Everyone soon went to turn in for the night. When he awakened, he was still in his clothes and morning sunlight was streaming through the window of his bedroom. Opening his eyes slowly, Marty looked around at the room which he knew so well and yet seemed so foreign to him now. Everything was still there, from the SR5 posters to the audio equipment. A calendar on the wall with X's through the first 25 days of October 1985 informed him that today was the 26th. Could it have all been a dream? The others seemed to had slept over from last night.

"Guys?" Marty asked.

"Mm... Is it morning already?" Cherry mumbled, not realizing that she was snuggling up against Lionel.

Lionel, in question, was purring contentedly as he slept.

"I wanna sleep with my pillow some more..." Cherry yawned.

"I hate to be the one to tell you this, but that's not a pillow." Patch smirked.

"Then what am I...?" Cherry muttered before looking to see that it was Lionel and she let out a yelp in surprise.

Lionel yawned as he woke up. "Keep it down, wouldja?... Some of us are trying to recharge..." he muttered as he rubbed his eyes.

Marty soon got out of bed first and looked in the mirror before pinching himself a few times to make sure that this wasn't a dream.

"Was it all a dream?" Sabrina wondered.

"I'm not sure." Mo shrugged as she sat up.

"I doubt it..." Lionel replied.

Marty soon went to get ready for the day as the others gathered around to get out and about as they were guests in the McFly home.

Linda and Dave were seated at the dining room table. They appeared the same facially but nearly everything surrounding them, from their clothing to the furniture, was different. Dave wore an expensive business suit and was reading Forbes magazine; sister Linda was dressed casually but elegantly as she ate what appeared to be Eggs Benedict. The dining room was equipped with much more expensive furniture than he remembered, the table set with delicate linen.

"Oh, if Paul calls me tell him I'm working at the boutique late tonight." Linda said to her brother at the table.

"Linda, first of all, I'm not your answering service," Dave rolled his eyes. "Second of all, somebody named Greg or Craig called you just a little while ago."

"Now which one was it?" Linda asked as that sounded important to her. "Greg or Craig?"

"I don't know, I can't keep up with all of your boyfriends." Dave scoffed.

Marty soon came to see his older siblings. "...Are we having company?" he then asked.

Linda and Dave looked at him and smiled.

"Not that I know of." Linda shrugged.

"What the heck is this?" Mo asked.

"...Breakfast." Linda then said like it was obvious.

"Then why is everything so ritzy-looking?" Marty murmured. "Isn't today Saturday?"

"That's right." Dave nodded as he read the business section of the newspaper.

"Aren't you working this morning, Dave?" Marty asked as he noticed that.

"Sure. I always work on Saturdays." Dave nodded.

"At Burger King?" Marty then asked.

"What?" Dave laughed at that. "Are you hungover or something?"

"No. I just don't understand the fancy suit." Marty explained what he meant.

"Are you all right, Marty?" Dave raised an eyebrow. "I always wear a suit to the office.

"Yeah. Are you guys all right?" Linda added.

"Sure. Never better." Marty replied wearily.

Dave and Linda just shook their heads.

"Here. Let me take that; I'll mail it from the office." Dave said as he noticed his younger brother had an envelope with him.

Marty released the envelope and sat at the table. A bowl of fresh strawberries was waiting for him. "I still don't get it," he muttered. "Strawberries... Eggs Benedict... We never used to eat that kind of stuff. It was just cereal and toast with a paper towel for napkins. What's going on?"

George and Lorraine's voices were soon heard as they came in from outside and sounded very happy.

"Where were they, anyway?" Cherry asked.

"Same as always," Dave replied. "Tennis at the club."

"Tennis?" Marty asked. "Dad and Mom don't play tennis "

"Then that explains why they've been club doubles champions for six years." Linda said archly.

"I can't believe it." Marty muttered to his friends.

"Where have you been?" Linda demanded.

Marty soon saw how his parents changed dramatically in the new timeline. which proved to be a shock. Both looked tanned and healthy in their tennis outfits, but the transformation was far deeper than that. George radiated confidence and self-esteem while Lorraine was thin and dynamic-looking.

"Oh... She looks so pretty." Atticus smiled.

"And George looks so... Stunning... Like a prince charming for Lorraine." Sabrina replied.

Marty's only response was looking jaw-dropped.

"What's the matter, son?" George asked.

"Mom! Dad!" Marty said. "You look... Great!"

"Why, thank you, Marty." Lorraine smiled.

"What can he want?" Linda said. "He's already got everything."

George and Lorraine soon looked at their youngest quizzicly.

"I don't want anything," Marty said. "It's a great present. Just seeing how terrific you look."

"Wow." Dave laughed.

"Well. Tonight's the big night, isn't it?" Lorraine smiled as she put her arm around Marty.

Marty looked at her blankly.

"The night?" The others asked.

"Isn't tonight Marty's big date with Jennifer Parker?" Lorraine asked. "She's such a nice girl. I really like her a lot."

Marty could hardly believe this was his mother talking, even taking the physical transformation into account. Could this be the same woman who continually bad-mouthed Jennifer? Obviously not. "Pardon me, Ma?" he muttered.

"You're going up to the lake tonight, aren't you?" Lorraine reminded like it should had been obvious. "Just the two of you. Haven't you been planning it for two weeks?'

"Mom, we went through this last night," Marty replied. "How can I go if Dad's car is wrecked?"

"Wrecked?" George said.

"He's been like this all morning," Dave explained. "It's like he went to bed and woke up in a different house with strange people aside from his friends sleeping over."

Lionel chuckled sheepishly. "Heh... Sure... You could say that..." he replied.

"I'm sorry... I... Thought the car... Was wrecked. You lent it to Biff Tannen and he ran into somebody with it." Marty tried to explain.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with the car that I can see," George chuckled. "In fact, Biff is out there waxing it right now."

Marty got up, walked to the kitchen window, and looked out. There in the driveway was a sparkling new BMW. Next to it stood Biff Tannen, polishing diligently. His expression also seemed subtly altered, devoid of the usual arrogance and belligerence. As the former school bully worked, he whistled a happy tune.

"Jeez," Marty murmured to himself. "What a difference a belt in the chops can make."

"Hey, Biff!" George called out as he opened the kitchen window. "Don't forget; two coats of wax this time. Your job last week was a little sloppy."

"Just finishing up the second coat now." Biff smiled innocently.

"Now Biff, don't con me." George warned.

"I'm... I'm sorry, Mr. McFly, I mean, I was just starting on the second coat." Biff then grinned nervously, sounding friendly and a bit of a kiss-up.

"Don't be dictatorial, George." Lorraine cautioned, smiling at her husband, though still deeply adored her husband.

"Sorry. I don't mean to sound that way. It's just that some employees will try to get away with murder if you don't stay on 'em. I've had to keep Biff in line ever since high school," George shrugged before facing his children. "Although if it hadn't been for Biff, your mother and I never would have met."

"Yeah, Dad," Linda interrupted. "You've told us a million times already. You beat him up when he was bothering Mom and that's how the two of you fell in love."

"It was more than that," Lorraine added with a dreamy sigh. "Your father literally came to my rescue. It was so romantic~"

"Cornball City." Linda said, rolling her eyes.

"Whatever happened to the other guy?" Marty asked.

"What other guy?" George replied.

"The guy I was named after." Marty explained.

"Oh... He vanished into thin air," Lorraine said with a small shrug as she looked at him. "I don't remember ever telling you about him."

"Uh, you must have, Mrs. McFly," Cherry replied. "Otherwise, how would Marty know about him?"

"No..." Lorraine shook her head.

Biff entered a moment later and handed George a hard-cover book. "Oh, Mr. McFly," he said. "This just came in."

"Good," George nodded. He held up the book, which was entitled A Match Made In Space. The artwork showed a bedroom with a space alien very reminiscent of Marty's Darth Vader and Lionel's Skeletor speaking to a young man cowering beneath the covers. The author's name, in large letters, was George McFly.

"Holy cow!" Marty gasped. "Dad, you wrote that?"

"My first novel," George nodded proudly. "I hope it sells."

"Of course it'll sell," Lorraine gushed. "After all, it's not like you're a nobody. You've been selling stories ever since college."

"That's right, Dad," Dave added. "You're the one who's always telling us to have confidence and a positive attitude. Where's yours now?"

"You're right," George said. "I'm sure this book is going to do just fine," Then, turning to Marty, he put a strong hand on his shoulder and said: "And that tape of yours is going to do just fine, too."

"I hope you're right." Marty muttered, suddenly thrust back to his 1985 cares and aspirations.

Cherry looked over the book with wide wonder as she wanted that to be her someday. Lionel gave her a gentle pat on the shoulder, a thumbs-up and a smile in response. Atticus, Mo, Patch, and Sabrina also smiled to Cherry.

"Marty, haven't I always told you that all it takes is a little self-confidence?" George smiled as he put his arm around his youngest kid. "If you put your mind to it, you can do anything."

"Oh, Marty. Here's your keys," Biff smiled as he handed Marty something as he seemed to be in a good mood. "You're all waxed and ready for tonight."

"My keys?" Marty stammered.

"I put in the garage," Biff nodded. "Just in case it rains."

Turning and racing to the garage, Marty gasped with amazement when he opened the door. There sat a tricked out black Toyota SR5 truck, as shining and beautiful as when it sat on the showroom floor. Only now it was his! He ran to it, got inside and caressed the upholstery, gear shift, every switch and dial within reach. Opening the garage door, he was all ready to take a spin when he heard a familiar voice.

"How about a ride, Mister?" It was Jennifer, standing on the parking pad, looking as gorgeous as ever. At least to Marty of course.

"Jen! Are you ever a sight for sore eyes! Let me look at you!" Marty gushed as he reunited with his girlfriend as he was ecstatic to see her again.

"Are you okay?" Jennifer asked as she was confused about his gushing. "You're acting like you haven't seen me in a year."

"I feel like I haven't seen you for 30 years." Marty smiled.

"That's a long time to be deprived." Jennifer smiled back.

Marty then pulled Jennifer close to him as they were just about to share a kiss with each other when he suddenly felt a rush of electricity race through his body. Jennifer must have experienced it as well, for her hair crackled and literally stood on end for a few seconds.

"Holy-" Marty smiled, but before more could be said or done...

A sonic boom sounded and the group soon suddenly spotted Doc Brown's DeLorean which suddenly drove up and came to an instant stop on the McFly family property. Inside sat Doc, wearing a cowboy hat. When he got out of the car, it was possible to see that he was dressed in a bizarre mixture of clothing types that included striped plastic pants, a cape, and strange variation on a Roman tunic.

"Marty!" Doc gasped once he saw the teenage boy, wearing a silver visor over his eyes. "You've gotta come back with me!"

Marty waved his hand in front of Doc's eyes, not sure if the older man could see him or not.

"Back? Back where?" asked Atticus.

"Back to the future!" Doc exclaimed.

"Why?" Cherry asked.

"It's important." Doc urged.

"But I've got Jennifer here," Marty said. "We were just gonna try out my new wheels."

Cherry and the others soon came out, looking at Doc's choice in clothes.

"Man, and I thought Drell dressed funny." Cherry commented.

"That can wait," Doc replied to Marty. "Anyway, you can bring her along. This concerns her, too."

"What do you mean?" Marty asked as this was just so sudden. "Does something happen to her? To us? Do we turn into assholes or something?"

Doc paused for a moment, looking like he had to think for that answer before shaking his head. "No, you and Jennifer turn out fine, but your kids! Marty, something's gotta be done about your kids."

"Our kids?" Jennifer asked, her head swiveling between Marty and Doc. "What kids? We aren't even engaged yet..."

"We'll explain later," Marty said. "Would you like to come along?"

"Along to where?" Jennifer asked.

"The future," Marty replied. "The year 2015 or thereabouts. I think that's where Doc was headed-"

"We better hurry!" Doc rushed them.

"So are we coming with, or are we gonna join them later on?" asked Lionel to the others.

The others shrugged a bit. Their question seemed to be answered as the DeLorean soon drove down the road, but into the sky and soon went about 30 years into the future.

"I guess we'll catch up with them later..." Sabrina said as they soon went to her house.

"Radical!" said Lionel. "Maybe we can go to Atticus' place and see his parents come home with his new sister."

"Hmm... Alright..." Sabrina replied. "Congratulations by the way, Atticus."

"Thanks." Atticus smiled.

They soon came into the Fudo household.

"Mom? Dad? I'm home!" Atticus called out as he unlocked the front door to let himself and his friends in as well.

"Hey, Atticus," Jessica, Atticus's older sister, waved as they came in. "Mom and Dad just got home with our new sister; they're in the kitchen, so you guys can head in and introduce yourselves."

"Jess!" Atticus beamed to his big sister.

Jessica smiled at him until he suddenly hugged her. "Atticus, you act like you haven't seen me in 30 years." she then giggled.

"Heh, funny story about that." Atticus said before going into the kitchen to meet the newest member of his family.

In the kitchen, Atticus' parents were sitting at the table with Thor, having lunch with a little blue-eyed girl with blonde pigtails.

"Afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Fudo... And Thor," remarked Lionel. "I see you've brought home a new addition to the family."

"Actually, I was waiting for you guys to come back," replied Thor. "Jessica invited me in, and we talked for a little bit."

"I don't think he meant you, Thor." Cherry muttered a bit.

"Oh... Right..." Thor grinned bashfully. "I totally knew that."

"Suuure..." Cherry replied.

"Hello, everyone," Patrick smiled. "Atticus, welcome home. I hope you'll be a good big brother like I was."

"I'll do my best, Dad," replied Atticus, before glancing down at the little girl. "And who might you be, young lady?"

"Hello," The girl replied. "My name is Darlene Anna, but you can call me Darla."

"Heh, funny..." Cherry chuckled. "You don't meet many Darla's anymore. The only one I know at the top of my head is like from The Little Rascals."

Lionel nodded. "Pleased to meet you, Darla," he replied. "I gotta feeling we're all gonna be tubular pals!"

"I hope so." Darla said.

"This is your big brother Atticus and his friends," Emily introduced. "Thor, you already know. That's Atticus's dog, Patch, Mo, his girlfriend, Cherry Butler, Lionel Schwartz, and Sabrina Spellman."

The group waved to her in response.

"You seem familiar..." Mo said to Darla. "Haven't I seen you on TV?"

"Uh, I don't think so." Darla smiled bashfully.

"If you say so..." shrugged Thor. "I'm gonna go watch Transformers... Or maybe ThunderCats."

"Hey, either one works." agreed Lionel.

"Tell me about it," Thor smirked. "Anyone wanna join me?"

"Uh, maybe after I spend some time with my new sister." Atticus smiled.

"I'm down for that," replied Lionel, joining Thor. "You and your new sis have fun, buddy."

"Thanks, guys, we'll all do something fun later, I promise." Atticus smiled.

The group decided to let Atticus stay home to bond with Darla as Thor led Lionel to watch some action cartoons. And they'd meet up with Marty and Doc again sometime, but until then, they had all the time in the world.

The End, right? Kinda, but not really...