June 20, 1968
3:00 PM PDT
Clint Eastwood Universe
Emily Brown really began to feel nervous, as Doc Two took the controls. While she did know about time travel, she never actually went on a time travel trip - and she wasn't as familiar with the concept of other worlds. The closest she knew about the concept, was how her elder brothers and her parents quite remembered having a second life.
In fact, her father even knew just what lead to the creation of this world - and it was an event that still haunted him. For the longest time, Jules and Verne simply assumed that their recollections of other lives was mere dreams - which had to be confusion.
"I wish we had some food to offer you," commented Mike H Eighteen, "but we finished up what we had left, not long ago. It's a great thing this actually seems to be our final destination. Since we're now down two bullies, do you think Cliff would really think..."
"To be honest, I am not completely sure," replied Teen Marty, shrugging. "Cliff never really seemed to be the kind of person to care about others besides himself, and I do think that might apply even to his fellow lackeys. As such, we simply don't want to be too quick to assume that the chase is over. I hate to be a pessimist, but this is so..."
"I do totally understand," Emily replied, gently. With a sudden gasp, she asked, "Hey, what about the twins? We didn't just leave them alone, did we? I mean, after we..."
"Don't worry," Lorraine replied, softly. "My mom opted to watch the twins, as she felt that I should recover from my pregnancy. The twins are a blessing, but it was a..."
"Phew, that's quite a relief!" breathed Emily. "Your mother definitely looks out for you. Granted, she rather does have a tendency to lecture - but she is not as uptight as her husband is. He didn't even want Sally listening to heavy metal, just because she's..."
"... a girl," finished Lorraine, softly. "Yeah, he always was so gung-ho on the concept of gender roles - despite how progressive our society has really become. As for Mom, her lectures used to annoy me. Being a mom myself, though - I really am beginning to understand where she was coming from, even if I might not quite agree with..."
"Say, guys, could we please not lose focus here?" Marty Emmett asked, with a hint of irritation. "So, in other words, even if we hadn't actually been in time to stop Cliff and Amy - the twins would've been safe? I quite doubt they would've known where to..."
"That's correct," replied Lorraine, softly. "Still, it's a good thing that you did manage to stop them. Anyhow, I'm simply gonna have to get some more secure locks. Lately, our budget has been a little tight - but the safety of our children is first and foremost."
"I'm really still confused by what's going on here," Connor commented. "So, where are we going? I can hardly believe that we're being surrounded by a bunch of strangers. I haven't even spent that much physical time with Todd and Brent - considering how..."
"I was thinking that we should head back to Hill Valley Park," explained Doc Two, "and see if we can track down..."
Just then, Emily's cell phone rang. Emily pulled it out of her pocket, and went to check the caller ID. She saw that it her boyfriend, Alex Eastwood. She sure felt nervous, as she wondered what he wanted. After all, this was certainly a very bad time for her to be engaging in small talk with Alex.
"Well, I have a call to take," announced Emily. She clicked on the "Talk" button, as she added, "Yo, Alex. How's it hanging?"
"Fine, fine" Alex said, seeming to be somewhat nervous. "Listen, Emily, I've got to tell you something. As I was walking outside of the town, I saw a train of some sort, and it had crashed into a tree. As I walked up to it, I saw someone who looked like a younger version of Biff Tannen... but he had bionic implants. I then..."
"Let me guess" Emily said, as she felt very shocked, but also happy. "You managed to take him out, and then you went in - and you saw a lot of girls, who were all captured?"
"Yeah!" Alex said, with some relief, but also with apparent astonishment. "How did you know?"
"I met up with their friends" Emily replied. "Apparently, they've been chasing these bad guys for twenty-one universes by now - ours being the twenty-second. We managed to stop Cliff Tannen from capturing us, and we sure managed to get baby Marty into safety, too. However, in the process, we had to tell George and Lorraine McFly about the time machine."
"Which I still think of as confusing" George said. "I can't believe it. Calvin Klein... my best friend, back then... is my son?"
"Ssh" Emily said. "No offence, but I'm trying to talk to Alex. Now, what did you say? I didn't hear it."
"I asked whether you've managed to take out the villains" Alex said. "Apparently, there were six of them - but right here, these Charlie fellows were already out - those idiots just ran into a tree branch when exiting - but Griff was still okay. I managed to take him out too, and shrink them all."
"That's great!" Emily exclaimed, excited. "I did the same to Xiff Tannen, and later to Amy Needles. Looks like Cliff Tannen really is the only enemy left."
As she then looked around, she heard sighs of relief around her. However, looks of confusion were apparent, too.
"Well, I have to go" she announced. "My friends here would like to know what's going on - and I suppose that we're safe now. For the time being, as we still have to take out Cliff, but at least the girls are freed, and I can imagine that the Dr. Brown's can't wait to see them again. Why don't you and the girls head over to, um, let's see... Doctor Von Braun's house, as we do the same? It's his counterparts involved in this, after all."
"Doctor Von Braun?" Doc Two repeated.
"I'll tell you later" Emily said. "Yeah, see you there. Bye, Alex." She stuck the phone back in her pocket. "Well, it looks like the girls are safe."
"Finally" Doc One said, letting out a sigh of relief. "How did your boyfriend manage that?"
"Well," Emily began, "Alex was actually just walking around, as he saw the train, crashed into a tree, and he then met up with Griff..."
"THOSE BASTARDS CRASHED MY TRAIN?"
Doc Three was furious. "My poor train! First the girls, and then my poor train! When I'll find Cliff, he won't be happy!"
"You gamble he won't be!" Marty Senior Seventeen exclaimed. "I wanted to conduct research on that! Those awful Tannen, Needles, Winfred and Penwell descendants one generation removed from a male and female human engaged in an illegitimate relationship!"
"What the hell are you talking about?" demanded Marty Emmett. "No offence, but I... Could you please repeat that to us, in English?"
"He meant 'bastards', which those bullies definitely are," explained Marty Einstein.
"So, uh, I guess I'm supposed to... go to my younger counterpart's place?" asked Doc Two. "So, uh, where does he live?"
"He lives on John Wayne Eastwood Drive," explained Emily, "which is, uh, a block past Maple - on the east end of town. He lives in a big mansion."
"Fascinating!" cried Doc '87. "In more than one way. I'm gonna hazard a guess that... that John F Kennedy hasn't been assassinated, in this reality?"
"Are you kidding!" gasped Emily, as she could hardly believe what she heard. "In fact, he happens to be alive and well - and he's currently serving his second term as the US president. Why would anyone sure wish to assassinate... Oh, come to think of it, I do think I remember... Well, my dad did tell me a little about the history in..."
"Gee, this world keeps on looking more appealing," muttered Teen Marty. "In a way, I would like for us to settle in this world."
"You can't, Dad!" cried out Marty Jr One. "Just think of how that would... jeopardize my existence. As well as that of Marly - and, for that matter, your older self..."
"Oh, duh!" gasped Teen Marty, as he slapped his right palm to his forehead. "I cannot believe that I almost... Well, I'm so happy that the girls have been rescued."
"Currently, five bullies are out for the count," Marty Jr Three commented. "I suppose this leaves us with Cliff, and we... Well, we've got him out-numbered!"
"That's right," replied Marty Jr Two. "With Emily's boyfriend rescuing the girls... they'd all be able to take on Cliff. Phew! I feel so relieved!"
"This is real good news," agreed Doc '87. "Anyway, it's not just the street's name that took me by surprise. It's also the fact that... my mansion is still standing."
"Great Scott!" gasped Doc Three. "You're right. I accidentally burnt down my mansion in 1962. Now, has this happened in all of our worlds?"
Emily felt rather shocked, as all of the Docs - except for Emmett Seventeen and Doc Eight - nodded. Now that she thought of it, she wondered why Emmett Seventeen's name tag was different from the others. After all, shouldn't it be "Doc Seventeen"?
"Even though it's still the middle of in the afternoon," commented Doc Two, "I guess... I guess you all are feel exhausted, right? Well, except for maybe the newcomers."
"Yeah, I'm not that tired," replied Todd K, "but I can imagine that the ones who joined earlier in the trip would be."
"I'm not that tired, myself," added Marty Emmett. "After all, I joined only three worlds ago - and it was early in the afternoon. So, for us, it's probably about supper time."
"Actually, I'm feeling a bit tired," commented Marty Jr Eighteen. "I only came from one world before that of Marty Emmett and company, but it happened to be early evening - when we joined the group."
"And the rest of us are exhausted" Marty Junior Eleven said. "And I'm even from world eleven... but still, it's been some while since we first got on this bus. This is just so strange. I've rarely ever felt exhausted in the afternoon before."
"I suppose that you got less time travel, then" Marty Junior One said. "Which is imaginable, if you really are from a world where the relationship between your Dad and Doc Brown was strained."
"Yeah, I guess so" Marty Junior Eleven said. "Doc was a little hesitant to lend me the DeLorean at first - more than with all of you, I think. In fact, he was even scared to let me travel in it, when there were others with me, as he was afraid that I'd end up doing the same thing my father did."
Doc Eleven sighed, and gave his friend a pat on the back. "Sorry, Marty" he said. "I guess that I was a little too paranoid back then. But lucky for me, my beloved Susan helped me get rid of that." He turned to his wife, gave her a loving smile and kissed her.
Lorraine shook her head. "You know, this is strange" she said. "Seeing you married. Seeing all these teenaged boys who are... my grandchildren! And I'm only thirty!" She sighed. "You know, time travel is really strange."
"Believe me, mom, I know" TeenMarty said. "In our world, we never told you, mostly because I'd know you'd be freaked out. And Dad probably as well, even though it would be a little less with him."
"That brings up a good question, though" his son said. "How many of Dad did, in fact, tell their parents?"
"Dad didn't tell them in our universe" Marty Junior Two said. "It never came up, according to him. Telling uncle Calvin probably would be the same thing, though, because how uncle Cal was created and all... however his Mom and Dad didn't think it was weird."
"I didn't tell them in our world either" Marty Senior Three said.
"Same here" Marty Junior Four announced. "Like Two said, it never came up."
"In our world, it did" Marty Senior Five said. "I told my parents. It was necessary in order for Junior to have a place to stay when he was stuck in the '80s."
"Same here, even though with us, it was because we were kind of stuck with two Marty Senior's" Doc Six nodded.
"Three of them here" Michael Brown said. "Still the same basic thing, though."
"I didn't tell Lorr - Mom in our world" Calvin Nine said. "I'm not sure whether you'd want to know the reason, though." He looked at Lorraine, a bit uneasy.
Lorraine frowned. "What do you mean?"
"I - I don't think you want to know" Calvin Eight said. "I told you, by the way, since I was stuck in the '50s - Calvin Nine, you skipped my turn."
"Sorry" Calvin Nine apologised. "I guess I was busy with other things."
"Stuck in the '50s?" George said. "What happened in Nine's world, then? Tell us. If you're really a version of our son, then you should be able to tell us whatever is on your mind."
Calvin Nine sighed. "All right, then" he said, turning to Lorraine. "In our world, I'm married to you."
"WHAT?" Lorraine gasped.
"I'm afraid it's true, uh, Grandma," Marty K Jr replied, nervously. "Of course, when your dad hit him with a car, he came down with amnesia. As a result, he didn't know you were his mother - until a few months later. By then, he had already acclimated to being stuck in the 1950s - along with... being your boyfriend."
"I can't believe this!" Lorraine muttered, sighing. "Well, I'm not sure if I even want to know anything more."
"So, uh, what about me?" asked George, quietly. "Does that mean that I never... get married? I know, for a long time, I was pretty much of a... a loser."
"Actually, Grandpa, you do get married," replied Vincent. "You married a girl... named Annie Derringer - and you two are... my grandparents."
"Well, that's a relief," breathed George.
"Pardon me?" Lorraine asked, with a hint of irritation.
"Well, I just meant..." George stammered. "Come to think of you, the very idea of me marrying someone else does creep me out, a little. Still, I just meant that I'd hate to think of my other being becoming an old bachelor."
"I guess I see your point," Lorraine replied, softly. "I'm sorry for how I reacted. Well, let's get on with it."
"In our universe, you do know," explained Marty Sr Ten, "but it's not because Doc or I told you. It was because of your friend, uh, Celeste."
"Who the hell is Celeste?" gasped Lorraine. "I can't say that the name rings a bell to me."
"It might be best not to get into it," Marty Sr Ten continued, nervously. "In short, in our world, I never went back to 1955 - so you and Dad..."
"... are not as happily married?" guessed Lorraine.
"Pretty much, yeah," replied Marty Sr Ten. "Even though, eventually, you and Dad do manage to turn your lives around - and Dad managed to stand up to Biff, for once and for all."
"That's good to hear, I suppose," replied George. "Even though, the idea of being miserable for another thirty years just... Well, let's get on with it."
"In our world, you don't know," explained Marty Sr Eleven. "Even though you and Dad were more than a little curious by how I became so rich so fast."
"In our world, you don't," added Marty Sr Twelve. "Just never came up, I guess."
"Even as of 2045, in our world," added Marty Sr Thirteen One, "you guys still don't know. Unlike most of the others here, we're from 2045 - instead of 2015. After the whole mess we had endured in 2015, we decided that you were just better off not knowing."
"That's why we look like the Calvin Kleins," added Marty Sr Thirteen Two. "I guess you are wondering why there are two of us, but... We can get into that, a little later."
"Yeah, I suppose you're right," Lorraine replied. "Even though, I am quite curious - as well as why two other worlds have multiple versions of you."
"Believe me, Mom," replied Marty Sr Thirteen One, "the stories do happen to be very similar. Well, let's go on."
"In our world, you don't know," replied Marty Jr Fourteen. "Dad didn't come with us, but I'm guessing that... he was uncertain of how you'd take it."
"Ditto for our world," added Marty Jr Fifteen. "Even though Mom's parents know."
"Due to me moving a hundred years into the future," added Clara N. "As Jennifer and I looked identical, I had assumed the identity of her twin."
"Interesting," muttered Lorraine.
"In our world, you don't," explained Marty Sr Sixteen. "Never came up."
"In our dimension," explained Marty Sr Seventeen, "I informed you, back in 1955. It's a diminutive complicated, but..."
"We came from a world where the intelligence levels of Dad and Emmett were transposed," added Marty Einstein. "That's why he uses such complicated language."
"Interesting," muttered George. "Makes me wonder if there's a world where... where I was naturally born confident."
"Oh, I'm sure that a few might exist," replied Marty Sr One.
"In our world, we never told you," added Marty Sr Eighteen. "Never came up."
"Ditto for our world," added Calvin M Nineteen. "Although, you were curious about why... why I thought I was my older brother. Even though, in the original timeline, I was Martin Seamus McFly... Well, in the new timeline, you saw fit to call my older brother Marty - while you called me Calvin."
"Interesting, indeed," replied Lorraine. "I mean, I opted to name the twins Martin and Calvin." After a brief pause, she added, "Say, I just thought of something. What if I named the person who is supposed to be you 'Calvin', while I named your twin 'Martin'? This would be a bit..."
"I have a hunch that that didn't happen," replied Alex J. "You see, I'm also from a world where Marty McFly Sr has a twin - and his name is Calvin. In fact, he's my dad."
"Ditto for our world," added Alex K. "Well, except that his name is Arthur - rather than Calvin."
Emily swallowed, as she could hardly believe everything that she was hearing.
"This is just so strange, you know" George said. "I still can't believe that time travel is real - but I suppose that Lorraine can't, either. Well, let's get on with this. "So, Emily, you said that we're supposed to meet those girls at Dr. Von Braun's mansion?"
"Yeah, that's right" Emily said. "I figured that we could meet up there. Maybe then, we could come up with a plan as to what we should do against Cliff."
"Yeah, I don't think any of us could live with the thought that Cliff is still able to wreck this universe" Marty Jr Fourteen said, sighing. "Especially considering that your Alex probably left the time train behind."
Emily slapped herself on the forehead. "I didn't even think of that" he said. "Stupid of me. I should've told him that."
"It's not that important, yet" Doc Two said, smiling gently. "Well, it is, but there are more important things that matter right now. Like flying over to my other self's house. Although I'm still kind of confused why his name is Von Braun. But I guess that we'll find out, there."
"You bet you will" Emily said, with a smirk. "You'll be really surprised."
"Then I'm looking forwards to it" Doc One said. "Well, kind of." He checked the outside. "And it looks like we're close."
Emily smiled faintly, as the time train moved into John Wayne Eastwood Drive. Soon, this mess, which had taken for her new allies far too long, would finally end. She was looking forward to it a lot.
oooooooo
Cliff Tannen growled, as he was walking - or, more accurately, running - through the forests of Hill Valley. He didn't have anything against forests, but now, all these branches were causing him to slow down, as he had to make sure he wouldn't trip on one of them.
The bully turned around for a moment, and breathed a sigh of relief as he noticed that he wasn't being chased. Probably, his enemies had given up. Well, at least for now. He didn't doubt that, within moments, they'd come after him again. He growled angrily.
How could it have gone wrong? Just about two hours ago, he was with all his allies, and going through one more dimension where he was having fun humiliating their enemies, who didn't have the slightest chance at catching him. Now, he was in constant danger, all his allies except Griff - maybe, although with his bad luck, there was probably someone who'd come accross his final ally as well - lost and no time machine nearby, he had lost all chances at winning this 'game'.
Cliff sighed. How could he possibly lose? He was a Tannen. Tannen's were supposed to be superior, and they couldn't lose like this. He felt himself ashamed that he'd let go of the control so easy. The Browns would grab the first chance to catch him, and then, it'd be done with his dreams of riches and power. He'd be brain-washed some way or another, but probably not after his enemies had beat him up good. He knew they'd do that... they had been angry enough for it when he was still in the train, and now, they had the chance. They'd kick him, yell at him and punch him till he was unconscious. He just knew they would.
Those stupid girls he thought, as he started walking towards the place the time train should still be. Would probably not still be. He didn't know nor care anymore. Instead, he went on with his thoughts. If those girls had just liked me, no one would've provoked me like the way Crackpot Brown did when he caused me to crash. Why couldn't they just like me? Couldn't they see that dating me would bring them a lot more good things than dating those stupid McFly's? Cliff shook his head. They're the same. I shouldn't have considered going lenient on them trying to convince them to love me. I enjoyed those kisses I got from the girls, but they still haven't fallen in love with me. And they won't either. Ever.
As Cliff was thinking this, he suddenly heard some familiar noises. A slap against the face. A soft cry of pain. And then, a voice, a very familiar voice...
"Hey butthead, if you don't give me your money right now, I'm going to beat you up for today and for forever!"
"But I don't have any!"
Another slap. "You stupid McFly!"
Cliff looked at the scene in amazement. Down below was Dave McFly. But the person slapping him was more familiar, it was him, it was himself, Cliff Tannen aged 5. A smile slid across his face as he finished being shocked at seeing himself. He walked up to his younger self and tapped him on the shoulder.
The all-too-familiar face - Cliff could move his own head out of the way just in time - turned towards him. "What's the matter?"
"I see that you're bullying that McFly boy" he said, casually.
"Please help me, mister!" Dave pleaded. "Get Cliff away from me!"
Young Cliff ignored his victim. "Have you got a problem with that?" he said, glaring at his older self.
Old Cliff grinned at his younger self being rude. Ah, this was how he loved himself. "Of course not" he said, with a smirk. To illustrate, he gave Dave a kick against his leg. The young boy doubled over in pain.
Young Cliff frowned at him, not used to older people actually agreeing with him. "You know, you kinda look familiar. Are you related to us or somethin'?"
"Yeah, I am" Old Cliff lied. "I'm a cousin of your Dad."
"Dad ain't got any cousins."
"Well, I am one, butthead, and if you don't want my help, I'm leaving" Old Cliff said, a little angry. His younger self was finally getting a chance to beat up Dave McFly, and now, he didn't want his older self's help? "But I'm taking that McFly boy with me. If I can't do anything else, I'll at least have the satisfaction of having hurt a McFly." At least that was completely honest.
Young Cliff smiled at him, obviously admiring his father's 'cousin'. "Go ahead and help" he said, pushing Dave in Old Cliff's direction.
Old Cliff smirked as he looked at the crying McFly boy. This was almost too easy. Then again, so would've been killing young Marty, if he hadn't been helped by his parents and those stupid McFly's and Browns that were chasing him. Enough of that, though. Old Cliff then concentrated on Dave, and was about to kick the boy hard when he detected a noise coming closer. Footsteps. An awful lot of footsteps.
As Old Cliff turned, he caught sight of all the girls that he captured - as they were being led by one of the Marty McFly buttheads. Senior or Junior, did it really matter?
I should've expected that, Cliff thought, angrily. One thing he was still baffled by, though, was how the Marty McFly butthead managed to take out Griff - with his bionic implants and all.
Suddenly, he had an idea. He roughly yanked the still crying Dave from the ground, as he made his way towards the group. The younger Cliff, apparently out of curiosity, also joined him - as well as the other young boy. It was probably the Collins butthead - who, incidentally enough, happened to be the son of the person that his father used to bully.
Those butthead Collins are just like those butthead McFlys, mused Cliff. He was glad that the young Collins butthead decided to come along. Without a doubt, he was hoping to rescue his best friend - and, in fact, his only friend. It'd simply be more leverage for him to use against the girls.
"Well! Well! Well!" smirked Cliff. "If it isn't the butthead, Marty McFly! Tell me, are you Senior or Junior."
"Neither!" snapped the McFly boy. "Why the hell are you bothering Dave for? Look, these girls told me all about you. You must be the older Cliff Tannen, right?"
"What the hell nonsense are you sputtering?" demanded the younger Cliff. "He might look a little like me and Dad - but that doesn't mean he's me, dummy!"
"Oh yes, he is" the McFly boy replied. "That man is Cliff Tannen, whether you wanna admit it or not. He's your older self... ah, who cares." He looked at Cliff. "Leave Dave McFly alone."
"Why should I?" Cliff said, smirking. "You didn't leave me alone. You took those girls that I did my best for to capture. Now, why don't you make like a tree..."
The McFly boy growled. "I don't mind shrinking Dave" he said, raising his shrinking device. "At least we can let him grow back to his normal size."
That was something that Cliff hadn't thought off. He turned around and ran away, holding Dave, into the forest, as the McFly and the girls were close by, shooting some shrink waves at him, which he managed to avoid.
"You ain't going to get away with this, you know!" Marlene's voice shouted. "We're finally free, and we ain't going to let you hurt Dave!"
"Oh, aren't you?" Cliff replied, racing through the forest. He looked back, and that wasn't really smart, as he stumbled and fell down into a small, dry pit. He stumbled back to his feet, and then looked at the McFly boy catching up to him.
"Prepare to shrink, Tannen" The McFly boy said, with a smug smile.
"Prepare to see a relative die, McFly" Cliff said back, producing a knife and putting it on Dave's heart. Dave shrieked and knelt down a little, horrified and terrified of the knife, as the girls backed off, shocked.
"You wouldn't" a Marlene said.
Cliff started to laugh. "Why, of course I would!" he exclaimed. "Haven't you realised this by now? I shan't stop. Not until all the power in the world is mine - as it rightfully should be."
As he then looked around, he noticed their rescuer missing. "Hey, where's your..."
As he was saying this, he was hit on the back of his head by someone's fist. He went down, glancing at the McFly's smug smile as the boy reached out with his shrinking device and put it on. As Cliff was hit by the device shooting at him, he couldn't help but watch as the McFly boy grew to enormous proportions, towering over him easily. As the fifty-feet-tall McFly then reached down to take Cliff along with him, the bully lost consciousness.
oooooooooo
Alex Eastwood breathed a sigh of relief, as he picked up Cliff Tannen, who seemed to be unconscious - but even if he wasn't, he wouldn't hurt anyone anymore.
"Bravo, Alex!" exclaimed Marlene Three, as the girls were now all wearing name tags. "So, I guess that's all of them?"
"From the looks of it, yes," Alex replied, quietly. "Emily has managed to defeat Xiff and Amy, so..." With that, he dropped the miniature Cliff into an envelope.
"What's going on here?" asked Dave, confused. "Why do so many of these girls look alike?"
Just then, a voice was heard calling out, "Norman! David! Where are you?"
"You boys better run back home," suggested Alex. "Your mom is calling for you, and she sounds worried."
"Are you sure that's a good idea, though?" asked Harmony One. "He just had the fright of his life, and it wouldn't be fair of us to..."
"I suppose you're right," Alex replied, softly. "Well, boys, how would you feel about visiting Dr. Von Braun's mansion?"
"Do I have to walk far?" asked Dave.
"We'll carry you," suggested Suzy Three. "It's not too far from here, from what Alex said - but... We could take turns carrying you."
"Norman! David!" called out Irene Collins. "Where are you?"
"We'd better get going," suggested Alex, nervously, "before Mrs. Collins finds us."
"That sounds like a good idea," agreed Kelly, as she lifted up Dave. Soothingly, she added, "Everything will be okay, dear."
"Right, we'd better," added Melissa, as she lifted up Norman.
With that, Alex lead the girls a little deeper into the forest. After all, he really couldn't run the risk of encountering some more people.
"Alex, what is it like to die?" Dave asked, fearfully.
Alex felt sorry for the boy, who had to be confronted with near-death in such a way. "It's not very nice" he said, unsure how to bring the news. "It's not going to happen, though. Cliff is gone now and, uh, the older guy is also unconscious."
"How did you manage to shrink him like that?" Dave asked, stunned. "I mean, we do have many things now - but you can't shrink people."
"Well," Alex said, swallowing, "it's something that Dr. Christopher Brown invented. He's a good friend of my great-grandparents, so I got to use it. It's a secret device, though."
"Oh, cool!" Norman exclaimed. "I like secrets. Do you guys like secrets? I think I like secrets."
Marlene Three smirked. "It's obvious who his father is" she said. "Norman Collins, huh?"
"Yep, that's my name" Norman said. "It's my name. What's your name?"
"Marlene" Marlene told him. "Mc - uh... Mc..."
"McRoss" Mallory suggested.
"McRoss" Marlene agreed, giving Mallory a grateful smile. Obviously, Marlene didn't want Dave to get too much information just yet. Alex could understand that, so he didn't say anything about it and instead, they walked on.
"You needn't worry, Dave," Kelly commented, soothingly. "You're safe with us. I know you don't know who we are, but I assume that you know Alex."
"Yes, he sure does," replied Alex, as he flashed a lopsided smile. "We're friends of the family - and, in fact, I sometimes watch over Dave and Linda. I'm sure looking forward to meeting the McFly twins, as well. I wonder what childbirth was like for Mrs. McFly."
"Goodness, I simply can't even began to fathom it," muttered Jennifer P. "Although, in this highly advanced society, it might be... Well, it's very good to know that I won't be giving birth to twins."
"I was happy to find out that the twins would both be boys," commented Dave. "Not that I have anything against girls. In fact, I'm good friends with Jessica Holtz. Still, it would seem... I wonder what it's like to have a twin."
"My cousin, Becky, is much fun to be around," Norman commented, cheerfully. "She is twelve years old, and she quite rather enjoys trippy psychedelic rock. I also like Uncle Lenny and Aunt Mary. Uncle Lenny is always so jolly to be around."
"Wow!" gasped Dave. "Your relatives sound totally awesome. I rather like most of my relatives, too. Grandpa Sam sure scares me, though. He yells at me, because I like to read - and also because I don't care much for sports."
"I'm not much into sports, myself," Alex replied, gently. With a wide smile, he added, "Well, troop, we are almost there! I can see Dr. Von Braun's mansion."
"I really could get some much needed sleep," Jennifer P commented, yawning. "I was the very first girl to be captured, and..."
"I can't say that I'm too tired," commented Melissa. "But, then again, I was one of the last three girls to be captured. I can just imagine that you who were on the trip longer much tired much be dead exhausted, though."
"I'm also rather hungry," groaned Maria Five. "Those eclairs and doughnut holes were not very filling. I need something a little more substantial."
"I know what you mean," added Julia Belle. "Right now, I could go for stuffed shells - along with garlic bread."
"Or pizza," added Julie. "With extra cheese on it. Anyway, I think it's so strange that we have a Julie and a Julia here."
"Then there's also Marie and several Marias," added Marie. "Even I'm started to feel quite tired, and I was only captured five worlds ago."
"It is so disappointing," grumbled Stephanie Nineteen. "I was looking rather forward to spending a nice romantic evening with Marty, and those bullies..."
"I think we all just feel that way," pointed out Stephanie Two. "Hell, I'm sure that even the Suzys, the Harmonys, and Susan feel that way - even though it's not a such a major anniversary for them."
"I'm still so confused by what's going on here," Amy added, sighing. "Say, Alex, I sure hope that you... that you don't think I'm bad, just because..."
"Well, seeing as I really don't know you or the other Amy," commented Alex, "it's be a little unjust for me to pass judgement. Seeing as you were captured, though - I really do think... Well, you seem to me like a decent young woman."
"I just hope I don't get fired from my job," muttered Amy. "I was on my lunch break, when I was captured - and..."
"And the Amy of our world had her bank account emptied," added Marlene Ten. "I couldn't help but hear the bad Amy chuckling about it."
"That's simply awful!" gasped Amy. "Well, I do remember the bad me mentioning that she should've also cleaned out my account. My sympathy goes out to her."
"What are you guys talking about?" asked Dave, confused.
"Well, actually, Dave" Suzy Five said, "It's kind of confusing. We'd be better off telling you later."
"Um, okay" Dave said, astonished, but somewhat understanding. "That's okay, I guess."
Dave, Alex, Norman and the girls then walked up to the Von Braun mansion. As they then walked past the garage, though, they heard some noises from there, and Alex recognised Dr. Von Braun's voice.
"Well, it sounds like they're in the garage" he said. "You want me to knock?"
"All right" Jennifer P said. "I'd love to get to a nice place to rest again."
"Agreed" Harmony One said. "I can't stand on my feet for much longer."
Alex gave the girls a look of sympathy, as he figured that they'd gone through a lot. He then moved forwards, and knocked on the door of the garage. He wondered what Dr. Von Braun, Dr. Eastwood - who was his own great-grandfather, for that matter - and Dr. Brown would think about this. Probably, they'd really be surprised.
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Dr. Clint Calvin Eastwood was feeling quite optimistic, as he was working on the invention that he was planning to introduce to the world sometime next autumn. However the invention was quite easy, he still couldn't concentrate on it all too well, as he couldn't help but think of his younger self, who was on the verge of being born - and of himself. Today was his birthday, after all, the day he finally turned hundred. Granted, his official 100th birthday had been in 1964, and with his temporal travels, the real date was probably somewhere in-between. Still, today was a very important day, even if it was just for the birth of his other self.
"How are you doing here, Doc?" asked Dr. Emmett Lathrop Von Braun, addressing him by the nickname that he's been using from the age of five.
"You seem to be a little, uh, deep in thought," added Dr. Christopher Lloyd Brown. "It really must be rather hard for you concentrate on your project, considering how your younger self is... A long time age... in the future... you were Martin Seamus McFly."
"It sure seems strange to believe that this is the day," replied Clint, sighing. "It simply seems like ages. Then again, I suppose it was ages. When I was stuck in 1885, I said that I was 21 years old - so that I could purchase a homestead. I figured that I'd be able to pull it off, considering how Michael J Fox..."
"Ah, the futuristic actor," replied Emmett, smiling. "I wonder if it's really gonna be hard for him to... to rather compete against your grandson. Mike Eastwood also became an actor, so I can imagine that it'd be a little tough for this Michael J Fox fellow to..."
"I do see what you mean," Clint replied, softly. "He was about seven years older than me, though - but looked not any older. So, as such, that sure would still work towards his advantage. After all, we quite do still have laws about child actors - and how much they could work. At any rate, that was why I figured I could pose as 21 years old."
"I remember when Mike co-starred with Shirley Temple," Chris commented, fondly. "It was a very successful flick, and Shirley's career lasted far longer. They were sixteen, and they played a couple. There quite was a lot of chemistry between them. Then, in another flick, he co-starred with Judy Garland. It was also a success. Man, it..."
"Yeah, both movies were totally awesome!" gushed Clint. "It was just a strange sight, at first - seeing Judy Garland as an aspiring rock star. Still, it simply turned out to be a very interesting sight. I'm amazed that she ended up with the same stage name..."
"It is interesting," agreed Chris. "I also have a good feeling that, next year, she is not going to meet a fatal tragedy. After all, Marilyn Monroe is still alive - and she's just..."
"No offence, guys," interjected Emmett, "but you two are beginning to freak me out. I understand that you like to reminisce about the old timeline, but..."
"Sorry, Emmett," muttered Clint. "Still, I think it's cool to compare the timelines. I'm so happy that John F Kennedy is serving his second term as the US President. This quite is fascinating. This timeline really doesn't even know about Martin Luther King, but..."
"That's really because of the Equal Rights Amendment that was passed at the turn of the century," explained Chris. "Thus, the Martin Luther King of this timeline really had nothing to fight for. It's quite a safe bet that he also won't be getting assassinated."
"Now, you guys are rather depressing me," groaned Emmett. "Why don't we just talk about our family? I still have a little tough time believing that one of you is... an older version of me. Although, I quite was the one to make the time travel trips - while Doc elected to stay behind. At least, it really gives me a lot of hope - knowing that I'm..."
"I've simply had dreams about the other timeline," Clint explained, softly. "I mean, the one where I was married to Clara Clayton. Still, it never quite affected my relationship with Claudia - formerly Jennifer Parker. After all, there wasn't any real romance..."
"I should hope not," replied Chris, emphatically. "I mean, Clara sure happens to be my soul mate - and I... I guess it was really more for the sake of convenience, though."
"Apparently so," replied Clint. "In fact, it was probably why my other self sure elected to stay behind. He had figured that, as soon as you returned to 1935, it would be the future of the timeline where I married Claudia... Jennifer... as opposed to..."
"Do you guys hear something?" interjected Emmett. "Listen real closely, okay? It really sounds like a bunch of footsteps outside of our garage. What do you think it could be? I hate to sound paranoid, but I just..."
"You're right!" gasped Clint, as he leaned his head against the garage door. "I sure do hope we don't have a bunch of trespassers. That's sure about the last thing we need, right now."
"Well, there's only one way for us to find out," pointed out Emmett. However, just as he was about to open the garage door - there was a loud knock on the door.
Clint swallowed, as Emmett opened the door. He saw his great-grandson, Alex - along with an army of girls, many of who looked identical. He wondered what was going on.
"What's going on here, Alex?" asked Clint, as he stepped outside. Chris and Emmett followed him. He was taken aback to see that three of the girls resembled a younger version of his wife. There were also many who quite looked like a younger version of his daughter, Marie. Then he noticed two who resembled a younger version of Olivia Theissen, the wife of Jules Brown. In addition, he saw many who simply looked like a younger version of Ida Weston - who was married to his younger son, John Wayne.
He then noticed that some others still resembled Marlene Paradise, who his wife used to be very close to. He smiled, as he recalled the day he encountered young Marlene - along with Josie, who was his wife's mother. He and his wife simply went to see The Beatles in Candlestick Park, nearly two years ago. Alex had also attended the show - as well as with his girlfriend, Emily Brown. Marlene and Josie sat just in front of them, and they were friendly. Indeed, the sisters just seemed to have a close relationship.
As Clint took an even closer look - he noticed that some of the girls also bore a strong resemblance to Emily Clayton. However, their hair just happened to be a much lighter colour - with varying shades of blondish-brown.
Then, last of all, he noticed that two other girls sure resembled a younger version of his mother: Lorraine Baines McFly. Indeed, there were only a handful of girls that he found to look absolutely unfamiliar.
Suddenly, to his shock, he saw that David McFly and Norman Collins were also a part of the group. He sure wondered what was going on, and just how his older brother - along with his older brother's best friend - ended up getting involved.
As if what he saw wasn't shocking enough, he saw a hover-bus pulling up. Of course, hover-buses weren't exactly uncommon - but it was the very fact that it happened to be descending towards Dr. Emmett Von Braun's mansion! He sure felt quite confused, to say the least.
"What's going on here?" he asked, looking uncertain at the group.
"I could ask you the same" one of the girls who looked a lot like teen Marie said. "Who are you? Why do you look so much like Dad... in 1968?"
Clint frowned. "Well, if you want me to answer your second question, you'd have to tell me who your 'Dad' is, miss..."
"Marlene" the girl said. "Marlene McFly."
As Clint gasped about the surprising last name, he could see someone looking out of the window, staring at him shocked. It was his another version of his best friend, Christopher Brown!
"Great Scott!" he heard Christopher's other self proclaim. "What's going on here? Who are you?"
"That's a very good question" Clint said, trying to calm himself down as he walked up to the bus. "I could ask the same to you."
"My name is Dr. Emmett Lathrop Brown" Chris' other self said. "And yours?"
"Clint Calvin Eastwood."
"WHAT?"
"Uh, it used to be Martin Seamus McFly," replied Clint, nervously. As he glanced up, he saw a lot of young men who resembled Alex Eastwood. "Where are you from?"
"Would you believe that we are from another world?" replied the alternate Chris. Clint noticed that the name tag read "Doc Two". "Actually, from 21 other worlds. This quite happens to be world number 22, in fact - as we were chasing..."
"What are we waiting for, Doc?" asked one of the alternate Alexes, excitedly. "This is the moment we've been waiting for! Why don't we rush out and greet the girls?"
"I understand that you're all feeling excited," Clint replied, softly. As he glanced back towards the mansion, and saw Alex leading the girls inside. "I mean, it's very obvious that you had a long trip. First things first. Who are all of you, exactly?"
"My name's Martin Seamus McFly Jr," explained Marty Jr Four. "I guess I'm actually an alternate version of your son. We quite came here from the year 2017. I was born on June 17 of 1998."
"I can hardly believe this!" gasped Clint. "My son, Emmett Martin Eastwood, was born on that very same day - but exactly a hundred years earlier. Was your sister born on August 25 of 1997?"
"That's correct," replied Marty Jr Four. "I'm guessing that your our daughter was born on that day, but in 1897?"
"That's correct," replied Clint. "Do you have a brother who was born on July 3 of 2008?"
"Uh, no," replied Marty Jr Four. "I have another sister, though - born April 6 of 1999."
"He's quite the only one of us to have a second sister," added Marty Jr One. "Most of us have just one, an older sister named Marlene."
"In our world, her name is Marie Jennifer Eastwood," explained Clint. "We decided to name our daughter after the famous scientist, Marie Curie."
"In our world, her name's also Marie," explained Marty Einstein. "Marie Marlene McFly. My dad also named her after Marie Curie. He is a famous scientist and inventor, too."
"In our world," added Marty Emmett, "my name is Martin Emmett McFly. So, as such, I guess my counterparts' names are transposed."
"It's interesting to meet you," added a man who looked like Clint. "Your situation must be even worse than mine was. By the way, my name's Calvin Martin Klein."
"There are two of us, in fact," added another Clint look-alike. "So, are you responsible for the... highly advanced version of the 1960s?"
"That's right," replied Clint, blushing. "It was the only way I could survive with being stuck in the past. Initially, when Emmett brought Doc from 1885 to 1935 - he wasn't happy about it. However, he came to realize that the changes were harmless."
"I can quite understand that," commented Aaron Fifteen. Upon a close observation, Marty realized that he might be the son of Zach Nelson - who was his old best friend and bassist of The Pinheads. "So, anyway, who did you marry? Was it quite, by any chance, someone named Clara Parker?"
"Actually, no," replied Clint. "I just ended up marrying Jennifer Parker. To make a long story short, she was brought back into the past. She really had a hard time adjusting, as well - especially with her being an independent-minded woman, and all."
"Well, then, you're lucky," replied one of the Calvin Kleins. "I had to settle for my son marrying my former girlfriend. What is her alias?"
"Claudia Wells," replied Clint. "Of course, now it's Claudia Wells Eastwood. Well, after we get into the mansion, I can explain more to you about how the world came to be - and, in turn, you guys could tell us about your worlds."
"That sounds fine," replied Marty Jr Fourteen. "At any rate, you must miss listening to Huey Lewis and the News. I've brought Sports, Fore, and The Power of Love EP."
"How about Led Zeppelin?" added Marty Jr Fifteen. "I bet you missed hearing them. I brought the Mothership compilation. It contains your favourites: Black Dog, Nobody's Fault But Mine, and Whole Lotta Love - as well as that song that really makes both of us cry, Over the Hills and Far Away."
"This is actually awesome!" gasped Clint. "We've had rock and roll in our world, in fact, since the late twenties. The Beatles still exist - so, thus, there's really a possibility that Led Zeppelin will still exist. This is wonderful!"
"I also brought along some albums of your work," added Marty Jr Ten. "In most of our worlds, you ended up becoming a rock star. Did that happen with you, in..."
"Actually, my younger son was the one to introduce rock and roll to the world," Clint explained. "His name is John Wayne Eastwood, by the way."
"I also brought along albums of your work," added Marty Jr Five. "Say, we can simply just give you our albums." Marty Jrs Fourteen, Fifteen, and Ten nodded. "We always can buy some more albums, in our respective worlds. However, with you..."
"While we're at it," commented a woman named Julia, "we could give you the Back to the Future movie trilogy. You might be interested in..."
"How about the Teens In Time trilogy?" added Marty Jr Eleven.
"As well as the Mind Warped trilogy?" added Marty Jr Six.
"And, for that matter," commented a young man who sure looked like a young George McFly, Clint's father, "Brother Brent and My Family Trials?"
"Wow, guys, that sounds very awesome!" gasped Clint. He wasn't familiar with Back to the Future or Teens In Time. He was familiar with Mind Warped, but simply wasn't aware of any sequels. Granted, he rather wondered just how it was possible for the fictional movies from Mind Warped to exist. "Well, guys, let's go in - shall we?"
"That's a great idea," replied Teen Marty. "Well, I can hardly believe that you're me - but older. You don't really look a hundred, but that must be..."
"... rejuvenation surgery," finished Clint. As he stared at his much younger self, he could hardly believe how much Teen Marty resembled Alex. "Well, guys, let's go."
With that, Clint stepped off the bus. After that, Doc Two began to lead the occupants off the bus. He then saw that Emily Brown was also with the rescuers.
"I'm feeling hungry," commented Alex J, sighing. "A few mozzarella sticks and chickens wings isn't enough. Any chance of having a full-course meal with... with the girls?"
"Yes, I suppose that might be a nice idea" Clint said. "It would give you a chance to share stories and get reunited again. It would take us quite some time to get some food for you all, though. Just how many are there?"
"A lot" Doc Two said, with a smile. "I'm not sure how many girls there are, but I've seen the amount of me's and other rescuers growing. There might be even hundred, and with the girls added to it, there could be more than 150."
"That's going to be one heck of a lot to provide food for" Clint said.
"Certainly" Doc Two agreed. "Well, I'm off now. I can't wait to see the girls that we chased after for so long again."
Clint nodded, smiling, and decided to go off himself. He then noticed his great-grandson, Alex, coming up, holding a small boy, who was unconscious. He recognised the boy as being Cliff Tannen.
"What are you doing with him, Alex?" Clint asked, frowning.
"He was trying to listen in" Alex said, shrugging. "Must've been wondering about what's going on. I managed to take him out easily... but we should still figure out what to do to him, next."
"Yeah, I suppose so" Clint said. "We can handle that matter later, though. For now, I'd like to get some more information." He walked up to the rescuers, as he watched them reunite with the captives.
"Jennifer!" TeenMarty called out, running towards her and hugging her, then giving her a kiss. "It's so good to see you again..."
"Same here" Jennifer replied, hugging her boyfriend tight. "Marty... I was so scared that Cliff would manage to take us with him forever..."
"So was I, Jen" Marty replied. "But it's all okay now." He gave her a gentle pat on the back, as Clint looked on, touched at seeing his younger self and his wife's younger self together.
Then, the garage door swung open. "Clint, what's taking you so long" Chris complained, exiting. "I - Great Scott!"
"Um... Emmett Lathrop Brown, I assume?" Doc Brown Three said.
"No, Christopher Lloyd Brown" Chris replied, unsure whether to faint or not. "What's going on here?"
"Regarding the name, I could ask the same to you" Doc Three said. "But anyway, I'm sure that both of them will be very long stories."
Clint smiled at that. He could see that it had been an exhausting day for everyone, and for now, they all should just sit down and relax, perhaps eat a bit or sleep somewhere. The other things would come later, he was sure of that. He took a deep breath, as he headed inside. There should be some food somewhere...