A red letter year

December 31, 1984

10:00 PM

Doc Brown was sitting on his chair. He smiled to himself. Today was a very special day. Tonight, at exact 12 pm, the world should travel to the year 1985.

Doc knew that 1985 was gonna be a year he would never forget. Thirty… or, better, twenty-nine years ago Doc had met a young man who claimed to be from the future – from the year 1985. Doc didn't believe him first, sure not when the man claimed that Ronald Reagan was the US president in nineteen-eighty-five – an actor as president? – but after the youth showed him his own invention from that morning, the flux capacitor, completely finished, he had to believe him.

Doc helped the kid, which name was Marty McFly, aged seventeen, to went back to the future, after he made sure his parents fell in love with each other. At exact 10.04 pm, on November 12, 1955, lightning struck the Hill Valley clock tower sending the electricity down to the "flux capacitor" so Marty was send home.

October 26 1985 the destination time had read, and next year it was the great day, the day of the demonstration of time travel and the day Marty would return from 1955 to meet him.

Doc had made sure everything was going like it had to go. First the sixties came along, in which George and Lorraine, Marty's parents, were married and had their children; first Dave, then Linda, and finally Marty. Then the seventies, in which George had become an author and Marty met Doc for the very first time – now ten years ago. Doc smiled when he was thinking back on that day – December 22, 1974.

Young Marty McFly had to buy some stuff for Christmas when Cliff and his gang started pesting him. Then Doc had come along and rescued Marty. So the two of them had became friends. And now they had been for the past ten years and nine days.

"Doc!" a voice was heard from outside. Doc walked to the door and saw Young Marty, now 16, with his family; 18-aged Linda, with her suit off "Class of 1984" and Dave, now 22, and their parents, Lorraine, 46, and George, 46 too.

Doc chuckled. Oh yeah, he had told the McFly's they could celebrate Christmas with him. He had almost forgotten it.

"Come in" he said. "We've only got two hours now…

oooooooo

It had become silent in the room. The clock said 11:59 and everyone was watching TV, waiting on the new year. On the TV had since 11:58 become a clock. On it were a few squares who looked a bit like the time circuits, and they read DEC 31 1984. The time was said on a clock which said 11:59:47.

"Ten!" the mayor of Hill Valley, Goldie Wilson (who couldn't be seen on television) yelled. "Nine….Eight…"

"I love you honey." George said to Lorraine.

"Seven… Six…"

"So do I" Lorraine answered.

"Five…Four…Three"

"It's coming" Dave said.

"Two…One…happy 1985!"

On the last words the time changed to JAN 01 1985 and the clock to 12:00 AM.

Doc smiled to himself. He got up his drink, looked around and said: "On a happy 1985 for everyone."

"You too!" everyone answered. "You too!"

ooooooooo

After everyone had leaved (it was already 2:45 am) Doc sighed to himself. He walked over to his invention room. The DeLorean was there, waiting to travel through time.

Doc chuckled. This year he was gonna finish the DeLorean. October 26 1985. The year had coming, now the day…

Doc always dreamed to see the future. In about ten months he could. Maybe he might then also have a chance to travel to his favourite era, the Old West.

"Good night, time machine" Doc said. "A few months from now, you'll make history!"

THE END