Marty was in Lost Heaven, visiting a friend of his, Y/N. As he was driving them to the movies, his car broke down. "Aw man! Shit..." Marty sighs a little bit, and Y/N looks at him. "I know somebody who can fix your car. He's a really good friend of mine, his name's Ralphie. C'mon, help me push the car there." They say, hopping out. They roll their sleeves up and start pushing the car to the shop. "I'll be right back, I gotta talk to somebody." They say, walking off. Marty looks at Ralphie and waves, smiling. "Heya there! I'm Marty! I heard your name is Ralphie?" Marty says rather quickly, and Ralphie nods. "Y-y-y-y-yeah. I-I-I'm Ralphie. P-p-pleasure to m-m-meet ya." He stutters out, holding out his hand. Marty takes his hand and shakes it, chuckling a little. "So Ralphie, this is whatcha do for a livin? That's pretty interestin'! See, where I'm from, we've got a guy who can do all kinds of things from fixin' a busted headlight to changin' the tags on a car. You name it and he can do it!" Marty explains quickly, and Ralphie holds his hands up. "W-w-w-Woah. S-s-slow your h-h-h-horses, kid. I can b-b-barely understand wh-wh-what you're sayin'." Ralphie says as he starts fixing the car. "Sorry, I got this disability called ADHD, which means I'm really extremely hyper. I can't help it." He says, chuckling a little. Ralphie nods, smiling to himself. "So Marty. D-d-Do you like comics? Like Th-th-The Phantom?" He asks, peeking over at him. Marty nods excitedly. "I LOVE The Phantom! I also really enjoy Superman and Spiderman." Ralphie shakes his head, shrugging. "I p-p-prefer The Invisible M-M-Man." He says, and the two continue to talk about comic books and who is better.
Y/N comes back moments later, smiling brightly. "Hey Genius! Is the car done?" They ask, and Ralphie hits his head on the roof, and Y/N widens their eyes. "Sorry Ralphie!" He nods. "I-I-It's okay, Y/N. Y-y-yeah, the c-c-c-car's done." He says, and Marty fist pumps the air. "Hell yeah! Hey Ralphie! How about sometime you, Y/N and I go watch a movie?" Her asks, and Ralphie nods. "S-s-s-sure, M-Marty. H-hold on a minute." He says, walking off for a moment. He comes back with a tool box full of comics and his phone number. "H-h-here's my number. P-p-pick a comic...t-r-to take home." Ralphie says, and Marty nods. "Next time, I'll bring over all of my comics and we could read them together." He says quickly, picking a Spiderman one. Ralphie nods, smiling. "Y-y-yeah, I'd e-e-enjoy that." He says, and the two hop in the car. "Bye Ralphie! See you tomorrow!" Y/N says, smiling brightly.
