August 10, 2017
1:00 PM PDT
Twin Pines Universe

"Oh, where am I?" mumbled Stephanie Stebbs, as she opened her eyes. Upon looking around, she saw that she was restrained - along with a number of other girls.

"You're inside of Doc's time train," explained a girl who looked a lot like Elisabeth Shue.

"Time train?" Stephanie asked, confused - as she sure was not aware of Doc inventing a time machine out of a train.

"I so can't believe this, Stephanie," muttered Stacy. "It looks like there are four other girls who look just like us. How can that be, though?"

"Holy shit!" gasped Stephanie, as she took a closer look at her fellow captives. She saw that her twin was correct. "They really can't be future versions of us, can be? Especially since there are four of them. Well, besides us."

"You're from world number nine," explained one of the alternate Stebbs girls. "I guess I'm Stephanie Two, since I really was captured from the second world. Stacy Two was captured with me."

"And I'm Stephanie Six," explained another alternate Stebbs girl, "and Stacy Six was captured with me. Cliff Tannen - Griff's father from the year 1987 - has actually been capturing girls from various different worlds."

"Whoa, this is heavy!" gasped Stephanie Nine, as she could hardly believe what she heard. "So, let me get this straight. You girls are from different worlds? I mean, I was aware of the concept of time travel - but..."

"That's correct," replied Stephanie Six, sighing. "So, if I was to hazard a guess, you're dating a Marty McFly Jr - while your twin is dating an Alex McFly?"

"Close," replied Stacy Nine, as her twin began to feel very confused. "The names are Marty Klein Jr and Alex Klein, though."

"Klein?" asked an unfamiliar girl with dark blond hair. "Are you girls also from a world where Martin Seamus McFly was stuck in 1955?"

"That's right," replied Stephanie Six, as she felt dazed. "Is yours the only other world where he meets that fate?"

"So far, that sure seems to be the case," explained the dark blonde. "By the way, my name is Susan Brown. In my world, I'm dating Calvin Klein III. If I understand all this correctly, he's essentially the counterpart to your... your Marty Klein Jr?"

"And Marty McFly Jr, in the rest of our worlds," added a girl with bright blond hair. "I'm Harmony Brown One - and, in my world, I'm Marty McFly Jr's girlfriend."

"I'm Harmony Brown Four," added the other girl with bright blond hair, "and, to date, I seem to only even exist in one other world. In the other worlds, Marty Jr ends up with some other girl. Gee, even now, it's hard for me to get used to how..."

"I don't believe this," groaned Stacy Nine. "I sure was wondering why there were just two other versions of each of us, as opposed to eight other versions of each of us. It would bring the grand total to, uh... eighteen. Including us."

"I'm afraid that's not the case," added a girl who looked a lot like Elisabeth Shue, and had previously spoken. "My name's Suzy MacArthur, and I'm from the third world. So far, it seems like... In two other worlds, at least, I seem to be dating Marty Jr."

"Then why do I see four of..." Stephanie began to ask. However, as she took a closer look at the fourth Elisabeth Shue look-alike - she noticed that the girl did look a little different. She had blonder hair, and she looked a little thinner. "Oh, I guess..."

"Well, my name is Julie MacArthur," explained the blonder and thinner Elisabeth Shue look-alike. "I'm from the eighth world, and I'm a cousin of Suzy MacArthur Eight."

"So far, I guess I'm the odd one out," Susan replied, sighing. "Although, I'm not sure if Calvin Klein III is even an exact counterpart of Marty McFly Jr." Turning to Stephanie Nine, she added, "Or, in your case, Marty Klein Jr."

"Right now, I'm still uncertain about the Alexes," commented one of the Stacys. "I'm dating an Alex Jandrew McFly, who happens to be the son of Calvin McFly and April Schultz. Oh, yeah, and that Calvin is a natural twin to Marty McFly Sr."

"Mine is Alex Patrick McFly," added the other Stacy, "who happens to be the son of Calvin McFly and Sarah Parker. In this case, Calvin is really Marty Sr from the... the world where Biff Tannen was a tight-fisted tycoon."

"In our case," added Stacy Nine, "it's Alex Patrick Klein, who happens to be the son of Arthur Klein and April Schultz. Arthur is also a natural twin to Marty Klein Sr."

"It sounds like he has more in common with my Alex, then," commented Stacy Two. "It does... Although, he still isn't exactly the same - if Marty McFly Sr, who's taken on the alias of Calvin Klein, is actually his grandfather."

"And who is his grandmother?" a Tannen man asked, smoothly - as he walked to the back of the train. As Stephanie glanced towards the front, he saw a second Tannen Man - along with the girl who looked a little like Amy Needles. "C'mon, tell me just who the lucky woman is that Marty McFly Sr... Pardon me, I mean Calvin Klein.... married."

"Lorraine Baines," snapped Stephanie Nine, as her face flushed with anger. "Not that I see how it's any of your concern, but..."

"Lorraine Baines, eh?" smirked the Tannen man. "In other words, it just appears that Marty McFly Sr married his own mommy." He began to chuckle, as he called out, "Get a load of this, Butch and Griffster! In the very last world we stopped in, Marty McFly Sr decided to marry his mommy! I think that's quite hilarious."

The Amy impostor and Griff joined in the laughter, as the Tannen man without bionic implants headed back to the front of the train. Stephanie wondered just how Griff's father was able to get his hands on Doc's time machine.

"Assholes," muttered Stephanie, as she wished we could beat the three villains into a bloody pulp. "Just who the hell do they think they..."

"Is that really true?" asked Susan, quietly. As Stephanie Nine nodded, she added, "In that case, I wonder how... I guess that's not quite important, right now. In the world that we came from, Calvin Klein married Mary Parker. Their son, Calvin Klein Jr, really was best friends with the younger Marty McFly Sr - until the latter went back in time, and never returned." With a sigh, she added, "This is so heavy."

"So, essentially," asked Marlene Nine, "after younger Marty McFly Sr went back in time, Calvin Klein Jr pretty much took his place... including dating Mom?" As Susan nodded, she added, "I do agree that this is heavy."

"Okay, let me get this straight," Stephanie Nine commented, sighing. "I guess there are three of me, and three of Stacy. So far, the three Stacys are also dating Marty Jr's look-alike cousin, Alex?" The three Stacys all nodded. "Then, there are also two Harmony Browns - as well as three Suzy MacArthurs... and one Susan Brown."

"That brings the total to nine," Stacy Nine added, softly. Looking around, she added, "I still don't know some of these other girls, though. I see two girls who just look a lot like Susan Brown, and... Why do I only see eight Marlenes? There should be..."

"I look different from all the other Marlenes," explained a darker brunette, softly. "I do seem to be the odd one out. I take after Grandma Lorraine, while the others..."

"You're also Marlene?" Marlene Nine asked, stunned. "That's sort of weird. I mean..."

"I just realized something," gasped one of the other Marlenes. "You must be Marlene Klein, as well!" As Marlene Nine nodded, she added, "I guess I don't feel all so alone, now. It's so nice to meet another Marlene Klein, as it makes..."

"Come off of it, Marlene Eight," chided the darker brunette Marlene. "You and Marlene Nine may have different last names, but I am the one who looks different from all the other Marlenes. I think I actually have more reason to feel like the odd one out."

"I'm Jennifer Parker," added another very familiar-looking girl. "I came the year 1987, in fact - and I was the first captured by Cliff. Before Griff and Amy even joined the..."

"Amy Needles," whispered Stephanie Nine. "But how could she... I mean, I've always known Amy Needles to be a nice girl - even if her father is a bit of a..."

"I've never known Amy to be nice," protested Susan, as roughly half of the other girls nodded. "I've also known her to be a real huge bully. One that could actually rival Griff - or, at least, Spike. If she wasn't two years older than him, I could even just see her..."

"Gee, this is fascinating," muttered Harmony Four. "It just sounds like, in some of your worlds, Amy grew up to be a bully - while, in other worlds, she never actually... Well, what about Roberta? Is she also a bully, in your world?"

"Roberta has always seemed to be nice, at least," explained Susan. "I know she and her younger sister never really got along."

"I'm Melody McFly," explained the girl who looked like Jennifer. "I sure come from the same world as the darker-haired Marlene, and I rather take after my mother. I'm the youngest of the children. So far, I seem to be the only one who... Well, you know."

"Yeah, she's my sister," added the darker-haired Marlene. "I wonder how our family turned out to be so different, in our world. At least, Marty Jr seems to..."

"I'm Maria Brown," added a girl who bore a similar resemblance to Susan Brown. "I'm the youngest daughter of Dr. Emmett Brown - and, so far, I guess there's one more of me. It feels so weird to think that the Harmonys are Dr. Brown's granddaughters, and that Susan is actually Dr. Brown's great-granddaughter."

"I know exactly what you mean, other me," replied the other Maria. "By the way, I'm dating George McFly - while Julie's dating Emmett Brown. The two of them, along with Marty McFly Jr, are look-alike cousins. They're sort of like Marty Jr and Alex in some of the other worlds, and Mike in one of yours."

"Mike?" asked Stephanie Nine, as she was confused. "I don't know of a Mike McFly. As as I know, Alex is the only cousin who resembles Marty Jr - and he's an only child."

"I'm Lisa Jung," explained the redhead, softly. "I'm from the same world as... the one where Calvin McFly is rather just another version of Marty McFly. Oh, yeah, and Alex McFly does have a twin brother - named Mike. I'm the one who's dating Mike, in fact."

"Well, I guess that explains it," Stephanie Nine replied, softly. "What do you mean by, in your world, Calvin is just another version of Marty Sr?"

"It's very similar as in our world," added Julie, "except, in our world, there are actually three versions of Marty Sr. It's, uh, kind of a long story. One of them was adopted by Doc, which is why my boyfriend is named Emmett Brown, as opposed to..."

"I guess that's everyone," Stacy Nine commented, softly. "That would bring the grand total to, uh, 26 girls. Gee, you'd think that the Tannens would have enough girls!"

"Oh, I think we're only about halfway there," cackled Griff, as he headed towards the back. "I'm thinking that we'll probably stop at about... of fifty. After all, we might just as well make the most of our grand opportunity."

"You've got that right," added Cliff, as the he and Griff burst out laughing. "As usual, you can just stay here and guard the girls - while Amy and I go out and capture some more."

"The Courthouse Square certainly is a very popular hang-out spot," commented Griff. "Also, I must admit that it'd be kind of fun to snatch the girls from their own homes. If anything, it'd be... Still, with all the security that we have nowadays, it's really be..."

"... not worth it," Amy replied, quietly. "Anyway, it shouldn't take us more than half an hour to... Of course, if we the time calls for it, we can just post as...

"You're sick!" spat out Stephanie Nine, as she couldn't remember the last time she felt so angry with anyone. "You're absolutely sick!"

"No, not sick," Cliff replied, as a broad grin spread across his face. "We're just clever."

"See ya soon, sweet princesses," called out Amy, just as she and Cliff stepped off the train.

As Stephanie gasped at all her fellow captives, she realized that must've they felt the same way as she did - if not even worse. After all, who knew just how long the earlier captives were stuck. She began to wonder if she'd ever be free, again.

oooooooooo

"How about scoping the Courthouse Square, Butch?" asked Cliff, as the villainous duo headed downtown. "So far, I've always had much luck with finding the girls there. Do you think we'll need to purchase anything, while we're downtown?"

"Probably not this time," replied Amy. "We have enough powdered doughnut holes to last us a couple more trips, I think. You know, we could do this forever."

"Well, not quite," replied Cliff. With a smirk, as added, "As fun as the idea sounds, we will eventually run out of room. This time around, it might be best to just get down to business. I wonder if we'll have to scope out the mall, again."

"You said that this was another EJ world, right, Cliffster?" asked Amy, as a grin simply spread her face. As Cliff nodded, she added, "I do wonder if this means we'll just find another wussy version of me. Perhaps, she might be working at Andy's Food Shop."

"The chances of that do seem very likely," Cliff replied, grinning. "Also, the chances of there being a Bill Tannen in this world is also very likely - which comes in quite handy."

"It is rather convenient," agreed Amy. "Well, here's the Cafe '80s. I don't understand why a good portion of my generation insists on just living in the past. I swear, if I see another young punk wearing a Led Zeppelin tee-shirt, I'll..."

"Buttheads they are, eh?" Cliff asked, grinning. "Led Zeppelin is rather old even for my generation, let alone yours." Looking around, he added, "Anyway, let's be discreet. If we play our cards right, everyone will think that we're so harmless. As I lack my future son's bionic implants, I'll be able to..."

"Who do you think will win the World Series, this year?" asked Amy, trying to sound as casual as possible. "I still can't get over how the Chicago Cubs beat the Miami Gators, two years ago."

"Yeah, right," Cliff replied, grinning. He made a mental note to remember that piece of information, for future references. "Just think, of all teams, the Cubbies were the..."

"Discussing baseball, eh?" asked an elderly man, as he approached the duo. "Yeah, I was also surprised by the result. Anyway, would either of you really care to thumb a few hundred bucks to save the clock tower?"

"I simply would love to," Amy replied, with a toothless grin. She winked at Griff, as she pressed her thumb to the plate. "I just love that clock so much, I think I'll donate 95% of my bank account."

"Are you sure about that, uh, Miss Needles?" asked the elderly man, softly. "I mean, I sure am very touched that you care so much - but..."

"It'll be my pleasure, mister," Amy replied, cheerfully. "I probably care about the clock almost as much as you do, so I think it's definitely worth it."

"In that case, thank you very much," replied the elderly man. "Well, I'm sure happy to know that there still are young folks like you who care. Well, I'll be off to the mall."

"Yes, have a real nice day!" called out Amy, as the elderly man started to walk off. As soon as he was out of earshot, she snickered, "Sucker! Wait until poor wussy me finds out that her bank account is about empty."

"You're a major genius, Butch!" gushed Cliff, as he and Amy high-fived each other. "I must hand it to you, Butch! What you did was simply brilliant!"

"To be honest, I almost wasn't sure if it could even work," whispered Amy. "I mean, it certainly is amazing that I happened to share the same thumbprint as wuss me." With a sudden gasped, she hissed, "Just look inside the window, Cliffster. Do you see..."

"The Stebbs girls," whispered Cliff, as he glanced into the window of the Cafe '80s. "It looks like they're playing, uh... some sort of video game. I rather wonder if Marlene is around here somewhere, too. Man, this is easier than I..."

"Bill Tannen?" asked a familiar feminine voice. Cliff swallowed, as he turned around. To his great amazement, he found himself staring into the eyes of another Amy Needles. He had a hunch that this was another wussy version of his counterpart. "Who's that girl that you're with? I must say, she looks a lot like..."

"You could call me Butch," replied Cliff's partner, in a friendly voice. "In fact, Bill did tell me a little about you. You work at Andy's Food Shop, right?"

"That I certainly do," replied Good Amy, smiling. "In fact, my lunch break is just about over - so I should probably get going. Maybe I'll run into the two of you, a little later."

"Yeah, maybe so," replied Butch Amy. "Well, Amy, you have a good day. I quite hope you enjoy your date with Eric, tonight!"

"Thank you, Butch!" gushed Good Amy, as he began to walk off. "Eric is such a sweet and romantic guy. I'm sure you and him would get along great, Bill. Well, take care!"

"Yeah, same to you!" replied Cliff, waving. Turning to his partner, he snickered, "Yes, I'm so sure that Eric and I would get along just fine. Granted, I don't really know him - but I'll bet that he's probably a real butthead."

"From the last world that we've visited," agreed Amy, "he did look like a wuss. I know I would never date anyone like him." Chuckling, she added, "Unless I felt a little desire to have some fun. Come to think of it, that actually might not be a bad..."

"No time for that, right now," whispered Cliff. "Remember, the Stebbs girls are right inside that building. They really seem to be preoccupied with their game, they didn't even notice us. Should we go inside the building, or should we..."

"Let's surprise them, Cliffster" suggested Amy, snickering. "I know a good hiding spot. When the girls step outside, we'll catch them. That way..."

"How do we know they aren't planning to spend the whole afternoon inside..." Cliff started to ask.

"If they aren't out in ten minutes," explained Amy, "then we'll go inside the building. In the meantime, we can see if... Well, we'll just ask the Stebbs girls where Marlene is."

"Of course," Cliff agreed, with a wide grin. "In that case, let's go with your idea. I just love the idea of capturing the girls by surprise. They're probably anticipating some big date with the McFly buttheads, as well. Marty Jr and some Alex guy, most likely."

"Oh, how I love ruining people's big dates," cackled Amy, gleefully. "Of course, in the past couple worlds that we visited, the McFlys seemed to be replaced with Kleins - but no matter!"

"Yeah, the Kleins are essentially the same as the McFlys," replied Cliff, "since, in the previous two worlds that we've visited, Calvin Klein was Marty McFly stuck in 1955 - and, in just the previous world, he even married his own mother!"

"That's just one messed up world, indeed," snickered Amy, as she gestured for Cliff to follow him. Stepping into an abandoned shed, she whispered, "Remember, Cliffster, if the girls aren't out in ten minutes..."

"... then we simply go in," Cliff finished, grinning. He felt excited, indeed. So far, the Stebbs girls just had to be his favourite - since they seemed to always come in pairs.

oooooooooo

Julia Belle Rundgren smiled, just as she won another round of Wild Gunman. She really enjoyed spending time at the Cafe '80s, as the '80s just happened to be her favourite decade. She then glanced at her friends, twin sisters Stephanie and Stacy Stebbs.

"Are you girls excited about your big date for tonight?" asked JB, excitedly. "Mike and I made some real big plans, as well - even if we haven't been dating as long. I can still remember I used to really envy my cousins, and you girls. It sure is so hard to believe it's been a little over a year, now. Well, I wonder how Marty and George are doing."

"It's simply hard to believe that four years have passed," Stephanie replied, softly. "It quite seems like almost yesterday, since Stacy and I met the McFly twins at the party. It just feels... I always felt it amazing, how we're twins dating another set of twins."

"You rather don't see that happen everyday," agreed Stacy, as a smile spread across her face. "I guess you and Marty will be spending the night by his place, while George and I will be spending the night by ours. It was very nice of our parents to be so..."

"... accommodating," finished Stephanie. The Stebbs twins laughed, as she added, "In a way, I do wish it was a little later. Anyway, I was thinking that we could stop by Pier One Imports. I swear, that store sure sells the best fragrances. We sure could pick up some cologne for the boys, as well. We could maybe catch a great holo-flick, as well."

"I guess there aren't gonna be any more Jaws sequels," commented JB, sighing. She never was too fond of the series. "I guess Jaws 19 was the last. I'm simply surprised that the series even made it this far. I suppose I partially have my mother to thank."

"Right, instead of stopping at Jaws: The Revenge," replied Stephanie. "We quite have to hand it to Dr. Emmett Brown. If it wasn't for him, we really wouldn't even have a lot of the things that we have. It almost makes me feel special, as a Hill Valley resident."

"But we didn't even grow up in Hill Valley," pointed out Stacy, softly. "I really see what you mean, and... I guess we actually do have quite a few home-grown celebrities."

"Right, with Uncle Marty being the other one," JB replied, smiling. "According to what Aunt Julia said, it sure does appear as if the world wouldn't be advanced - if it wasn't for Doc. After all, Aunt Julia actually came from a world where..."

Stephanie and Stacy just nodded, as they already knew what JB would say. The idea that, in another world, her mother and her Uncle Marty were really only characters in a movie trilogy was more than a little unsettling to all three of them. What was rather more unsettling was the very fact that her mother and her Uncle Marty really married each other. JB sighed, as she realized just how unusual her ancestral heritage was.

"Right, yeah," Stephanie replied, nervously. "Anyway, I do remember how it was love at first sight - when I first met Marty. Of course, I was already a fan of his father - as well the actor Michael J Fox. Can you imagine if Marty took a real interest in acting?"

"Or George," Stacy replied, laughing. "Well, we know that Marty is simply interested in following in his father's footsteps. I was never so under the impression that his father ever pressured him any way."

"He didn't," confirmed JB, softly. "Uncle Marty has even really made it clear that he'd be completely supportive of whatever career decision his sons chose. Well, providing that it's something legal. Still, Marty has decided that music was also... for him."

"Well, it's so cool that you and Marty decided to hook me up with George," commented Stacy, sighing. "I still think it'd only be fitting to have a double wedding, as it'd... After all, it would avoid arguments about whose wedding comes first - and it'd be a very..."

"I sure don't mind if you guys marry first," JB commented, softly. "After all, Mike and I haven't been together for as long. For me, my biggest problem will just be with picking a maid of honour - since I consider both of you to be my close friends, and I..."

"Let not think about wedding, right now," replied Stephanie, sighing. "I still really have a hard time with adjusting to the idea of... of being an adult. When I was younger, I used to look so forward to being a grown up. However, now that I am a grown up..."

"I simply see what you mean, sis," Stacy replied, softly. "Like, for instance, I'd simply not worry about world issues. I mean, I'm really not so fond of discussing politics - as that can..."

"Politics certainly is a very volatile issue," agreed Stephanie. "Although, it really is nice to see that our country has a female president. Granted, it's simply nice that we're old enough - and are able to contribute to making decisions that affect our country."

"You girls are so right," JB replied, nodding. "Of course, even college is a little... It will definitely pay off, though - as we'll be able to get jobs that pay us good money."

"Marty felt unsure about attending college," explained Stephanie, "but her mother felt that... Well, she sort of insisted that her sons attend college. It's quite nice that we're able to all attend the same college, even though none of us live in dorms."

"At any rate," JB replied, sighing, "college isn't all bad. Anyway, I'm quite wondering if we should... Well, let's head over to the Holomax Theatre. It'll be nice to catch a flick, and it'd be... Even if the holo-flick turns out to not be as good, we can still..."

"... enjoy the atmosphere," Stacy replied, softly. "Of course, that place simply serves the best popcorn - which is always nice. Yeah, I suppose this era isn't all bad - and, to think positively, rock music does appear to be making a real comeback."

"Yeah, and there's a real also chance for Marty and his band to be discovered," added Stephanie. "I think Verne Brown is also really helping to contribute the..."

"Yeah, Verne Brown's music is awesome," agreed JB. "It's so hard to believe that he's almost thirty. He and his twin brother, Jules, seem to be even more different than..."

"Stacy and me," Stephanie replied, softly, "or Marty and George. I mean, Jules rather takes after his father - and, much like with Marty, quite desires to follow in his father's footsteps. I was never really under the impression that Dr. Brown favoured one..."

"Yeah, even Verne believes that his parents have always treated him and his brother fairly," pointed out JB, "which is, of course, the way it should be. Of course, with me being an only child, I didn't exactly have to deal with..."

"George feels that he and Marty have always been treated fairly," explained Stacy. "I suppose it can be real tough, though, when one of your children seems to share more of your interest. I hope to think that George and I would make great parents."

"I feel the same with Marty and me," agreed Stephanie. "Although, right now, I don't feel as if I'm ready to have children. Well, why don't we just go have some fun."

"I can totally get behind that," agreed JB, as she began to follow the twins out of the cafe. "Who says that adults can't have fun, too? I mean, I sure plan to never give up my hoverboard. I don't care if some people think that hoverboards are for kids."

"Yeah, I never do care about what anyone thinks," agreed Stacy, as the trio left the cafe. "At any rate, I think they're having a special discount - which sure would be..."

"Right , buddies, it's off to the Holomax we..." JB started to stay, when she felt some arms clasping around her waist. "Hey, who the hell do you think you..."

"Griff Tannen?" gasped Stephanie, as she turned around. "You leave my friend alone, and who's that brunette you're with? I mean, what happened to Spike?"

"The brunette looks a lot like Amy Needles," Stacy replied, softly, "except for the fact that she..."

"So, girls, where's Marlene?" asked Griff, in a smooth voice. "She in the mall?"

"Marlene who?" snapped JB, as she was enraged by the Tannen's audacity. "I don't know of anyone named Marlene."

"Oh, I think you do," argued the brunette. "Marlene McFly? Marty McFly Jr's sister, of course. The boy that one of you Stebbs girls are, without a doubt, dating. I presume the other one of you must be dating some Marty McFly Jr look-alike, named Alex."

"His name is George!" snapped Stacy, as she began to clench her fists. "He and Marty are twins, and they don't have any sister named Marlene. Griff should know that!"

"Twins, eh?" Griff asked, smirking. "Well, that's mighty interesting - to say the least."

"I'm so glad you find that fact to be so fascinating," snapped Stacy, sarcastically, "but we don't have time to deal with you..." Turning to the brunette, she demanded, "Who the hell are you, anyway?"

"You can call me Butch," replied a tough feminine voice, just as she wrapped her arms around Stacy. "It's a pleasure to make you acquaintance, again, Miss Stebbs."

"Ditto for me, Miss Stebbs Two," added Griff, just as he released JB - who watched on with horror, as he made his way to Stephanie. "I don't know about your friend, but..."

JB swallowed, as she fumbled for her cellphone. She decided to call up her boyfriend, hoping that he's be able to help. JB watched, in horror - as the Stebbs girls were both being knocked out, as some chemical-filled cloth was placed in front of their faces.

"Hello, this is Mike Hartford," replied a familiar voice, as JB sighed. "Oh, Julia Belle, it's so nice of you to call. How..."

"Please, Mike, you have to help me ," begged JB, as tears filled her eyes. "The Stebbs girls have been captured. Griff Tannen has..." Suddenly, she really felt a sharp sting - as her cellphone was knocked out of her hand. "You bastard! How dare you..."

"Nice try, princess," cackled the brunette, "but I can see that you're not very clever. I don't know who you are, but I don't care. You'll be joining your friends on some rather exciting expedition. Won't that be fun?"

"No, it won't!" screamed JB, "You... you bitch!" She reached out to slap the brunette, who ended up restraining her arms. "You... Well, you're not gonna get away with this at all. I'll see to it that..."

"Oh, I'll simply see about that," Griff replied, smirking. As JB took a little closer look at the Tannen bully, she did notice a lack of bionic implants. "Well, lassie, good night!"

JB opened her mouth to shout back some sharp retort - but, before any words had a chance to come out, a cloth was thrown in front of her face. Before she had a chance to react, she felt herself beginning to lose consciousness.

oooooooooo

"I sure hope we can catch up with those bastards, soon," fumed Marty Klein Jr, as the time bus entered another world. "I sure still don't understand how Amy Needles ended up as... I knew that her father used to always hassle my father, but I simply... Well, I always knew both of the Needles girls to be friendly and nice, despite the fact that..."

"We were never especially close to Amy, granted," Alex K added, nodding. "Still, she always was a friendly acquaintance to us - and I don't understand how she could..."

"It sure looks like she's only bad... in the PF worlds," commented Marty Jr Three. "She came from our world, by the way. I guess that Cliff found her to be a useful ally, and decided to recruit her as... Roberta, at least, always seemed to be very decent."

"Well, that's good to hear," commented Marty Jr One. "I sort of was wondering about that, in fact. At any rate, the stuffed shells and garlic bread sounds good."

"Yeah, it's really a good thing there's plenty of it," agreed Doc Nine, as he began to fill up some disposable plates. "We'll have to same some for our, uh, new helpers. It'd be nice if, in this world, we could..."

"We could try to catch up with Cliff and company, again," commented Doc Three. "I'm really so pissed off that... Of course, I'm concerned about all the girls - but I'm pissed off that he's using my train as a... My beloved train!"

"I understand, Three," Doc One commented, softly. "Well, we're sure not gonna give up hope - and it'd be a great disservice to the girls for us to do so."

"Yeah, I feel so bad that..." Marty K Jr started to say, as tears filled his eyes. He glanced at his cousin, who already had a few tears on his face. He then glanced at Vincent, who looked to be struggling hard not to cry. "This is about the worst..."

"I feel so terrible," commented Alex K, tearfully. Beginning to sob, he added, "It really wasn't supposed to be like this. I do hope that my girlfriend, her sister, and my cousin aren't being forced to..." He leaned again Marty Jr, as he was sobbing very hard.

"I simply know how you feel, Alex," agreed Marty K Jr, as his voice snagged on a sob. He placed his arm around his cousin, as he whispered. "We must succeed, though. It'll be a... Remember the one thing we're learned, since we were... If you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything. This really is one instance where..."

"Well, that simply is a nice life motto," agreed Vincent, softly. As Marty K Jr looked up, he saw a tear slip out of each of Vincent's eyes. "I desperately would like to believe it, of course. Still, I can't remember that last time that anything like this has... has..."

"We must make sure to not lose hope, though," insisted Marty K Jr, firmly. "After all, if we lose hope, it might be quite... " He suddenly became distracted, as he caught sight of a Doc '87. "Whoa! Wait a minute! There are eleven Docs on here?"

"Actually, thirteen," Doc '87 replied, gently. "Two of them are called Chris, though. In fact, both came from a world where... I don't feel like getting into it, right now."

"We both came from a world with Biff was rich and powerful," explained Chris Six. "We both actually spent a couple years locked inside a mental institution, and... Even over thirty years later, the world still gives me nightmares."

"Yeah, I concur," agreed Chris Seven. "Each and every day, I simply remind myself of how lucky I am. Come to think of it, I actually wonder if that world would even still be standing. After all, we're currently after the date of..."

"... the date after I took Marty and Jennifer to 2015," finished Doc Three, nodding. "I know what you mean. I mean, it's almost two years later - and..."

"This sounds... terrible!" breathed Marty K Jr, in a near whisper - as he wrapped his arms around his sobbing cousin. "I never quite realized before how much... I always knew that Biff used to be a high school bully, but... but this is all so..."

"Yeah, he used to always push Grandpa George around," replied Vincent, as he was struggling to hold back the tears. "I'd hate to be in that... that terrible world."

"It's still strange to think that you're... related to us," commented Marty Jr Two. "You look so much Mike Hartford - and you're even dating my sister, which is so..."

"I must admit that it is just rather freaky," agreed Marty K Jr, as he realized what his counterpart meant. "I mean, I already knew about Grandpa Klein's situation - and..." Turning to his cousin, he added, "Alex, you really must try to eat something."

"Yeah, I suppose you're right," replied Alex K, as he lifted his tear-stained face. "The food does smell delicious, and I've been feeling quite hungry. Still, I can't help but..."

"I understand, Alex," Marty K Jr replied, softly. "I'm just as concerned about the girls as you are. Still, you really must eat."

"I guess you're right, Marty," Alex K muttered, as be began to pick at his food. "I sure that we can... I mean, I've been looking forward to this for about two months."

"We all have," Vincent pointed out, softly, "but it really... Perhaps, when we get back home, we could... Well, it really might not too late to make it up to them. After all, we have a time machine."

"Yeah, I suppose you're right," Marty K Jr replied, softly. "However, I simply do worry that... What if the girls are too shaken up to be able to... to enjoy themselves."

"We'll just cross that bridge, when we get to it," Doc Nine replied softly. "For now, our primary mission to rescue all the girls, and it..." Turning to Doc One, he asked, "Where do you propose we make our first stop? I'm just as concerned as the boys are..."

"Hey, don't forget about me!" protested Calvin K Nine. "Jesus, I sure hope that those bastards don't... don't do anything to... to violate my dear granddaughter. Or any of the other girls, of course."

"We should probably stop by my future home," suggested Teen Marty, softly. "There is the question, though, of where my counterpart in this world lives."

"Since this is another EJ world," commented Doc One, "I'm gonna just hazard as guess that you're living in your parents old home. So far, there's always been someone... At least, that'd be the best first option."

"By the way," asked Marty Sr Three, "I'm a little curious about something. Why do my counterparts from those world opt to... to live in Mom and Dad's old home?"

"I actually did try the mansion life," Marty Sr One explained, softly, "and I never really liked it that much. Junior and Marlene were too young to remember, of course. We did our best to avoid Hilldale, as well - considering that..."

"If my other self's life is any similar to mine," added Marty Sr Four, "we simply felt that a mansion didn't feel too... homey enough. I vowed never to give in too the 'cultured wealthy' stereotype, and Jenn and I wanted for our children to have..."

"... as normal lives as possible," Jennifer finished, softly. "Why my hubby did become a little careless, in the early days of his music career... Well, he's really learned to be responsible. For instance, we don't dress like rich people - nor do we eat like..."

"Well, I do understand your disdain for the 'cultured rich' stereotype," Marty Sr Three replied, gently. "Jenn and I certainly decided not to abandon all the ethics of common courtesy and respect for other people that we were brought up on, and we certainly did work to instill those values in our own children. Still, I think mansions are nice."

"Sometimes, I rather wish I lived in a mansion," Marty K Jr commented, softly. He sure had mixed feelings on the whole issue. "Granted, I'm not that against the 'middle-class wealthy' lifestyle - and I'm happy with the life that Marly and I were given."

"Yeah, I concur," agreed Alex K, "but, all in all, I'm happy with not living in a mansion. I suppose it's not impossible to simply find ways to give a mansion a warm and inviting homey atmosphere, as opposed to a..."

"You really should see our mansion, then," gushed Calvin III. "I think you'll like it, and I have plenty of non-wealthy friends who... don't feel intimidated by being inside the mansion. They've indicated that they do feel comfortable being themselves."

"Well, everyone, let's get down to business," suggested Doc Nine. "It's interesting to rather hear about the differing perspectives on the mansion life, but we have girls to rescue. It wouldn't be fair to..."

"In that case, we definitely should get going," agreed Marty K Jr. Alex K and Vincent nodded, in agreement. "Goodness, the girls must be feeling very helpless."

As the reality of the whole situation finally hit him, tears came to Marty K Jr's eyes. He glanced at Alex K - who was obviously struggling to not start crying, again. Before he knew it, though, a tear slipped out of of Marty K Jr's eyes. As much as he really loved eating stuffed shells, he simply no longer felt as it he could eat. He finally understood just how his cousin was feeling.

"Just hang in there, Marty and Alex," Vincent commented, softly. "I know that it feels hopeless, but we... we can rescue the girls."

Marty K Jr could hear his friend's voice cracking, though - and he knew that his friend felt just as hopeless about the situation as he and his cousin did.

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"Well, George, " Marty McFly Jr commented, as he turned to his twin, "I quite wonder how the girls are doing. Do you think we should head out, for a little while? It's gonna be a long wait, y'know. It's just so strange to think of how four years have passed."

"That certainly is one of the mysteries of life, I guess," George Anthony McFly replied, sighing. "I mean, time seems to go by both slowly and quickly. I sure can see why Doc would be interested in exploring this mystery called 'time'. After all, it's really a big..."

"Our family history is certainly very interesting," commented Marty Jr. "When you just think of how Mom and Uncle Vincent came from the world where..."

George sighed, as he knew just what his twin was thinking. Even after several months - he still had more than a little difficulty with wrapping his mind around the idea that, in another reality, Hill Valley was nothing more than a fictional setting for a movie trilogy.

"I'd rather not think of that, right now," George replied, quietly. "This is just too... I'm looking forward to spending the night with Stacy. I quite think it's totally awesome for our parents to go out of their way to... let us have our special night. It's just so..."

"Our parents certainly are awesome," agreed Marty Jr, as he flashed a lopsided smile. "The Stebbs parents are pretty awesome, as well. I don't foresee that we'll be dealing with any of the... in-law issues. I think there truly will be family harmony, once we..."

"... tie the knot?" asked George, dreamily. "Man, I'm sure looking forward to spending my entire life with Stacy. I wonder what our children will be like, and I hope to make a good father. Y'know, like how our father was good to us."

"I feel the same way about Stephanie," agreed Marty Jr, softly. "It's quite amazing, in fact, how two pairs of twins can click so much with each other. I really think we should have the double wedding. I mean, it's really only fair - and it sure would avoid the..."

Just then, the door bell rang. George's heart skipped a beat, as the twins just weren't expecting to have company. The girls just weren't due to be back home until later that evening. As he opened the door, he saw Mike Hartford standing on the other end.

"Hi, Mike," greeted George, as he beckoned for his friend to enter. "I actually wasn't expecting to see you. What brings you..." As he noticed that Mike looked very grim, he asked, "What's wrong, Mike? What happened?"

"It appears that the girls have been... kidnapped," explained Mike, as he appeared to be blinking back tears. "JB tried to call me, and she simply mentioned something about Griff Tannen - and that the Stebbs girls were also captured. However, she barely had a chance to tell me anything - before she ended up getting... cut off."

"This is quite terrible!" gasped George, as tears filled his eyes. He glanced at his twin, who also looked to be teary-eyed. "I always knew that Griff was bad, but what would possess him to... I guess he might've figured that tonight was our big date, and..."

"He simply should've learned not to mess with us," fumed Marty Jr, as he clenched his fists. "I mean, doesn't he even remember just what happened - that one time that he tried to harass JB at the Cafe '80s? Even I was real amazed by how I managed to..."

"Yeah, you quite managed to humiliate Griff good," George replied, admiringly. "I'm so surprised by all this. Granted, I always knew that Griff was bad news - but... Say, did you call the police?"

"Yes, I did," Mike replied, firmly. "The real strange thing is, I thought Griff was gonna be out of town. I could simply swear that, the other day, he mentioned something to his buddies about... By the way, I called up Dr. Brown - as well as your parents."

"I suppose we should head outside, then," suggested George, as he struggled hard to not cry. He couldn't remember the last time he felt very hopeless. "Perhaps, since Doc does have a time machine... Well, we could even maybe go back in time - and prevent the kidnapping from ever happening. Granted, there's really the space-time continuum to consider. Still, considering that the lives of our girlfriends are..."

George swallowed, as the trio stepped outside. This actually felt even worse than the worse nightmare imaginable. At least, a nightmare sure was something that you could wake up from. However, the current situation was quite real. The lump that was in his throat grew larger, as George felt like crying. However, that wouldn't be very helpful.

As George looked up, he saw a station wagon pulling into the driveway - and he knew that it was the family's aging scientist. He wondered what Doc Brown had planned.

"It's simply good to see that you boys are here!" exclaimed Doc, as he stepped out of the station wagon. "Of course, I'll be more than happy to travel back in time to... We must figure out what exactly happened first, though."

"I know the girls were planning to spend time at the Cafe '80s," George explained, as his voice snagged on a sob. "They sure also planned on catching a holo-flick - and, of course, this evening was to be the night of our..."

"By the way," Doc added, grimly, "I was just on the phone with Amy Needles, not long ago. She was sobbing... and she was real hysterical. She claims that 95% of her bank account has gone missing - and that, somehow, all of it went into the Save The Clock Tower Fund. I wonder what that's about."

George gasped, as he could hardly believe what he heard. He glanced at Marty Jr and Mike, who looked to be equally as startled. While he ordinarily wasn't the superstitious type of person, he began to wonder if something about the day was doomed.

"That is very strange," George replied, softly. "I simply wonder if her father might've had anything to do with it. I know he's always been rather emotionally abusive to his daughters, and... It's just like him to find some way to rob from his own daughters."

"Yeah, Roberta will probably be next," agreed Marty Jr, as he swallowed hard. "Then again, why would he give it all to the Save The Clock Tower Fund? We know that he's never had any appreciation for that clock. Perhaps, Mr. Needles really wanted to..."

"But that simply can't be," Doc insisted, quietly. "As she's legally considered an adult, her father no longer has control of her account. On the other hand, though - I really am at a loss of... thinking of some alternate theory as to what might've happened."

"As much as I hate to dismiss Amy's concerns," George replied, swallowing, "I do think that the issue concerning our cousin and the Stebbs girls is a little more..." He looked up, as he spotted a bus pulling up. "What the hell is going on here!"

"Great Scott!" gasped Doc, as he looked up, "it looks like me in that bus. Granted, the most logical explanation would be that it's myself from the future - but... Why would I be carrying so many... passengers? It just doesn't make much sense."

"Why do I see so many people who look just like George and me?" Marty Jr asked, in a near whisper. "For that matter, I also see several people who look like you - and..."

"Hello, everyone!" called out one of the alternate Docs, as he opened the door. "This must come as a surprise to you to... Say, are you guys missing some... some girls?"

"We are, in fact," Mike replied, as he stepped up. "We're missing Stephanie and Stacy Stebbs, as well as Julia Belle Rundgren." A look of confusion then entered his face, as he added, "You must not be Doc's future self. Otherwise, you'd already... know this."

"You're right," replied the alternate Doc, softly. "I'm not. I actually came from another reality. I understand that you gentlemen must be feeling confused, but why don't you all step onto the bus. It's a very long explanation, and it's..."

George glanced at his twin, his friend, and the scientist - and, simultaneously, all four of them shrugged. George sensed that the others were every bit just as confused as he was. He swallowed, as the quartet stepped onto the bus. As he took a closer look at the alternate Doc, he saw that the name tag read "Doc One".

"Let's see if I can guess who you all are," Doc One continued, slowly. "Of course, the one who looks like me must be the Dr. Emmett Brown of this reality." Turning to Mike, he added, "You must be Mike Hartford." Glancing at George and his twin, "And, as for two of you, you must be Marty McFly Jr and Alex McFly."

"Actually, my name is George McFly," George replied, as he began to feel more than a little uneasy. "George Anthony McFly. I was named after both of my grandparents."

"George McFly, eh?" asked Doc Seven, as his lips formed into a slight smile. "We have a George McFly in our world, too - who, in fact, simply looks much like you. And Marty Jr, for that matter. So, I gather that you and Marty Jr are look-alike cousins?"

"Actually, we are twins," explained Marty Jr. George glanced at his twin, who seemed to be every bit as confused as he was. "I'm older than him, by two minutes. I'm dating Stephanie Stebbs - while George is dating Steph's twin sister, Stacy. Tonight was..."

"... the big anniversary night, right?" asked a young man, who was wearing the name tag that read "Marty K Jr". "It's actually the same as our world. Stephanie and I really have been dating for four years - and Alex and Stacy have really been dating for just as long. I'd almost think that Griff chose this night for that very..."

"I think it is strictly a coincidence," commented another young man, who was wearing the name tag that read "Teen Marty". "First of all, Cliff Tannen has come from 1987 - when the Stebbs girls sure wouldn't even be born, yet. Second of all, in the future of our world, Marty Jr isn't even dating Stephanie Stebbs. He's dating Harmony Brown."

"Harmony Brown?" Marty Jr asked, stunned. This also rather confused George, as the only Harmony Brown that she knew was recently born to Jules and Gina Brown - and, of course, she would be much too young to date anyone. "Whoa, this is sure heavy!"

As George glanced at all the other occupants of the bus, he could hardly believe what he saw. There were a total of sixteen other young men who resembled him and Marty Jr. There were eight other Marty Jrs, which just included a Marty K Jr. There was also Teen Marty, a Calvin III, three Alexes, a Mike M, an Emmett, and another George.

"I rather can't believe this," commented Alex J, as his gaze met that of George's. "So far, I've met two potential counterparts in Alex P and Alex K. It's hard to determine if you're also my counterpart. On one hand, you're dating a Stephanie Stebbs - but..."

"Hey, Mom and Dad are here," whispered Marty Jr, as he nudged his twin. As George looked up, he saw that his twin was speaking the truth. "I really wonder what they're gonna say about all..."

"Goodness gracious!" gasped Julia, as she and Marty Sr stepped onto the bus. "I can't believe what I'm... Oh, my poor niece! And the Stebbs twins. When Mike called us, we were so..." Turning to Doc One, she asked, "Please, you really must tell us what's..."

"Who are you?" asked Doc One, confused. "No offence, but you look rather unfamiliar to me."

"I'm Julia Rundgren McFly, of course!" replied Julia, with a hint of indignation. "I'm the wife of Marty McFly Sr, the mother to Marty Jr and George, and the aunt to Julia Belle Rundgren. You can't honestly tell me that you don't know me!"

As George glanced at the other occupants, though - he saw that they all had shocked expressions on their faces. He swallowed, as he felt very dazed and confused.

"You must come from a world where I... marry Jennifer Parker," Marty Sr suggested, softly. "We're still quite good friends - but she is married to Vincent Rundgren, who is the brother to dear Julia. She's also the mother of darling Julia Belle Rundgren."

"Great Scott!" gasped Doc One. "This is just the first world where I encounter a Marty McFly Sr who marries someone other than Jennifer Parker." After a pause, he added, "Well, aside from the Calvin Kleins - who, in actually, are simply the versions of Marty McFly Sr who ended up being stuck in the year 1955."

"Calvin Klein?" asked Marty Sr, stunned. "I actually have versions of myself who... get trapped in the year 1955? Whoa, this is heavy!"

George's curiosity peaked, as he thought of the movie trilogy that centred around the life of his father - or, more accurately, an alternate version of his father.

"Yeah, there are two of us," added Calvin K Nine, softly. "In my world, I simply ended up marrying..." in a near whisper, he finished, "Lorraine Baines. Naturally, I was quite less than happy with the very idea. After having amnesia for several months, I've..."

"This is very creepy," commented Marty Sr, shuddering. "The very idea that I'd marry my own mother seems so..."

George sighed, as he agreed with his father's sentiment. He glanced at Marty Jr, who seemed to feel the same way.

"As for me, I didn't marry my mother," explained Calvin K Eight. "Instead, I ended up marrying Mary Parker - who is Jennifer's aunt. Granted, when my son rather took my younger self's place - which included dating Jennifer. Well, that was a little..."

"Initially, we sure were uneasy with the idea," added Calvin Jr. "Not only was I dating my first cousin, which is still a major social taboo in America - but I was also dating the same girl who dated my father, which also was more than a little creepy. Still, we..."

"We can just discuss more of this, a little later," Doc added, firmly. "For now, we have to go rescue the girls - and I also have to help Amy Needles with her financial trouble. For some reason, her bank account has been wiped nearly clean."

With that, the occupants of the bus all grew silent. George wondered if they actually knew something that she didn't know.

"Did you say Amy Needles?" Doc Three asked, quietly. The local Doc nodded. "It must be the doing of the Amy from our world. I presume that the Amy of your world is a very nice girl - but, in our world, Amy turned out to..."

"What my counterpart means is," added Doc Five, "is that the Amy of his world joined Cliff and Griff Tannen in capturing the girls. Even though we appear to be travelling... through two different kinds of worlds... Apparently, the Amys thumbprints still match up. As the result, the Amy from Three's world would be able to..."

"Great Scott!" gasped the local Doc. "Well, I guess this solves the mystery. Although, I'll have such a hell of a time explaining all this to the police - as I can't exactly explain to them that an alternate version of Amy was responsible for all the mess."

"Perhaps, it we hurry it up," suggested George, swallowing, "we might be able to not only rescue the girls, but we can even force the alternate Amy to... Except, how will we be able to... It's not like her own account is... accessible... from our world."

"Are you folks feeling hungry?" asked Doc Nine. "We do have some stuffed shells and garlic bread left, if you..."

George swallowed. He really happened to love stuffed shells and garlic bread - but, at the moment, he felt too concerned over the girls to eat.

"I am feeling a little hungry," commented Marty Jr, softly. George glanced at his twin, as he wondered how his twin could actually eat at a time like this. However, he knew better than to judge. Then his twin whispered, "George, I think you should also eat."

"Before we get going," suggested Doc Three, "who are the girls that you're missing? I remember you mentioning the Stebbs twins, as well as a... Julia Belle Rundgren. What about Marlene McFly? Wouldn't she be captured, as well?"

"Actually, in our world, Marlene really doesn't exist," Marty Sr explained, softly, "even though I am quite aware of the fact that... in an alternate reality... I guess mine must be the only world where Marlene doesn't exist. Is that correct?"

"That's about the size of it," replied Calvin Nine. "Even in the worlds that Calvin Eight and myself came from... Well, in both of our worlds, Marlene Klein exists. Yours is the first world we encountered to not contain a Marlene at all."

"Then just where does Mike Hartford... fit into the picture?" asked Marty Jr One. "I'm not saying that we don't actually value his company, of course - but... Well, in all the other worlds where he's known to exist, he's always ended up dating my sister."

"I'm dating Julia Belle Rundgren," explained the local Mike, softly. "Or, as she's usually called, JB. I guess I can't blame you all for not knowing her, considering her... unusual heritage. It's, uh... I guess we really don't have time to get into it, right now."

"Yeah, we don't quite have time," agreed Julia, just as she and Marty Sr sat on one of the bus seats. "We'd better get hurrying, if we just hope to rescue my niece - and the others. I suppose I'll have some stuffed shells, as well - even if I'm not quite feeling all too hungry."

As George glanced at the other occupants of the bus, he saw that there was a total of only four females. Aside from his mother, there really was an alternate version of his Aunt Jennifer - along with some twin blondes named Jamie and Melody Brown.

He noticed that there were four other versions of Mike Hartford - along with a guy named Vincent, who really bore a rather strong resemblance to the Mike Hs. There were also a total of eleven versions of Doc, including a Doc '87. Then he saw two Chrises, who actually looked a lot like Doc.

He then saw five other versions of his father - along with a Calvin Jr, a Calvin M, and a Michael B. He really felt curious to learn more of who Calvin M and Michael B were.

To his surprise, he also noticed Aaron Nelson - along with two versions of Bill Tannen. While he and Marty Jr were close to both boys, the versions from his world were not privy to Doc's time machine secret.

"I'll make up the new name tags, this time," offered Alex P, softly. "I guess we have Doc Ten, Marty Jr Ten, Mike H Ten, and then we have George. By the way, George, what is your middle name?"

"Anthony," George replied, softly. "I'm George Anthony McFly. My middle name really is from my maternal grandfather, Anthony Rundgren."

"Okay, then I'll write you up as George A," explained Alex P, "while the other George can be George E, as his full name is George Emmett McFly. I can just add an E at the end of his name. It won't be a big deal."

"I think that'll work," replied Doc Three, softly. "Now, if we hope to catch up with Cliff and company, we'd better get going."

George swallowed, as the bus began to speed up. He hoped that that, just maybe, it really wasn't too late to rescue the girls. As he glanced out the window, he caught an old steam train ahead - which was a very unusual sight to see in the day and age.

"It's them," announced Doc Three, grimly. "It's the steam train that I put all my heart and soul into building, back when I was stuck in the 19th Century."

"Those bastards!" fumed Marty Jr Ten. "Not only do they simply go around kidnapping girls, but they also steal... something that you've worked very hard on."

George glanced at his twin, as he felt the exact same way. As he glanced out the window, the cab door of the train opened up - and he saw the two nasty faces of the Tannen bullies, along with a girl who looked strangle similar to Amy Needles.

"We meet again, Crackpot Brown," sneered one of the Tannen bullies. "You guys just don't know when to give up, do you?"

George watched in horror, as his twin stormed up to the bus's door. The latter's face was obviously red with fury. George hoped that his twin wouldn't do or say anything that was too rash.

"You release the girls, right now, you bastards!" shouted Marty Jr Ten, angrily.

"You all are about the most reprehensible assholes known to mankind," added Marty K Jr, who appeared to be just as angry. "Hell, you sure don't even deserve to be called 'human beings' - and calling you a bunch of 'sick puppies' would be a huge insult to sick puppies."

"Oh, no, I'm just shaking in my shoes," taunted one of the Tannen men, sarcastically. "You want me to release the girls, eh? When we're about a hundred feet up in the air? In that case, okay."

"That wasn't what he meant, you fool," shouted George, as he simply could no longer restrain himself. "He meant that... Well, I think you know what he meant."

"Marty K Jr, eh?" smirked one of the Tannen man, just as he read off one of the name tags. "Say, are you the son of - I'm sorry, I mean grandson of - Calvin Klein. The man who married his own mommy?"

"I don't see how this is of any concern of yours!" snapped Marty K Jr.

"It's not of any concern of yours," agreed Alex K, vehemently - as he placed his arm around his cousin. "You lower the train, right now - and you let the girls go."

"Oh, who's gonna make us?" sneered the Amy impostor. "Just how are you gonna be able to make us, eh?"

"I really think you owe your counterpart of this world an apology!" fumed Doc Ten, as he stepped up. "You thought you'd quite be able to get away with wiping her account almost clean? Well, you're not gonna get away with it!"

"If you don't leave us alone," added the other Tannen man, who was obviously Griff, "I think we'll kill one of the girls. How'd you like that?"

"You wouldn't dare!" shouted Doc Ten, angrily.

As George looked around the bus, he noticed that every single occupant looked more than a little disgusted.

"I'll give you the count of ten to leave us alone," threatened Griff. "If you're still here after I count to ten, than you can say 'bye-bye' to one of the girls. One..."

Quick as a flash, Doc Three shut the bus door - as George, his twin, and some of their counterparts stepped back.

"We will need a better plan," Doc Three replied, sighing. "I'm sorry, guys. I really feel as if..."

"It's not your fault, Three," Doc Ten commented, softly. "I understand that we rather couldn't take the risk."

George simply looked out, as he heard three sonic booms. The train disappeared, as it left two fire trails behind.

"It looks like he landed in PF #47," Doc Three commented, quietly - as he glanced at his time tracker. "It looks like another one of our worlds. One, why don't you serve up the food for our new team members? I quite think it's about time we leave, as well. Perhaps, in that world, we can..."

George sighed, as he and his twin sat on one of the bus seats. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so helpless, as well as hopeless.

"That's a good idea," agreed Doc One, as he began to scoop some stuffed shells onto a plate.

George sighed, as he realized that the food looked so good. He didn't exactly feel like eating, though. He swallowed, as the bus sped up. Before he knew it, he heard three more sonic booms. With that, the time bus departed from the Twin Pines Universe.