Back to the Future: Get Back in Time!

Chapter Four: A Flying DeLorean?!

"Hey, wake up!"

Marty Jr. hears someone calling him, he regains consciousness, it came to his senses that he is on the ground.

"What happened?" asked Marty Jr.

"You got overpowered." the Barman replied.

"Yeah I know that, but what happened there?" He pointed outside at the courthouse square, with Griff and his Gang of Three, being taken in a police van, and keeps on screaming,

"I WAS FRAMED!"

"Someone started a chase scene around the area, and you know what? he almost looks exactly like you." the barman continued.

"ME?" he gulped with those brown eyes widened in shock.

"...with your hood on, you couldn't tell the difference, My first thought that it was you who fought them, but since I found you here, well, damned if I know." the Barman firmly narrated.

Marty Jr. bidded goodbye to the man.

"Hey is there a backway outta here?" he asked

"Yeah, it's in the back." the man replied.

Marty went out the back and accidentally bumped into elderly Biff Tannen, who was walking around the corner.

"Whoa, sorry, excuse me sor-"

He stopped his dialogue when he saw a flying DE LOREAN in the alleyway, he wiped his eyes thinking it was a dream but in fact, it was real.

BEEEEEEEEP!

Marty Jr. was distracted by the oncoming car, he was nearly run over by it.

"HEY HEY! I'M WALKING HERE! I'M WALKING HERE!" he shouted at the driver but keeping his eyes on the De Lorean.

"DON'T DRIVE TRANK! LOW RES SCUZZBALL!" he continued shouting at the the driver, and he noticed that old Biff is also looking at it. then it took off, leaving Matry Jr.'s mouth hanging open.

Marty Jr. was left clueless but soon realized that only one person can answer it.

He walks past a street sign that says:

KLONDIKE ST

He reached Doc Brown's house, beside the old garage was a huge mansion, newly built by looking at it, fresh new paint, and still some floors under construction.

Marty jr. knocks at the Brown's Residence front door.

"Hey Doc?"he called out.

"Who is it?" a familiar voice called out.

"It's me it's Marty...Junior." he said

The door unlocked and it creaked open,then a pair of puppy-dog eyes peep through the slit.

"Marty is that you?" Doc asked.

"It's me, Junior." Marty claimed for the second time, this time pulling down the hood from his head.

"Oh, Marty McFly Jr. so good to see ya!" Doc pulled the door wide open and game Marty a friendly hug.

Doc still looked good, still with those silvery Einstein-ish hair.

"Oh, good to see you too." he smiled.

"You know, you really look like your father with those body frame and all." Doc added

"I do huh?" Marty followed with a small grin.

"Now, how may I help you Mr. McFly?"

"I..."

"Oh sorry if I forgot my manners, will you please sit down." Doc recommended.

They sat down the front porch.

"Okay, continue." Doc resumed.

"Have you heard about the courthouse incident?" Marty Jr. asked.

"Yep. I heard you sent Griff Tannen to jail."

"I didn't"

There was a brief moment of silence...

"And the day gets weirder, I just saw a Flying De Lorean." Marty quickly responded.

"A F-flying De Lorean?" Doc gulped.

"Yes, can you believe it?"

"Sometimes our mind play with our imaginations."

"You know, I tried to wake myself up, thinking it was a dream but it wasn't."

"He wasn't supposed to see it" Doc whispered to himself.

"See what?" Marty Jr. cuts in.

Doc looked at his watch, pretending to be late or something.

"Oh, I almost forgot, Clara and I have a date tonight." Doc stood up avoiding eye contact with Marty Jr.

"Oh, me too, I'm gonna be late for supper." Marty Jr. also stood up, grabbing his skateboard. " Bye Doc, say Hi to Clara for me." he waved goodbye at Doc.

"I will." Doc waved back.

Marty Jr. took off.

Then, Clara's voce came from behind Doc.

"Emmett? what's that all about?" Clara asked.

"Oh Clara, he must never find out, he could endanger his existence and the space-time continuum."