(a/n) Hi guys, decided to take a break from 'Back for the Booty' and write this brief ficlet, basically on my take of how Doc and Marty met. I hope you enjoy it!

Remember the Time?

Chapter 1: Skateboards and Satellites

Hill Valley, California

15th September 1983

8:16am

15-year-old Marty McFly was hastily skateboarding down Hill & Maine Street, frequently checking his watch; he was late for school. It was all Dave's fault, if he hadn't detoured to Burger King then Marty wouldn't be in such a rush. It all started when Dave received an offer from Kowalski & Co Law Firm for a job. Marty recalled his brother jumping at the chance although didn't really understand why. Why would anyone want to be cooped up in an office all day? Why would anyway such a dull job? And why would anyone work for someone with such a boring name? Anyhow, Dave went for an interview as soon as he could and was formally offered a place meaning that he would have to leave his current position at Burger King which wasn't the greatest loss in the World. However, he forgot to give Burger King his notice resulting in a meeting to formally announce it this morning when Dave was supposed to be driving Marty to school. Marty could already tell it wasn't going to be a difficult day. Let's face it, starting the day with a two miles skateboard to school didn't really put you in a positive mood. Of course, it would have been easier for Marty to skateboard from home; it wasn't as far away and maybe someone else could have drove him but Dave didn't exactly tell Marty or any of the McFlys for that matter that he'd forget to give his two weeks notice in an attempt to avoid a lecture from his parents. Marty hadn't got very far, in fact, he realised, that he was still in the Burger King parking lot. He probably wasn't reaching the speed he could, but skateboarding this early in the morning wasn't an easy task or one that he wanted to undertake for that matter. Suddenly, a bright light was emitted from the building he was currently skating by. It was neighbouring Burger King and Marty knew he should just ignore it and get to school, but it was almost hypnotising. What exactly was happening in there? He slowed down as he skated by the front door of the small building and attempted to peer inside. The bright light stopped flashing and Marty found himself on the hard, concrete ground; he'd tripped over a wire leading into the house. A man emerged, a wild-eyed, crazy-looking man.

"What are you doing, kid?" The man exclaimed, helping Marty up, "This experiment could once and for all prove how the dinosaurs were wiped out. Now, are you OK?" The man asked, sounding somewhat concerned,

"Err, yeah thanks. Sorry about your experiment." Marty muttered, enticed by the chaotically wild man who was attempting to fix the wire. "Well, I'd better be goin'..." Marty started as he picked up his skateboard which was now broken. He sighed heavily, "Perfect."

"I can fix it for you in exchange of your assistance." The man offered,

"I don't know, what've I gotta do?" Marty questioned, unsure.

"I simply need you to hold the ladders whilst I place a satellite on the roof. I would normally go up anyway, but after a recent fall I'm not sure whether I should risk it."

"OK, but it better be quick, I'm gonna be late for school."

"It's a quick job, five minutes tops."

"Includin' fixin' my board?"

"Oh yes."

"Great, Marty McFly." Marty introduced,

"Dr. Emmett L. Brown. Now let's get going!"

Dr. Brown had been right, it had took a mere five minutes to finish both jobs and Marty was soon ready to depart. "Thank you for your help Marty, it was greatly appreciated." Dr. Brown concluded,

"It was no problem Dr. Brown, thanks for fixin' my board." Marty replied, "Now I gotta get goin' see you around." He muttered, about to depart when his skateboard collapsed just as the satellite fell off the roof. "Looks, like we were both lousy at our jobs." Marty chuckled.

"How about I drive you to school and afterwards you can help me with the satellite again?" Dr. Brown proposed as Marty considered. He wouldn't normally trust strangers but Dr. Brown was a doctor and seemed a pretty decent guy and plus there was no way he would make it to school on time by foot now.

"Deal." Marty said holding out his hand for Dr. Brown to shake it.

"Good, shall we say 5 tonight?"

"Sounds great." Marty smiled as Dr. Brown led him to the van. They both entered and headed for the school.

By car it was a five minute drive at the most and soon the van holding Dr. Brown and Marty arrived outside the school. "Thanks for the lift, I'll see you tonight Dr. Brown." Marty muttered in a hurry to get to class.

"Goodbye, Marty." Dr. Brown replied and drove back to his home.