1 Flashback

[deloreandriver]

Characters: Marty, and anyone that wants to talk to a rather down young man
Setting: Somewhere that is NOT his room, because wtf dragon roommate. Okay okay Floor 38 with the new lounge because it's close to the dorms!
Format: Anything
Summary: Marty is just starting to come to terms with where he is and the fact the Doc thinks they destroyed their universe with their time-space shenanigans.
Warning: None. Marty's a good kid.

It was really, really hard thinking you destroyed your universe. Marty had barely been able to eat or sleep much since he arrived her and discovered Doc Brown not far away. It was just too unbelievable. The DeLorean shouldn't have been able to mess things up that badly, and he had always been able to fix things before.

Here, he felt like he couldn't do anything about it, and that just, really pissed him off and depressed him. He wasn't going to get to see his parents, or his brother and sister, or Jennifer for that matter.

Rubbing his face, he walked out into the lounge floor below the dorms, seeking just a quiet place to rest and think. He flopped on a sofa, staring out into the mists below and above, and wondered why the hell they couldn't just, you know, put up one of those holographic windows from 2015. It'd be better than this! It felt like a place between universes with that view.

Settling down with his chin in his hand, he sighed. Hope didn't help much when you were faced with the destruction of a universe.

Comments

[deloreandriver]

That seemed like something straight out of a science fiction comic book. If Marty wasn't sitting in something that could've easily been plucked out of an Lovecraftian novel, he would've thought it was a pretty awesome story.

"Huh. That's... pretty wild. So where are you from, originally? You don't mean trolls as in, big ugly monsters, right?"

[windykind]

"I'm from regular Earth! Um, Washington, specifically." Wow, it feels like so long since he's been there. John laughs and shrugs, realizing at the same time that he can't remember what his house looked like anymore. "And no no no, they're not big or ugly. Umm... they're like humans, but they have gray skin and horns and different blood colors. There are a few of them in this tower, you might meet some later on."

[deloreandriver]

"Wait, lemme get this straight..." Marty sat up and looked at John with interest. "You're from regular Earth, and they have strange looking guys with horns? Like alien guys? I'm from Earth, too, but uh... we never made contact with E.T. At least not yet in nineteen eighty-five," he added, remembering his travels, "I don't think in two thousand fifteen either... when does this happen?"

[windykind]

"Oh, no, they don't live on Earth. I take to them on the Int-- wait, you came from 1985?" John's eyes just about bugged out of his head. "I'm from 2009!"

[deloreandriver]

"Really?" Wait. Hold the phone. If John was from 2009, then that meant they didn't destroy the universe after all. "You're from... whoa." Sitting up straighter, he looked at the floor and pressed his hands into the sofa cushions, as if several epiphanies were exploding in his head at the same time. "If that's true, then time passed while we've been gone... and that means we didn't destroy the universe after all. This is awesome." A second or two pause here, then. "I think... I got to tell the Doc about this."

[windykind]

John looked confused for a minute there, while Marty had his epiphany face on, but he reverted right back to happy when he understood why. "I didn't even think of that! That's great! ...um. Who's the Doc?"