact that at 8:30, right when I was enjoying myself, Verne started to announce himself!" She laughed. "You know, I'm surprised it took those eleven hours to get him out. I was almost getting sick of him."

"Same with me and Jules" Doc admitted. "I was up all night panicking, and Jules kept being confused about all what was going on…"

"Well, he'll be fine" Susan said, smiling. "At least Verne is born now. He can start enjoying life… and I can hope his cries will ever shut up and the world will ever return to normal."

"It did last time" Doc pointed out, laughing.

Susan smirked. "You're right. Things will be fine with the kids." She smiled, as she placed her head on the pillow and went to rest some more.

Monday, July 2nd, 1990

Lone Pine Mall

11: 59 P. M.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Goldie Wilson cheerfully called out. "As mayor of Hill Valley, for the fourth and last time in a row to be exact, I dedicate this mall to be officially part of Marty McFly Enterprises! Tell me when, people!"

"Ten!" the crowd shouted. "Nine! Eight! Seven! Six! Five! Four! Three! Two! One! Zero!"

As the clock turned to midnight, Doc saw a huge blanket-like thing be taken off the mall, and he saw a face smiling on top of it – Marty's. It was the MMFE logo, Doc knew, having had to draw it on something thousands of times in the past five months. He managed a faint smile, as he looked at Marty McFly, who was holding the mike now.

"I," Marty started, "or rather, we, the entire Enterprises, are planning to remodel the mall. While half of the mall will remain open, the other half will be expanded – and the roles will be turned around on the end. We are hoping to be all finished by November. By then, Hill Valley's mall will be a bigger one. Something that will make all of California come here! It'll have three floors! A hundred stores! The biggest, advanced things of all town!" He pointed towards the direction of the Square. "We're not going to let those stupid workers at the new Courthouse Mall throw Lone Pine Mall out of business!"

The crowd cheered, and Marty stepped forward, getting more excited with the moment. "We are the future! Lone Pine Mall is the future! Hill Valley will survive the times, and won't die out like other smaller towns! We'll be active, we'll expand, we will survive!"

As the crowd continued to cheer excitedly, Doc started to wonder what all of this would mean to Hill Valley's future. In 2015, he'd learnt that Lone Pine Mall had finally gone out of business in 1997, and it's place was entirely taken by Courthouse Mall. Now, that possibility could be turned upside-down. The inventor started to wonder how all of this could've happened. Marty was changing history all right… in a drastic way.

Tuesday, January 1st, 1991

3: 33 A. M.

"Emmett?"

Susan Clayton stuck her head into her husband's study room. "I know you like working on your projects, but this is getting ridiculous. Come to bed, Emmett. We got a long day in front of us. Visiting Marty's parents to tell them happy new year… and hadn't you promised Marty that you would check out his newly bought territory today, tomorrow and the day afterwards?"

"I know" Doc said. "And that's exactly what I'm studying."

"Marty's territory?" Susan asked, confused. "You're studying that at home?"

"No – the reason why he managed to get that territory" Doc explained. "In the 2015 that I visited, which still is almost twenty-five years away, Marty McFly was an unsuccessful loser because of that Rolls Royce accident five years ago. It happened in this reality, but did it make Marty unsuccessful? No. It did break up our friendship, something that didn't happen in our timeline, and it did make Marty a mega-rich multi-millionaire, who, if things continue to keep progressing like this, will be a billionaire before the year is out!"

"Easy to say, seeing as the year has just began" Susan quipped.

Doc shot her a look. "Honey, I'm serious" he said. "I want to find out what happened. I've been studying this for months, yet, no result!" He started to get frustrated, and Susan backed off a bit. "I can't find it, I keep looking but I can't find it, and you know, I can't find it at all if I get distracted!" He grabbed his magnifying glass and slammed it onto the table, a newspaper stopping it from getting smashed. The inventor shot a look at the paper and then turned to Susan again. "So thank you very much for your attention, but I want to be alone, so you better-"

The scientist froze in mid-sentence, as he realized what he just saw. "Great Scott" he whispered, his face pale. In an amazingly fast move, he turned back to the table, and gasped down at the newspaper. After a few seconds, he pulled it up. "Susan" he said. "Look at this."

Susan looked down and gasped as well. In the newspaper was a picture with Marty in it, carrying a bag. In that bag, Susan could just see the upper right of a book, and read the words:

RTS ALMANAC

2000

"This is heavy golly" she muttered. "2000? That's nine years from now! Do you think Marty really got a book from that year? A sports book, maybe? Where would he have gotten it?"

"Who knows" Doc said. "It might be a fake trail, though, but I want to be careful. From now on, I'm going to be trying to find out where he's hiding this, and if it's real. And if it is – well, then I'll know what I'll have to look for when I go back to 1985, once the machine is finished." He looked at his unfinished time machine out of a DeLorean. "But for now, it's better to catch some sleep." He smiled. "Sorry for shouting at you."

"It's okay" Susan said, as they left the room. "It's okay." She then kissed him.

Friday, April 12th, 1991

4: 25 P. M.

"All right, all right, hundred and seventy thousand it is!"

Mayor Wilson smiled at his growling customer, who just had that outburst. "Thanks, Mr. McFly. I told you, we're not that cheap. Especially not with selling one of our most important landmarks."

"I remember from my youth that you actually were dead against this being an important memorial" the twenty-two-year-old said, smugly. "Especially against keeping the clock at this state."

"Yeah" the mayor said, blushing. "Well, anyway, why do you care? You got yourself one of the finest buildings in Hill Valley, Mr. McFly – and for a cheap price. If you hadn't managed to make the Mall come close to bankruptcy with that Lone Pine Mall stunt of yours last year, it would've cost a hundred thousand more."

"That's true" Marty admitted, smiling a little. "What are you going to do with the money?"

"Buy a new building" Mayor Wilson said. "We got an idea for a new Courthouse, somewhere out of town. It'll be only eighty thousand, so we won't have financial problems again for a long time." He smiled. "What are you going to do with the Courthouse?"

"Build an hotel" Marty said, sharp and short. "It looks like an excellent location for it. I'm going to leave the lower part of the building intact, though. The hotel will come on top of it. The ground floor will be transformed into another function. Maybe it'll even be my second home."

"An hotel, huh?" the mayor smirked. "As in Marty McFly's Guitar Paradise?" Marty knew he made a reference to the popular movie, Teens In Time II, in which main character Todd McKay had fantasized about 'Todd McKay's Piano Paradise'.

"No, thank you" Marty said, shivering, remembering his inter dimensional counterpart telling him about this horrific world which Biff ruled out of a hotel on top of the Courthouse called 'Biff Tannen's Pleasure Paradise'. "Not quite like that."

"Well, I don't care" the mayor said. "It's your building, now." He handed the keys, as Marty signed a cheque. "Pleasure to have done business with you, Mr. McFly."

"Likewise" Marty said, as he stepped out of the building, then got into his limo and drove away from the Courthouse.

And yet another famous building in Hill Valley was in private possession of one Marty McFly.