The next time he went to school, Marty barely noticed how everything was back to normal. He only thought of Jennifer. When he saw her at her locker, he relaxed.
"You look like you haven't seen me in a million years," Jennifer remarked. Then she smirked. "Has it been a million years? Did Doc take you on that contraption of his?"
"Not quite," Marty said. The warning bell for first period rang. "I'll explain later." As he turned to go to class, he saw the Cullens approach him.
"Is this your girlfriend?" a well-preserved Rosalie asked.
Marty nodded.
"You should be grateful for this guy," Rosalie told Jennifer. "He killed so many Jews for you."
"Ah-ah, at least I did it for love!" Marty righteously sputtered. "You just did it to lose fifty pounds."
Rosalie was taken aback so far that Emmett physically held her back. "Fifty pounds? FIFTY pounds?!"
"Oh yeah, you're in for it," Emmett commented.
"It was twenty pounds! TOPS!"
Secure in muscular Emmett's hold of petite Rosalie, Marty snickered and repeated, "Fifty."
Rosalie turned to Emmett and explained, "I have a very small frame, okay? It doesn't take much extra weight to look big on me. It certainly wasn't fifty."
Emmett soberly nodded, using his preternatural strength to keep a smile off face. "Of course."
The second bell rang and they were all officially late for class. "It's okay," Alice said. "My teacher, at least, is still in the parking lot. That traffic accident we passed on foot delayed a lot of cars."
"That's a relief," Marty remarked.
"I hate that you undid all my hard work," Alice told him.
"So you made a side trip to kill Hitler, so what?"
"So he's only the most evil thing this side of, well, half the vampires I know. The ancient ones might have a higher body count."
"Big deal," Marty said. "Everyone with a time machine goes back to kill Hitler. You think I haven't killed Hitler? Everyone does that. And then you have to undo it because it has unintended consequences like nuclear annihilation, alien invasion, or the love of your life not existing. Unless you really hate your life, I think you just have to accept Hitler as a fixed point on the timeline. I know it sucks, but it is what it is."
"Well, at least some of us scratched the itch of being human again," Rosalie shrugged.
"I don't remember anything," Emmett said.
"That's because you were dead," Rosalie explained.
"I remember being back in St Louis as a child," Edward said. "Which is odd because shouldn't I have been an old man in the present?"
"That's because you had dementia."
Edward grimaced.
Jennifer looked at all of them, turned to Marty, and asked, "I'm missing something, aren't I?"
"Eh, only a little."