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Author's Note: This story takes place in 1935, and involves young Emmett von/Von Braun, who has just gone through a really odd time travelling adventure. This was written by EmmettMcFly55.

The Assistant That Will One Day Be An Inventor

September 13, 1935

10:30 PM PDT

Emmett Lathrop Von Braun figured that he hadn't experienced something this strange ever before in his life, as he was walking down the street from Dr. Clint Eastwood's house. Granted, he'd been in a lot of odd situations before, being not exactly your average teenage boy. Still, this was certainly the weirdest event of all – as he'd just been in a real time machine.

The fifteen-year-old shook his head. He still couldn't believe what he'd all experienced, but it was true. His friend, 'Doc' Clint Eastwood, had unveiled a time machine to him – and told him that, while Clint was the inventor, Emmett himself would come up with the prototype, several years in the future. Emmett had to admit that it sure stunned him. While he was an aspiring inventor, an actual time machine was beyond his grasp.

After coming to his senses, Doc had explained to him that his real name was Marty McFly – related to Arthur McFly, apparently – and that he was from 1985. Also, he'd asked him to take his girlfriend, Jennifer, back from 1985 to 1885, and rescue Emmett's own older self.

While Emmett had been hesitant whether he wanted to do this, he'd finally gone ahead, and travelled to the future. He'd rescued this Jennifer girl from the porch of her house, marvelled at the (even more advanced) future, and taken her back to 1885.

Saving his older self hadn't been very easy, but in the end, he'd pulled through, and Older Emmett and Clara had gone with him to 1935, while Jennifer remained in the past. As he arrived back in his present, Doc had told him that he was now married to Jennifer, and they had a lot of children and grandchildren – some of which were even friends to Emmett!

Emmett sure felt really odd. Even though he had two cousins, and some friendly acquaintances, so it wasn't like he was going from nothing to, well, to something, but still, an unexpected friend increase was not something to be taken lightly. Apparently, his new friend was one Daniel Klaus von Braun, son of his uncle Oliver and Doc's daughter, and now his cousin. The teen wondered how that would feel – see someone coming up to you who greets you as a friend, and not even know the guy.

Of course, this could've been expected from the moment he'd left, and Doc had tried to ease him through it. Still, due to Emmett's naivety over the time travelling project, he would still have a real hard time with that – no matter what Doc would do to help him with it.

One more factor that mattered was Clara Clayton, his other and older self's new wife. In fact, his future as a whole was very strange now, seeing as he knew so many things that would happen in advance. He knew that he would invent a flux capacitor in 1955, twenty years from now. He knew he would take thirty years building it. He knew he would be met by Marty McFly in 1955 and 1975, the latter of which would be the younger version, his eventual friend. He knew too much and it made him feel dazed.

"A teenaged boy shouldn't be faced with things like this" he muttered, shaking his head. The fact that he was going to live with his older self made everything even weirder. He didn't dislike 'Chris', his future self's new name, they'd barely met. Still, he was kind of freaky.

Also, Chris didn't exactly like him – or, actually, didn't like what he knew. His older self was an expert on time travel to young Emmett's knowledge, and Christopher Brown had been annoyed with Marty for what he'd done. While he'd calmed down once knowing they had no other option, Emmett had wondered for a moment whether Chris would attack Marty.

Clara Clayton, his future spouse, whom he had now befriended fifty years in advance, had tried to calm her fiancée down with his, and had succeeded. Clara and Older Emmett were now planning to marry on November twelfth, which was… would be… a very significant day for them. To Emmett, however, it was just an ordinary day.

Emmett wondered what his life would be like now. It would certainly change a lot. After all, he now had an extra friend – and Doc was now a married man. Also, Clara and Older Emmett were now going to be friends of his. He wondered whether he'd be invited to the wedding day. While he would appreciate it, it would be, to some extent, useless – as he was already there, being the groom's younger self.

The fifteen-year-old felt like he got a headache. Time travel was certainly very confusing. While he was intrigued by the idea that he would achieve all these things, he was also very uncertain on how his future would look like. In a way, he was feeling the same thing that Doc's younger self was around now, but then fifty years earlier.

Emmett started to think about how Doc had coped with this. He should maybe ask his friend, the next time he would see him. For now, he just wanted to get some rest, a wish that was going to be granted soon, as he was getting closer to home, and just went round the corner into Riverside Drive.

The young boy smiled, as he felt very proud. Not only had he managed to make Doc's life much happier by retrieving Jennifer, and saved his own future self's life from Buford Tannen, he also had the right to call Dr. Clint Calvin Eastwood his best friend. Seeing as how many things Doc Eastwood had made, that was certainly something.

The teen wondered whether he'd been teased a lot by his peers, in the original timeline – more than he was now. While he was sometimes seen as a geek and having an obsession with science, Emmett noticed his reputation had decreased, ever since he'd gained a friend in Dr. Eastwood, who was, after all, admired as a great scientist. Of course, only those from the original timeline could really appreciate what Doc had done – as they didn't know that the World Wars, which Doc had told him about, were supposed to happen.

Emmett then winced, as he remembered how some of his classmates had accused him of trying to be friends with Dr. Eastwood, just to stop the teasing. Of course, that hadn't been Emmett's motive at all. He didn't care about the teasing, and even though it was really nice to be rid of it, the teenager knew that one shouldn't give up individuality just to please the rest. If you put your mind to it, you could accomplish anything.

And that certainly held true for Dr. Eastwood, too, or so Emmett figured. Clara Clayton, his future self's fiancée now, but unknown to everyone but to Emmett, Doc Eastwood, Older Emmett and Clara herself, Doc's wife in the old timeline, had helped Doc a lot in setting up his invention business. While she'd been sad about the death of Older Emmett (whom young Emmett had always written off as a purely coincidental namesake) she'd pulled on and helped Marty with his inventions. That was part of what had enabled him to make a time machine so early, with in the original timeline, the necessary transistors not being invented until 1947. That was still twelve years in the future, but in this world, transistors were in 1935 around for popular use in almost every corner of the planet.

Anyway, Doc Eastwood had managed to set up a shop, and had 'invented' a lot of things that had managed to improve the state of the world immensely. While Emmett's older self had complained a lot about that, younger Emmett figured that his counterpart was probably very happy as well, to see that his friend had improved the world so much.

Of course, there was always the danger that, even with this world improvement – or actually because of this world improvement – something bad was still going to happen. All one needed was one madman out of all the lives that Doc had saved by preventing World War One, and the (not) upcoming World War Two, to come to power, and one could have a disaster on his or her hands.

Emmett shook his head. He was probably thinking far too much again. He should just try to clear his head, and walk home, and go straight to bed afterwards. Even if trouble should arise, they did have a time machine, and thus, they had abilities to fix the problems. He should stop over-thinking all of this.

As Emmett then looked up, he saw to his joy that the familiar mansion had come within his sight again. He felt really happy to be home again. While the crime rate was slightly lower than in the original 1935, due to better methods for the police to catch the thieves, he should still watch out. At least it was a quiet night, so he could hear it if any car flew down from the skyway and landed behind him.

The teenager still couldn't help but be fascinated, at everything that had been revealed to him in the past few hours. When he had grown up, flying cars were considered normal – even though some old men had told him that everything was advancing 'way too fast', and that they remembered the times where horses and wagons dominated the streets instead of flying cars the sky. While Emmett had been more attracted to those stories than others, being an Old West fan, he'd still considered flying cars to be reasonably normal. He had, therefore, been in for a lot of shock when he heard that, in the original timeline, they wouldn't be around for at least sixty years from now, if not more.

Emmett walked up to the mansion, and passed his garage, in which he usually did his scientific experiments. Normally, he would've felt the urge to go in there, and experiment. Now, though, he had no such urge, being completely exhausted from the long day. Despite his worries whether he would be able to remember his new cousin and new friends ever, or whether he just had to get acquainted with them all over again (from their point of view, at least) he didn't care at the moment. He was tired, and just wanted to sleep.

He then walked over to his front porch, and knocked on the door. Moments later, his mother arrived, hugged him tight, making him feel even worse with all her questions about where he'd been. After that, though, he was taken inside again, and Emmett could, after an exhausting day, finally go to bed again.