August 23, 1986/2016
12:30 PM PDT

"What the hell has happened here?" asked Marty, just as he came to. He tried to look around - and everything was simply so dark, he was quite unable to see anything. He then realized that he was blindfolded. "Where am I?" mumbled Marty, as he really felt too afraid to remove the blindfold. "I... I remember seeing three other guys who..."

"Everything will simply be fine, Marty," replied a soft feminine voice. "While I still don't understand what all is going on... Well, apparently, this cabin that we discovered has turned into a... a time portal. As a result, we have some visitors... from the future."

"My cousin is quite right," added another girl. "The thing is, you and Calvin saw three boys who bore a... a strong resemblance to you two. After that, all five of you went into shock - and you passed out. You're really the last of the boys to be coming to."

"The boys are our future son and nephews," added the first girl, who Marty began to recognize as Jennifer. "Our son is Marty Jr, and the other boys are Mike and Alex. At least, that's how they really introduced themselves. When I remove the blindfold, try not to panic. Wow! You were out for nearly an hour. It's hard to believe that you..."

"Whoa, this sure is heavy!" breathed Marty, as he tried to take in what he heard. "So this is a..." Slowly, he began to take off his blindfold. As he opened his eyes, he quite realized that the girls weren't kidding. "I don't believe this. My son? My nephews?"

"Hi, uh, Marty," replied one of the brunette twins, nervously. "I'm Stephanie Stebbs - and here is my twin sister, Stacy. I'm dating your son, Marty Jr - while Stacy is dating with Alex. Mike isn't currently dating anyone. I'm not sure of what's going on, but..."

"Hi, Dad," greeted one of the other McFly boys, softly. "I'm your son, Marty Jr. It's so interesting... to be meeting you... at my age. Alex and Mike are really my cousins and best friends, but we simply do often get mistaken for triplets. At any rate, I've always wanted to visit the 1980s. In fact, I sometimes... Well, I quite envy your generation."

"Why is that?" asked Marty, as he could hardly believe what he heard. In fact, there was a part of him that rather wouldn't've minded living in the future - especially after discovering the hoverboard. "I've been to 2015 before, once. I thought it was cool."

"The hoverboard sure is awesome," replied Marty Jr, softly, "as well as the acid cap. I can't stand a lot of the new music, though. I especially despise that rap crap! Retards attempting poetry is what it is. The 1980s has plenty of great rock and roll, though."

"That's right," added another McFly boy. "Don't get me wrong. There are some things about our era that we like. However, it's just... In the '80s, that was when teens just liked to have fun - and they liked for their music to be loud. I quite love bands like Def Leppard, Van Halen, Motley Crue, Twisted Sister, and stuff like that. It's great stuff!"

"You can still listen to that music, though," pointed out Marty, confused. "In the same way as we can still listen to '50s music, today. If anything, you have more options. In fact, I'm sure that good music didn't end with this decade. Just think of how you..."

"Yeah, that's true," admitted the McFly boy, sighing. "I mean, it's just that... Well, the attitude that some members of your generation just have of us younger ones listening to 'your' music is... Well, they don't like the fact that we're listening to 'their' music."

"Really?" asked Marty, stunned. "Well, that quite doesn't sound like a good attitude to have. Music should really know no boundaries, after all. I rather hope to think that I'm not one of those people - or Calvin, Jennifer, or Sarah. I'd really hate to think that we grow to... to become those people. I think it's awesome that you enjoy 'our' music."

"No, don't worry," replied the McFly boy, softly. "I mean, you've all sure been nothing but supportive - and, for that, we're sure grateful. It certainly means no fighting over the car radio, and the living room stereo is always tuned to the classic rock station."

"I can't quite believe this," Lisa commented, sighing. Passing a bowl of M&Ms to Marty, she asked, "How about some candy?" Marty flashed his new friend a lopsided smile, as he grabbed a handful. "Since all of us are awake, what do you think we should do?"

"We should properly introduce ourselves," suggested the McFly boy. "My name is Mike McFly. This is my twin brother, Alex - and this is our cousin, Marty Jr. It does still quite seem uncanny, thinking of how we all... look alike. The Stebbs girls already introduced themselves, if I remember correctly. Well, I'm the only one here without a girlfriend."

"And I'm the only one here without a boyfriend," Lisa added, with a slight smile. "Even though the circumstances might be... more than a little unusual... Well, it's simply nice to meet all of you. Well, I am feeling a little hungry. How about having a little lunch?"

"That'd sure be awesome," Marty replied, smiling. "We have some Oreo cookies, some Fritos, and some cans of Diet Pepsi. We even brought along a twelve-pack, so there's enough for everyone to have two cans. Well, does that sound fine with all of you?"

"We brought along snacks, too," added Marty Jr, smiling. "We packed a bunch of BLT sandwiches. They do keep fresh in the thermo-boxes, and they also stay at the right temperature. We brought a twelve-case of Pepsi Perfect, as well. It quite tastes just like regular Pepsi, but there's the fact that it's fortified with vitamins and minerals."

"That simply sounds awesome," Marty replied, flashing a lopsided smile. "Y'know, I've met you lot before. Well, not the girls - but it... In January of 2006. That's ten and a half years ago, from your perspective. From ours, it was only... seven months ago."

"I was there, too," added Calvin, softly. "We actually made ourselves look old, so you wouldn't remember. Anyway, you children were so adorable - and I do remember how you all loved Led Zeppelin. Are you boys still fans of the band? They were awesome!"

"Yeah, we still like Led Zeppelin," Alex replied, smiling, "as do the girls. They were such innovative musicians, and... They're rock legends! Well, I can't quite believe this. I still can't get my head around the idea that... that time travel is very real. While you were still sleeping, Mom and Aunt Jennifer filled me in on the... It's just so hard to believe."

"Perhaps, we could all just go to a Led Zeppelin concert," Marty Jr suggested, smiling. "I mean, with time travel simply being possible and all. I heard that 1972 was the best year to catch them, as it was before Robert Plant's voice gave out. That'd be cool!"

"Well, I must admit, the idea does sound real tempting," Marty replied, smiling. "I have a good feeling, though, that Doc sure wouldn't... Well, he wouldn't exactly be so keen on the idea. I mean, time travel really isn't something you can just play around with."

"Yeah, Marty's right," agreed Calvin. "I mean, I also like your idea. However, we have to be quite careful - when we comes to time travel. Otherwise, we might create a time paradox. Which could cause a chain reaction that would unravel the very fabric of the space-time continuum, and destroy the entire universe. It wouldn't be... pleasant."

"Whoa, this is heavy!" gasped Marty Jr, as Mike and Alex nodded. Marty couldn't help but chuckle by how his future son quite took after him. It really was a far cry from the insecure wimp that he saw on his brief trip to 2015. "Well, in that case, I guess it's..."

"At any rate, I suppose we might as well simply get some fuel inside of us," suggested Alex, as he reached for some packages. "Come to think of it, if we're quite in the year 1986, then how do we... As much as I enjoy the idea, I'm a little worried that we..."

"Wait until sunset, perhaps?" Lisa suggested, softly. "I mean, last night, I quite ended up in the year 2016. I'm not sure of how, but... We could use my radio to gauge what year we're in. You know, I did enjoy some of the future music that I've heard. I simply enjoyed some of the songs from the '90s that I've heard. It's just a... It's awesome."

"Radio?" Marty asked, as he glanced at the portable radio against the wall. "This really is a very good station. They're playing Working for the Weekend by Loverboy. I enjoy the song very much. So, anyway, what's this deal about the radio? How could we..."

"Well, last night," Lisa explained, nervously, "it appeared as if my radio was picking up radio signals from the year 2016. The radio station I was listening to really announced itself as 'playing the greatest hits from the seventies, the eighties, and the nineties'."

"Great Scott!" gasped Marty, stunned. "I mean, this really is heavy. Well, for now, we might as well have lunch. After that, we could decide on what to do. It's quite possible that we... that we may have to contact Doc. I'm not quite sure of how, though - since we don't have any... Although, we might have no choice but to... This really is weird."

"Oh, yeah, you guys don't have cellphones," commented Stephanie. "That's one thing I really would miss about 2016, I'll admit. I mean, it's handy to have a mobile phone to keep on you. It actually makes keeping in touch with people a lot easier, and all that."

"It sure sound like a very neat thing to have," agreed Marty, nodding. Turning to Lisa, he added, "I'm sorry that you got dragged into all this. I do feel somewhat responsible for this, even though... Well, I suppose we might just as well start serving the food."

Marty sighed, as he and his future son stood up. This certainly was a very interesting phenomenon. It also simply felt nice to see that his son was more confident, and took better care of his appearances. He also felt tempted to ask them questions about the future, but knew how Doc felt about that. This sure would be one interesting week.