August 10, 2017
6:25 PM PDT
Twins Universe
Harmony swallowed, as the station wagon crossed the space-time barrier. The whole thing was actually much worse than nightmare. A nightmare, at least, was something that you could quite wake up from. However, she couldn't exactly wake up from this. She couldn't remember ever feeling so scared. She had a great pit in her stomach.
Her head also felt very sore, as she remembered that Cliff hit her head with a wooden plank. She managed to come to, just a few minutes prior to meeting her rescuers. She had felt a glimmer of hope, until Cliff threatened to throw her into the ravine.
She felt so sick to her stomach, as she realized how her life had been endangered. It was a very scary experience, and it was a real miracle that she didn't succumb to the fate. Still, she began to realize just how dangerous her captors were. She hoped that she could be rescued, real soon.
As she quickly glanced between Marlene and young Jennifer, it was very obvious that her co-captives were every bit as terrified. She then thought of older Jennifer, as she wondered how her younger self's capture was affecting her. One thing was certain. It couldn't be very pleasant! If anything, older Jennifer must be feeling uncomfortable.
Harmony then glanced at Marlene, and realized that her friend might also be subject to the same fate. It simply was bad enough, being tied up - but, if poor Marlene was also subject to temporal pains... Harmony wished that she could give Marlene a little hug - but, alas, she was unable to move her arms.
"Where are we, pops?" asked Griff, as he looked around. "This place doesn't look any different. I don't think we even left 2015."
Harmony looked outside, as she noticed that the bully was right. She then tried to get a close look at the time circuits, but she was restrained too securely.
"Look over here, son," suggested Cliff. "I don't think we've travelled through time. It looks as if, instead, we've travelled into an alternate reality. This is wicked! I'm gonna go scope this place out - see if I can fetch us some more Marlenes and Harmonys."
Under ordinary circumstances, Harmony might find the idea of meeting other versions of herself to be exciting. However, this simply was no ordinary circumstance - and, at the moment, she felt like throwing up. She couldn't remember ever feeling so sick.
"You go, pops!" encouraged Griff, as he slapped Cliff's back. "I just must say, you and I sure do make a great team. I quite wonder what your older self is doing, right now. I wonder if he quite remembers what we're doing right now - and all the good times that we're about to have. Speaking of which, I wonder how our three broads are doing."
"You're not gonna get away with this, Griff Tannen!" shrieked Harmony, as she could no longer restrain herself. "One day, you guys are certainly gonna pay for all this!"
"Well! Well! Well!" smirked Cliff, as he turned around. "I can see that you one of you broads have quite a sharp tongue on you." Harmony desperately wanted to slap the horrible man. Unfortunately, she was all tied up. "Well, within you, you girls will learn to respect us. You'll come to appreciate us, in fact!"
"No, we won't, you bastards!" shouted Harmony, as she felt rage boiling inside of her. "You assholes are sick! Do you even realize that Jennifer and Marlene are mother and daughter? You're really planning to fuck two generations of closely related women!"
"What makes you think we care, blondie?" growled Griff, if he moved his face close to Harmony's. Griff's stagnant breath made her feel like vomiting. "Do you?"
"My name is not 'blondie', Griff!" snapped Harmony, as her right hand was itching to smack the bully in the jaw. "You bastards don't love us! If you did, you'd..."
"How dare you speak us this way?" growled Griff, as he slapped Harmony in the face. "Now, why don't you be a good little girl - and shut your trap? Marlene and Jennifer, at least, have the good sense to not talk back to us. Perhaps, your parents should've taught you to have better manners. Your parents spoiled you, did they... blondie?"
"Oh, you're really a good one to be talking about manners - aren't you, Griff Tannen?" retorted Harmony, in a deathly calm voice. "And about being spoiled. My parents sure have me to treat other people the same way that I'd like to be treated. I highly doubt that your parents taught you that!"
"Caring about other people is for pussies," scoffed Cliff. "I'm sure whoever came up with that bullshit was some undeserving loser who couldn't accept that he wasn't of high class. Of course, those type of folks would be believers in that cock and bull!"
"The person you're talking about would be Jesus Christ," pointed out Marlene, as she tried not to sound nervous. "You know, that actually is in the Bible. The book of Matthew. I learned back, back when I was a little girl - and went to Sunday school."
"Sure, fine, whatever," muttered Cliff, dismissively. "We really didn't pick you girls up, just so you could feed us some pansy-wansy sermon." Turning to Griff, he added, "If you stay here, and make sure the girls cannot leave - I'll go out, and see I could find some more pretty girls to make out with. The more the better, right - my future son?"
"You've really got it, Dad," smirked Griff, as he gave the young version of his father a high-five. "Under one condition, though - you let me have some with them, as well."
"I won't let you down, son," Cliff replied, as he stepped out of the car.
"Good!" growled Griff. Turning to the three girls, he added, "Oh, we are going to have so much fun - eh, girls? What are you girls so nervous about? You know you want it."
"Like hell we do!" snapped Harmony. "We're not property, y'know! We're people, too - and we don't appreciate your wiles. If you want to fuck a girl, then why don't you just go fuck Spike? After all, she's sure a part of your lovely little gang? What's wrong with Spike? Perhaps, she would be more than happy to... to... Well, you know!"
"What would be the fun in that?" smirked Griff. "She's my equal! I could never..."
"Ha! So you do admit that we're not your equals!" scoffed Jennifer.
"When did I ever claim that I did see you as my equals?" Griff demanded. "I think you must be a little mentally challenged, mama! No matter, though. It just makes you all the more attractive, in fact."
"You don't even have the decency to pretend that you respect us!" cried out Marlene, as she shot Griff an icy-cold glare. "At least you're honest, I guess!"
"Oh, sweetie, I'm not concerned with appeasing the three of you," sneered Griff, as he gave Marlene a sloppy kiss on the cheek. "Cliff and I are the ones that should be respected. In fact, that's actually part of the fun. Having you babes fear us!"
Tears began to roll down Harmony's face, as she simply felt hopeless. The chances of anyone finding her here was rather improbable, unless some of her friends and family from this reality found her.
"Don't you girls even think about screaming," threatened Griff, "or you're gonna get a knuckle sandwich. Don't you girls get any ideas."
Harmony was about to say something, but then decided against it. The last thing she wished to do was to make things worse for her, Marlene, and young Jennifer.
Harmony stifled a smile - as, suddenly, she realized something. Griff was in the exact same situation as Marlene was! If Cliff was just as unintelligent as his son, he wouldn't even think to consider that spending a considerable amount of time in the future could endanger his future son's exciting. Harmony wasn't about to point to that out, either. At least, that seemed to be one silver lining in the whole situation.
Her brief moment of excitement faded - as she realized that, if Griff disappeared from existence, then so would Marlene. She certainly didn't wish for Marlene to suffer. Come to think of it, just how would it feel to become erased from existence. According to Marty Sr, it was apparently a painful process. While she would like for nothing more than to see Griff meet such a fate, she didn't want for it to also happen to Marlene. This certainly was what one might call "a mixed bag".
Harmony sighed, as she tried her best to clear her mind - and not think of anything. It might be the best of handling such a traumatic situation.
oooooooooo
Cliff smirked, as he stepped into the Courthouse Square. Of course, he could head to the future McFly home - but that might really make things a little tougher. As much as he hated to admit, he wasn't certain if he could take on four McFly members - without his lackeys right beside him. The very last thing he wished to do, was to get arrested.
Granted, he didn't know where Marty lived. If Marty was to become such a hot-shot rock star, then his family was likely to own a mansion. It would be all too easy for him to get lost in such a place. Perhaps, the McFly family also had heavy security.
As it turned out, though, his task would be quite easy - as he caught sight of Marlene stepping out of Andy's Food Shop. She appeared to be carrying a gallon of milk. With a wicked cackle, Cliff decided that he would simply sneak up behind that sexy broad.
Trying to remain as quiet as possible, he strolled up behind Marlene Two. One Marlene already seemed like heaven, but having two Marlenes would be double the pleasure.
"Mike, is that you?" Marlene asked, as Griff placed his arms around her waist. As she turned around, her eyes went very wide. "Just let me go, Griff! I have to get home! My dad is expecting to to get home in about..."
"Well, it looks like your daddy will have to wait," smirked Cliff, as he began to wrap the rope around Marlene Two's forearms. He smiled, as he watched Marlene Two squirm. He rather enjoyed the look of terror on the broad's face. After Marlene Two was tied secure enough, he grabbed the gallon of milk from her hand - and just tossed it onto the ground. "We won't be needing this, missy," smirked Cliff, as he then grabbed the mobile device from Marlene Two's pocket - and threw it at the building. He felt rather satisfied, when he saw the device shatter into a million pieces. "Let's go, my love!"
"I won't ever be your love, Griff Tannen!" snapped Marlene. "I wouldn't be your love, even if... even if you have a trillion dollars! I pity lo-res scuzzballs like yourself."
"Oh, honey, I really don't need your pity," chuckled Cliff, as he began to drag Marlene behind him. He really was amused with how the broad kept mistaking him for his future son. Perhaps, his future son was correct about Marlene being mentally challenged. He didn't have any bionic implants, after all. Marlene Two should've noticed that. "I'm just fine, thank you very much. Oh, you will be providing me with so much enjoyment."
Cliff soaked a wash-cloth into some halothane, and then placed it in front of Marlene's face. As much as he just wanted to keep the brunette alert, he certainly didn't wish to have her alert the public with her screaming. Even with a gag, she'd still make muffling noises - which was fine, when Jennifer was inside the DeLorean. Still, in a public place, that was bound to attract attention.
He'd bring Marlene to the station wagon, first - and then see if he can find this world's version of Harmony. He still couldn't get over how Crackpot Brown could have a sexy daughter. It was likely, though, that Harmony got her genes from her mother's side of the family. Still, why would a beautiful blonde wish to marry someone like Jules Brown? That boy seemed to be about as crazy as his father. Verne, at least, seemed to be a little more normal - not to say that he wasn't still a butthead, of course.
Well, no matter, Cliff thought, as his lips curved into a smile. The important thing was, not only was Harmony a very sexy young broad - but she was dating the son of Marty McFly Jr. According to his future son, Marty Jr happened to bear a very strong resemblance to his father. Without a doubt, he was also just as much of a butthead.
Come to think of it, though - just how much was this world different? He was never so much for science fiction, as he just deemed it as something that only buttheads would be interested in. Buttheads like George McFly, the person that his father used to push around - but then, somehow, George managed to humiliate him. His father had always blamed it on some young punk, named Calvin Klein. For that reason, Cliff would never dream of wearing Calvin Klein underwear - in case the fashion designer happened to be the same young punk.
Then again, Calvin Klein might also be a time traveller. Perhaps, after he managed to collect a whole set of girls, he'd go back in time - and just find out the mystery behind Calvin Klein. Perhaps, he might also be able to simply find a way to stop George from punching his father out.
Suddenly, he wondered if "Calvin Klein" might be Marty McFly. That Marty punk quite seemed to use the same tactics as his father described of Calvin. Marty was so close to Crackpot Brown, along with the fact that he was George McFly's son.
When he was younger, he used to bully around the elder McFly son. In fact, he even remembered how Marty met Crackpot Brown. Marty was six-and-a-half - when Cliff and his friends decided to mess with the young boy. Unfortunately, Crackpot Brown had decided to ruin their fun - and, since then, Marty stayed being his friend.
Typical, Cliff thought, scornfully. Crackpot Brown will actually admit that he's a crackpot, only when it's convenient for him. I just can't believe that I was gullible enough to listen to him.
Cliff then smiled, as he was nearing Hill Valley Park. Perhaps, he might be lucky to find Harmony at Crackpot's Brown's home - just like in the other world. His home wasn't so far away from Hill Valley Park. This was going to be so much fun.
oooooooooo
Stephanie Stebbs smiled, as she and Marty Jr sat out in the warm fresh air. Her twin sister, Stacy, was quite sitting a few yards away - as she was with Marty's look-alike cousin, Alex. In fact, most of the time, Marty Jr and Alex were mistaken for identical twin brothers. Most of the time, the boys simply didn't even mind - and, in fact, they often relished that concept. Their fathers - Marty Sr and Calvin, respectively - really were identical twins. Even at the age of 49, they still appeared to be quite identical.
"Children!" called out Marty Sr, as he stepped outside. He had a rather frantic look on his his. "Have any of you seen Marlene? I'm starting to get quite worried about her."
"Why's that?" Marty Jr asked, nervously. "I know you sent her to pick up some milk."
"I was expecting her to be back, fifteen minutes ago," Marty Sr replied, as he blinked back tears. "After all, she has a cellphone. She's usually responsible enough to use it, if she actually decided to make any change of plans. Why don't you guys simply head over to the Courthouse Square? Jesus! I certainly do hope she's not injured or...."
"Stacy and I can go, Martin," suggested Stephanie, as she stood up. Even though she was closer to Marty Jr, she also considered Marlene to be a good friend. "I rather feel worried." Turning to her boyfriend, she added, "Why don't you and Alex stay here? It might be better if we go... alone." She turned to Stacy, as she winked at her twin.
"Are you sure about that?" Marty Jr asked, softly. "I mean, I'm also feeling concerned about my sister. I just hope that she..."
"Yeah, Marty, I'm sure about it," Stephanie replied, as she threw her arms around her boyfriend. Perhaps, after finding Marlene, she and her twin could really pick up a nice present for their respective boyfriends. "We should be gone, for too long."
"Okay, then," replied Marty Jr, flashing a lopsided smiler. "You girls be safe. Make real sure to give us a call, if you should happen to find Marlene."
"Call us in about half an hour, okay?" Alex asked, as the girls began to head towards the sidewalk. "If you don't find her, by then - then we'll start looking for her."
"Got it!" called back Stacy. Turning to her twin, she added, "Well, I just hope she's still downtown. I rather realize that, back when she went to school... Well, she and Marty both had a tendency to be late. That rather hasn't been a problem, though - in recent years. If we don't find her, I suppose we could... call the police."
"Or the hospital," suggested Stephanie, trying hard to stay calm. "I just hope that she isn't... In a sense, I'd sure prefer for it to be a case of her being irresponsible. While it might disappoint Martin and Jennifer, it'd be far better than her actually being...."
"I see what you mean, Steph," replied Stacy, quietly. "I myself an not too keen on the idea of her being..." Just then, her eyes grew wide - as she gasped, "Steph, look!"
"Good heavens!" gasped Stephanie, as she realized what her twin saw. She could see Griff carrying Marlene into Hill Valley Park. Tugging at Stacy, she insisted, "Oh, we just have to stop him. That Griff has reached a new low! I know that he's quite had a thing for Marly, but..."
"We have no time for that, now!" shouted Stacy, as the girls began to run after Griff. With a sudden gasp, she asked, "Say, is it just me - or does it actually look as if Griff is missing his..."
"No time for that, now!" insisted Stephanie, as the girls continued running. "We know that he can't be Bill, since Bill would never dream of doing..."
"Well! Well! Well!" smirked Griff, as he turned around. "What are you girls after?"
"I think you know damn well what we want, Griff Tannen!" snapped Stephanie. "We want you to let Marlene go! My boyfriend has been very worried, and we don't..."
"Boyfriend, eh?" smirked Griff. "Well, I guess that must mean you're really dating that butthead, Marty Jr."
"In fact, Marty Jr is my boyfriend!" shouted Stephanie, as she felt so enraged by how the Tannen bully had the nerve to feign ignorance. "You know that, Griff Tannen! If you will just let Marlene go..." Just then, Stephanie noticed Griff placing a wash cloth in front of Stacy - calling her to pass out. "What the hell did you just do to Stacy?"
"Why, missy, the same thing I'm about to do to you," smirked Griff, as he grabbed at Stephanie. Before she had a chance to react, Griff then placed something in front of her face - and, within moment, Stephanie was passed out.
oooooooooo
Marty Jr blinked hard, as to not cry. He just felt concerned for his sister, his girlfriend, and the younger version of his mother. In fact, he really wasn't even so much worried about his own existence being endangered - as he was concerned that the three most important women in his life might be harmed. That thought was what devastated him.
"Try not to fret, son," soothed Marty '17, as he drew Marty Jr close to him. "We're all concerned about this, honey. Still, I simply think it's best if we try to think positively."
"Yeah, my older self is right," agreed Marty '87, as he managed a small smile. "It really would be best to remember what Doc always says. If you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything. Take it from me, son! I've been through some real challenges."
"It's real amazing that he passed me over, at least," commented Melody, sighing. With a sudden blush, she mumbled. "I'm sorry. I guess now is sure not a good time for being so self-centred. Well, I don't want for you guys to all think that I don't care."
"Don't worry about it, Melody," Marty Jr replied, gently. "If you didn't care, then you sure wouldn't have offered to help us rescue the girls." Turning to Doc '87, he asked, "By the way, where I we?" Looking out, he added, "Jesus! It looks like it's still..."
"We're really in another dimension," explained Doc '87, grimly. "I mean, the year is still 2017. The day is still August 10. Still, we're in an alternate reality. We have to look for another station wagon... one of which looks like an older version of the one we're in. I can't help but feel very... I know what I've always said, Still, due to the 24-hour ripple effect, your life could conceivable become endangered - along with that of Marlene's. The older versions of your father, your mother, and myself are also at risk. It's so..."
"We're really supposed to be the ones in charge of the whole thing, uh, Emmett," Doc '17 reminded his younger self. "We also really need to figure out what to do with Griff and Cliff, as soon as we capture them. We can't let them retain their memories of this whole thing. Those Tannen can create a lot of damage to the space-time continuum."
"You don't have to remind me of that, Doc," Marty '86 replied, shuddering. "At any rate, where are we headed off to? Cliff and Griff could be anywhere, by now."
"Why don't we just stop by your house?" suggested Doc '17. "Of course, that's if your counterpart decided to live there. If there's nobody home, we could try my place. It's imperative that we stop the Tannens, as soon as we can."
"I see, Doc," replied Marty Jr, swallowing. He tried hard to not cry. "Well, I do wonder how this world is different. I just wonder if I have a counterpart, along with Marlene." With a sigh, he added, "If your counterpart married a different woman, though - then I guess Harmony..." His voice trailed, as he couldn't imagine being with another girl.
"There is a good possibility that Harmony might not exist," explained Doc '87, softly. "I mean, it was only nine months ago. They weren't quite married, yet. If Harmony was born in the year 1998... There's certainly no way that my counterpart could have a daughter by 1997. Unless, of course, my counterpart and Jessica opted to settle in a different era."
Marty Jr sighed, as he stared out the window. Of course, he felt very concerned for his girlfriend - as well as his sister and mother. Still, he couldn't help but feel troubled by the idea of ending up with a different girl, one that wasn't Harmony.
"Just try to relax, sweetheart," whispered Jennifer, as she place her arms on Marty Jr's shoulders. "I do hope we're not at this, all night - especially since the younger me is captured. Of course, I'm also feeling terribly worried for my daughter and potential daughter-in-law. Still, try not to fret. We're all in this together."
"You're right, Mom," whispered Marty Jr, as tears began to spill down his cheeks. He wanted to remain optimistic, but he couldn't help feeling somewhat helpless.
oooooooooo
Alex really felt impatient, as he waited for Stacy and Stephanie to return. Today was the four year anniversary of the day that they first met. He simply had a feeling that the girls quite wished to buy them a little present, which was why they were asked to stay behind. However, it simply seemed like a lot of time passed - since the girls left.
"I do hope the girls are okay," commented Marty Jr, in a near whisper. This made Alex feel even more worried - if his cousin, who was usually a little more patient, rather felt the same way. "Oh, Alex, I have a bad feeling about this. Which if the girls really..."
"You boys getting just a little anxious?" asked Marty Sr, as he handed the boys each a glass of lemonade. "Actually, I guess that's an understatement. Your mother sure isn't going to be back, until... Well, I suppose I should give Calvin a call. He might be..."
At the moment, Alex couldn't believe what he saw. A hover-bus just pulled up in front of the house. Doc Brown appeared to be the driver. He really wondered who all those passengers could be, though. It seemed to be so unlike the scientist.
"Boys," called out Doc, as he stepped up to the bus door. "Why don't you step on in? I have some very important news to tell you. I'm sure that you won't like what I..."
"What is it, Doc?" Alex asked, as he and Marty Jr stepped onto the bus. At about the same time, his father walked up - as he and Marty Sr were staring hard at the bus.
As Alex turned to the passengers, he could hardly believe what he saw. Mike Hartford and Bill Tannen were on the bus. He sure could understand Mike being on the bus, but he couldn't understand why Bill was on. Granted, Bill was actually a close friend to him and Marty Jr - but Bill barely ever spent any time with the scientist. Just how could Bill fit into the whole situation?
What shocked him even more, though, was seeing two young men who bore a strong resemblance to him and Marty Jr. Could they really be the younger versions of Calvin and Marty Sr? However, he noticed that there was an older man - who resembled the middle-aged Calvin and Marty Sr. Jennifer was also on the bus. She wasn't expected to be home, until two more days - as she decided to go on to a week-long retreat.
Someone who appeared to be a slightly younger version of Doc was also on the bus, as well as an unfamiliar blonde girl. He wondered how that girl fit into everything.
"Take a seat, you two!" instructed Doc. "Are you folks missing some, uh, girls?"
"In fact, we are," replied Alex, as he was on the verge of tears. "Uncle Marty actually sent Marlene to pick up a gallon of milk. When she didn't return, Stephanie and Stacy offered to look for Marlene. After that, they also just went missing. They never even called us."
"That's simply what I thought," Doc replied, quietly. "Well, there's a good explanation for why your girls are missing. You see..."
Suddenly, there was a knock on the bus door. Alex turned to see who it was, and saw that it was Mike. Without a doubt, he came to visit Marlene - and was very shocked to see Doc on the bus. If the man standing outside the Mike, though - then just who was his counterpart sitting in the bus? Was that actually a Mike from a recent future? Alex swallowed, as Doc opened the bus door.
"Doc, what are you doing here?" asked Mike. "I came to visit Marly, and I was..." With a sudden gasp, he asked, "Why is there another... me... on the bus? Just what's going on here? Did something happen to Marlene?"
"I'm missing my Marlene, too," added the other Mike. "I'm hoping that we can rescue her. Jesus, if anything was to happen to her, I..."
"What are you talking about?" asked the first Mike, frowning. "This time travel stuff is still confusing to me. How far from the future are you, and what exactly happened to Marly? I was hoping that we could, uh, catch a movie - or something."
"Actually, Mike, you might also want to sit down," suggested Doc, as he closed the bus door. "You see, I'm not the Doc that you know. In fact, we came from another dimension."
"What are you talking about?" Alex asked, confused. "What do you mean by 'another dimension'? You mean you aren't from the future?"
"I'm trying to think of how to explain this," commented the second Doc, as he stood up. "I'm Doc from the year 1987 - and, for the sake of convenience, you can refer to me as Doc One. I'm not from the 1987 of this world, though. Doc Two over here is from this year."
"That's right," agreed Doc Two, nodding. "In a nutshell, we came from a world where Marty Sr doesn't have a twin brother - and I'm married to Clara Clayton, who I met in 1885. If I understand correctly, the me of this world marries Jessica Hoffman."
"That's right," Alex replied, stunned. Feeling nauseated, he gasped, "You mean Dad doesn't exist in your world? I guess that means I also don't exist. How can that be, though?"
Before Doc Two could respond, there was another knock on the bus door. Alex looked out the window, and he saw another Doc. He figured that this must be the version of Doc that he knew for the past nineteen years of his life.
"You must be wondering who I am," commented Doc Two, as he opened up the bus door. "To make a long story short, we're from another dimension."
"Great Scott!" gasped Doc Three, as he glanced towards the back of the bus. "I had a special anniversary present for Junior, Alex, and the Stebbs girls - so I..."
"The Stebbs girls are missing!" blurted out Alex, as tears filled his eyes. "I'm worried that they might've been..."
"This is what we wanted to talk to you about," Marty Two commented, sighing. "As I was saying before, in the universe that I came from... Well, Calvin was never born - and, thus, Alex also doesn't exist."
Alex began to weep silently, as the knot in his stomach felt huge. He had been looking so forward to the evening - and, instead, this was turning out to be the worst day of his life.
"No Uncle Calvin?" gasped Marty Jr stunned. "And no Alex? I can't imagine not having Alex for a cousin. I mean, we've always been real close - and so many have mistaken us for twins."
"You're so lucky," replied one of the other two young men who resembled Marty Jr and Alex. Turning to Alex, he added, "It's nice to meet you, Alex. I understand how this must feel for you to hear this - but, in our world, you don't exist." With a sudden gasp, he asked, "If the Doc of this world marries a lady named Jessica, I guess that means Harmony..." Turning to Marty Jr, he asked, "So, uh, who is your girlfriend?"
"Stephanie Stebbs," Marty Jr replied, nervously. "Alex is dating her twin sister, Stacy. It's simply been about four years, now. In fact, today is our anniversary." He handed his look-alike cousin a tissue, as he whispered, "Try to hang in there, Alex. With all of us working together - we'll be able to rescue the girls, soon."
"I really hoped so," whispered Alex, as he blew his nose. He knew that he owed it to the girls to think positively. "Well, I guess it's like what Doc says. If you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything."
"Goodness!" gasped the other Marty Jr, stunned. "Harmony and I have only been dating for about two years! Although, we've been best friends our whole lives. I did meet a Stephanie Stebbs, though - last Christmas. She's great to have for a friend, but Harmony's the girl for me. I really don't know Stacy, all that well - as she lives in Elmdale."
"This is so... weird," breathed Alex, as he felt dazed. "So you guys are from another world, where my dad and I simply don't exist - and Marty is dating someone named Harmony." Turning to the fourth look-alike, he asked, "If you're not my counterpart - than who are you?"
"He's my younger self," explained Marty Sr. "He came from the year 1987, which is where Cliff also came from. He kidnapped the younger version of my wife, as well as Marlene and Harmony. Now, it looks like they also captured that Marly of this world - as well as the... the Stebbs girls." With a sudden sigh, he added, "Man, it's strange to think of my son dating someone other than Harmony."
"Now, I'm very curious to see what this Harmony looks like," Marty Jr replied, sighing. "Well, where do you suppose Cliff headed off to? We can't let him get away with this."
"Griff is with him, too," explained Jennifer, weakly. "They could be..." Turning to Doc Two, she asked, "Did Griff and Cliff leave this world, already?"
"I'm afraid so," Doc Two replied, as he looked at his destination display, "This thing says PF 50." With a look of confusion, he added, "Now, something about this code sounds familiar to me." Turning to his counterpart, he asked, "Do you remember being in that world?"
"I can't say that I do," the younger Doc replied, frowning. "It looks like we're about to discover some new territory. Without a doubt, Cliff and Griff will find some new girls from that world to kidnap."
"I can't say that I recognize that code, either," Doc Three, replied, sighing. "Well, if we want to rescue the girls - I suppose it's high time that we get going."
"Before we leave this world," explained Marty Sr, "we should figure of who is who. For now, I'm strictly Marty Sr - while the younger me is Teen Marty. The Doc of 1987 is... Well, let's just call him Doc '87, while his older self can be Doc One. I suppose that would make the Doc of this world Doc Two. The Marty Jr that came from our world can be Marty Jr One, while the one from this world is Marty Jr Two. This can apply to the Mikes, as well. How's that sound?"
"Let's see if I understand correctly," Alex replied, blinking. "The Marty Jr of your world is Marty Jr One, while my cousin is Marty Jr Two. The Mike from our world is also Mike Two. I think I got it. Oh, yeah, and the young Marty Sr is Teen Marty."
"This will be so confusing," groaned Marty Jr Two, "but I think I got it. Right now, we have four of us that look alike." Turning to Marty Sr, he added, "It's a good thing you didn't use rejuvenation surgery to make yourself look as young as us, too. Or else, it'd really be confusing."
"Well, I do have a feeling that our group will expand even more," replied Teen Marty, sighing. Turning to Doc One - who, up until a few minutes ago, was Doc Two - he asked, "Are we about ready to go, uh, Doc One?"
"Yeah, I think so," replied Doc One. "You guys should sit down first. It'll be about 8:00 PM, when we head into the next world."
"I hope this isn't going to take all night," grumbled Alex, as he and Marty Jr Two sat behind Teen Marty and Marty Jr One. "This was supposed to be our special night."
"Well, I'm very sorry about that," replied Doc One, sympathetically. "Well, everyone, brace yourselves for temporal displacement."
Alex swallowed, as Doc One began to accelerate the bus. He wondered what being in an alternate reality was like. Also, he hoped to be able to rescue the girls. Tears filled his eyes, as he couldn't help but think of poor Stacy... and all the other girls that were captured.
And then, the time bus hit eighty-eight - and vanished from the Twins Universe.