#throw doc emmett brown in there for fun too. the guy from Back to the Future

[kitkat-the-muffin]

Oh this sounds like it’d be a fun movie

Characters who are around the same age in the late 1920s if you squint:

-Indiana Jones

-The crew from The Mummy (1999)

-Jonathan and Mina Harker's son from Dracula (1897)

[staczak91]

Future Ties: A Family Ties-Back to the Future Fan Fiction

Just posting the first couple parts of my fan fiction here. Will continue the fan fiction another day when I have more written.

It’s a fic about Marty McFly and Alex P. Keaton meeting in Hill Valley in 1985! Before the events of Back to the Future take place. Alex is in college now, of course, and Marty is still stuck in high school. 

Hope you enjoy! :)

Alex P. Keaton was not happy. In fact, he was miserable. He bemoaned the fact that his family simply did not care. Lugging his suitcase, he nearly tripped over himself as he groaned yet again to his parents.

“Groan one more time, Alex, and I swear you’ll get stuffed into your suitcase for good!” his mother, Elyse, snapped, turning abruptly to face Alex, anger in her eyes.

“He’s certainly short enough to fit in one,” Alex’s sister, Mallory, remarked, a sly smile on her lips. Although Mallory wasn’t that much younger than Alex – only by a year or two – Alex always felt like the more mature sibling of the two by a mile.

Alex gave a sarcastic laugh. “Very funny. My wonderful sister, everyone.” He groaned again. “Steven, Elyse.” His mother and father gave him a slight glare, as they didn’t like being called by their first name by Alex. “Why California, though? It’s the most shallow, depraved, boring state in the whole wide world.”

“Aren’t you being a little melodramatic?” Elyse asked, as Alex fervently shook his head. “Now, this is a family vacation, Alex. We decided as a family to enjoy this time together. Whether you like it or not. So, enjoy it now!”

“Geez, mom. No need to get so huffy. I was only saying my true feelings on the matter. Believe me, you’ll come round eventually to see my point of view. California really is-.”

“Can someone please shut him up?” Jennifer, Alex’s youngest sister, asked tiredly. “Are we going to hear this the whole trip? Alex this, Alex that. I’m tired of it already.”

“You said it, sis,” Mallory agreed, giving Jennifer a small hug. “But I can’t wait to finally see Hollywood! All my life has been waiting for this moment. The lights, the stars, the movies! I just can’t wait!”

“Mallory, you’re not going to become the next big Hollywood star on our family trip,” Alex said, grinning slightly. “I think they’re looking for someone a little more-.”

“Alright, Alex. That’s enough,” Steven, Alex’s father, said tiredly. “Just please let Mallory have her fun.”

“Yeah, Alex. Let me have my fun.” Mallory grinned, clearly enjoying where this conversation had led. Alex frowned again. He was about to say something else, then silently shook his head, thinking better of it.

“Mom, Dad?” Jennifer asked, tugging at Elyse’s shirt. “Can we see any of the baseball stadiums while we’re here, please?”

“Of course, Jennifer,” Elyse answered, giving her youngest a smile.

Now it was Mallory’s turn to groan. “Baseball stadiums? Really? When we’re in Hollywood of all places?”

Alex placed a loving hand on Mallory’s shoulder. “Come on, Mallory. Let Jennifer have her fun. Don’t spoil the trip for all of us.”

“Shut up, Alex.”

“Now, kids. Play nice.” Steven placed a tired hand on both of his children’s shoulders, a deep frown on his lips. “Now, I want this to be a nice, relaxing family vacation for all of us. No fighting. No teasing. Do you understand?”

“Aww…but Alex is such a ripe target,” Jennifer said sadly. “This vacation isn’t going to be fun at all.” Mallory couldn’t help but smile, as Alex gave Jennifer a quizzical stare.

Alex’s family would always be teasing him about something. He certainly was a ripe target by their standards. Although he loved his family, of course, sometimes it was just a little too much. One more joke about his small stature and he was sure he’d go off on them any day now.

“Now,” Steven continued, “we’re going to go to the rental car place without any problems. We’re going to rent the car. No fighting for the front seat. That honor belongs to Elyse.” All three Keaton children groaned at this news.

“Thank you, Steven.” Elyse nodded her approval.

“Wait, wait, wait a minute,” Alex began before anybody could stop him. “I’m oldest, so shouldn’t I get that honor? I mean, look at what I have to put up with every day. I’m not going to be squeezed in the back with them again. I’m in college now! I believe I deserve a break.”

“Very succinct argument,” Elyse remarked. “But I’m your mom, so I get it. End of story.”

Alex groaned again. This vacation was steadily getting worse.

“He’s too short to see over the dashboard, anyway,” Mallory giggled, as Alex shot her a glare. Jennifer giggled along with Mallory, as the Keaton parents tried to calm them down.

“Next time I’m choosing the next vacation spot,” Alex fumed.

“We’ll see,” Elyse answered tiredly, stifling a yawn. “Now, come on! The rental car is almost ready. It’s almost time to see California!” She gave a little cheer, as Mallory and Jennifer joined in. Alex stood there miserably, clutching his suitcase for support.

He would rather be anywhere but here. He could be in London, educating himself at the museums. He could be in New York City, learning about stocks. Or he could be back home in Ohio, hanging with Skippy and his other friends, instead of with his family. They didn’t seem to care how miserable he was now.

The children all squeezed into the back of the rental car, Jennifer, being the smallest, taking the middle seat. Alex silently watched out the window, as the car left LAX and started its course towards the most boring trip of all time. Alex lamented this to himself, as he watched the traffic and fumes outside the window.

“So, Hollywood first?” Mallory asked, leaning forward excitedly.

“Well, actually,” Steven began, as both Mallory and Jennifer looked distraught, “I want to start with something a little quieter. Both me and your mom, at least. We think we’re going to stop by this little town called Hill Valley first. It has some very interesting history that we both want to take a look at.”

“But Hollywood!” Mallory exclaimed.

“And my stadiums!” Jennifer chimed in.

Mallory and Jennifer pouted, but Alex couldn’t help but grin. “Now, guys. Listen to mom and dad,” he started slowly. “I’m sure they have a very good reason for choosing this place. So, tell me more about this Hill Valley!” He coughed slightly. “Please,” he added, as his family gave him a glare.

“That’s easy for you to say. You don’t even want to be on this trip,” Mallory whined.

“Well, things change for Alex P. Keaton.” Alex grinned, as Mallory gave him a playful shove. Steven and Elyse just sighed.

And for Alex P. Keaton, at least, this vacation was already looking up.

 Things were not looking up for Marty McFly. He had had his first tardy of the year, and Mr. Strickland had really beat him down about it, calling him a “slacker” in front of his entire math class. At times like these, Marty really detested school.

“Marty, you have to come to school on time,” his girlfriend, Jennifer, told him that day, giving him a tight squeeze as she did so. “No more hanging with Doctor Brown in the morning. It’s really throwing you off schedule.”

Oh, Jennifer Parker. How Marty loved her, except for when she tried to make his life better.

“Come on, Jennifer. Don’t worry. I got this.” Marty gave her a timid smile. “There’s no way I’m going to stop hanging with the Doc just because Mr. Strickland is out to get me. Where would be the fun in that?”

“But, Marty-.”

“Jennifer, don’t worry. I got this.” He gave her another timid smile, as Jennifer gave a slight nod of affirmation.

“How are things at home, Marty? Is your mom drinking again?”

“Things are fine,” Marty answered shortly, although his lazy speech inflection had all but disappeared. Jennifer frowned but didn’t say anything else. “I gotta go,” Marty continued quickly. “The Doc’s got something to show me tonight.”

“Marty-.”

“I’ll catch you later, right?” Marty leaned forward and gave Jennifer a small kiss on the lips. She smiled, as Marty couldn’t help but grin.

Grabbing his skateboard, he began the long ride home. Looking back, he saw Jennifer give a tiny wave of her hand, before she disappeared from view.

He knew in his heart that Jennifer was probably right about Doctor Emmett Brown. Doc Brown, or “Doc,” as Marty affectionately called him, was the local mad scientist in Hill Valley, and multiple people had told Marty to stay away from him. Yet Marty couldn’t help it. He had to see him. Besides Jennifer, who else would listen to him? His own family? No way!

The Doc always listened to his problems and gave him good advice. The Doc was more family than his family ever would be.

Turning into the driveway of his house, he took a deep breath. Another day at home with Biff bullying his father, George, and his mother, Lorraine, drinking herself through the liquor cabinet, while his brother and sister fought over the TV. Just another average day in the McFly household.

Seeing Biff’s car in the driveway, Marty let out a groan. Biff Tannen was his father’s manager and main bully, ever since his high school days. If Marty had his way, he would have clocked Biff in the face a long time ago.

As soon as he entered the house he saw his family doing what they did best: arguing, and in his mom’s case, drinking. Stealing up to his room, he dropped into bed, feeling exhausted.

Hoping something would come to light up his miserable life, he fell asleep to Biff’s demands floating up the stairwell.

 “What do you mean we’re stuck?” Mallory asked, looking shaken.

“It means the car can’t start,” Steven answered, sounding exasperated, as he tried once again to rev up the engine.

“Stuck here? In Hill Valley of all places?” Mallory groaned. “Dad, why did you have to do this? Why couldn’t we just stay in Hollywood?”

Steven was about to answer, when Alex, feeling rejuvenated, cut in. “Mallory, Mallory, Mallory. Just give Steven and Elyse a break and enjoy the vacation. Really, Mallory. You need to act more like an adult. Like me.”

Mallory looked like she was about to punch Alex, when Elyse stepped in. “Alex, that’s enough. And stop calling us Steven and Elyse. We’re still your mom and dad.” Elyse then turned to Mallory. “We need to get some help. If anybody in this town knows a gas station or someone who can fix cars, that would be greatly appreciated. Or we’re going to be stuck here a long time.” She then turned to Alex. “Alex? As oldest child, who is, as you like to put it many times, in college now, do you volunteer?”

Alex leapt in his seat at once. “Volunteer for what? El-Mom!”

“To find some help. And nice catch there.” She smiled. “Come on, Alex. We’re not asking for much. Just to be an adult like you so eloquently put it.”

“I’d better not have to take out the trash anymore,” Alex muttered to himself.

“What?” Elyse asked.

“Nothing! Alright, I’ll do it. If I can strike up a deal-.”

“Alex!”

“Okay, okay. We’ll talk the particulars later.” He hopped out of the car, and gave a short wave to the rest of the Keatons. “I’ll come back with good news, I promise.”