This story is written in response to July's Back to the Fanfic Challenge. Marty's normally sensible twin brother, Calvin, overindulges on grasshoppers, causing him to pass out.

December 20, 1985
6:00 PM PST

One Friday night, the McFly family had been invited over to a party and dance by Milton and Susan Baines. Marty and Calvin were both excited about going, even if Jennifer won't be there. Milton and Susan had a son named Brent, who was the same age as Marty and Calvin - and Brent had always been their favourite cousin. As soon as the family had arrived at the home, Brent ran out to greet Marty and Calvin.

'How are my favourite cousins doing?' asked Brent, as he hugged Marty.

'I'm doing very well, thank you,' replied Marty. 'How about you?'

'I have a girlfriend, now,' Brent said, happily, as he hugged Calvin. 'Her name is Molly Swick. She is such a sweetheart - and she adores heavy metal. I don't know too many girls who love heavy metal.'

'Jennifer listens to heavy metal,' Marty said, smiling.

'Jennifer Parker, you mean?' Brent asked, smiling. 'Oh, yeah, I remember her. You two make such a gorgeous couple. I'm not surprised that you two are still together.'

'Well, Jennifer and I are destined to marry someday,' Marty said, with a smile.

'So what about you, Calvin?' Brent asked. 'Do you have a girlfriend.'

'Uh, no, not really,' replied Calvin. 'I have a lot of female friends, but I'm not in love with anyone. I'm not too worried about it. The right girl will come along, eventually. I just have to be patient.'

'Oh, yes,' Brent said, smiling, 'you've always had your priorities. Molly and I have only been dating for two months, and she is the love of my life. However, I didn't fret over not having a girlfriend before Molly came along.'

'So where did meet Molly?' asked Marty.

'I met her at the roller rink,' replied Brent. 'She goes to the high school the next town over. I wish we went to the same high school, though.'

'Yeah, I don't really blame you, Brent,' Marty said, smiling.

'So, would you boys like a grasshopper?' asked Brent.

'Uh, you mean one of those alcoholic mint malt drinks?' asked Marty.

'Yeah, of course, silly!' Brent said, laughing. 'You didn't think I meant real grasshoppers, did you?'

'Uh, no, not really,' stammered Marty.

'I'll have a grasshopper,' Calvin said, eagerly. 'I bet they taste delicious.'

'Oh, you bet,' replied Brent, smiling. 'How about you, Marty?'

'Uh, no, thank you,' replied Marty.

'No?' Brent asked, astonished. 'Why not? You don't know what you're missing.'

'I just don't like to drink anything with alcohol in it,' replied Marty.

'What's the matter, Marty?' Brent asked. 'Chicken?'

'I'm not a chicken!' Marty retorted. 'I just don't like alcohol.'

'Well, okay, Marty,' Brent said, sighing. 'You don't know what you're missing, though.'

Marty just rolled his eyes. Marty had wanted nothing to do with alcohol, after seeing how alcohol had negatively affected his mother in the old timeline. He was a little surprised that Calvin had taken on Brent's offer of a grasshopper. Calvin was normally the sensible twin who tried to keep Marty from being too impulsive.

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About two hours later, Marty and Calvin joined each other on the dance floor, as music was playing. Marty was content with drinking fruit punch, while Calvin was drinking another thing of grasshopper.

'Are you sure you don't want at least a sip, Marty?' asked Calvin.

'Yes, Calvin, I'm sure,' replied Marty. 'I saw how alcohol can ruin my mother. So I just don't like alcohol.

'But this tastes good,' argued Calvin, 'much better than the shamrock shakes they serve at McDonald's in March.'

'Uh, Calvin, you might want to make this your last drink,' Marty said, gently. 'I don't want you to pass out.'

'I can take care of myself, Marty,' snapped Calvin. 'I don't need you lecturing me about how alcohol is bad for you. I'll be fine.' Then Calvin left in a huff.

Marty had sighed. He could hardly believe the arguement they just had. Usually, Calvin was the one lecturing Marty on something or another - and Marty was the one to insist that he didn't need to be lectured to. Marty couldn't help but worry about his twin. Calvin seemed to be addicted to those grasshoppers.

oooooooooo

At around midnight, Marty went to use the washroom, when he saw that Calvin was lying on the floor unconscious. Tears filled Marty's eyes, as he was concerned about his twin. Marty ran up to his father.

'Dad! Dad!' Marty called out, urgently. 'Calvin is passed out on the washroom floor. I think he drank too many grasshoppers.'

'Why didn't you try to stop him?' demanded George.

'I did try to stop him,' Marty insisted, tearfully, 'but he refused to listen to me.'

'I'm sorry, Marty,' George said, sighing. 'I'll go attend to him. I hope we don't need to call an ambulance.'

Milton went to join George and Marty in the washroom. Fortunately, Milton was a physician, so he could easily tend to Calvin. George and Milton had lifted up Calvin's body, and propped Calvin up on the bench. Then Milton had fixed up some 'wake-up juice' to help Calvin regain consciousness. Marty sat next to Calvin, and he wept silently. He was so worried that Calvin might die.

'It's okay, Marty,' Milton said, softly. 'I just have to give him some of the juice, and then he'll be fine. Here, put the clothespin on his nose - and the stand back'

Marty did just that. When Calvin opened up his mouth, Milton had poured the juice down Calvin's throat. Then Milton stood back with Marty. Suddenly, Calvin stood up, opened his eyes, and jumped up.

'Wah! Hot Hot!' panted Calvin, as he ran over to the water basin, and dunked his head in it.

Marty and Milton had lifted Calvin up, and looked at his face.

'He's still out,' Marty said, quietly, as a tear slipped down his face.

'Oh, that, that was just a reflex action,' Milton explained. 'It's gonna take a few more minutes for the stuff to really clear up his head. He'll be fine, though.'

'I hope so,' Marty whispered, as another tear rolled down his face.

Marty and Milton then began slapping Calvin's face, hoping to wake him up.

After about ten minutes, Calvin woke up and exclaimed, 'Whoa!'

'Calvin! Calvin! Are you okay?' Marty asked, his voice snagging on a sob.

'I think so,' mumbled Calvin. 'Whoa, what a headache!'

Then Marty held Calvin tightly, as he wept silently.

'Wha-what's wrong, Marty?' Calvin mumbled.

'I was so worried you would die,' Marty said, quietly, as tears were rolling down his face. 'I was so worried about you, Calvin. I warned you that something like this might happen.'

'You're right, Marty,' mumbled Calvin. 'You're right. I should have listened to you. I guess I just got addicted to those grasshoppers.'

'Will you be okay, Calvin?' Marty asking, sniffing a bit.

'I'm just a bit tired,' mumbled Calvin. 'I'll be fine, though.'

'Good! Good!' mumbled Marty, as he hugged his twin. Then Marty wiped his face with the back of his hand, and helped Calvin up.

Then George set up a cot, as Martin and Milton had helped Calvin walk over. Marty had tucked Calvin in, then he kissed Calvin's forehead.

'Good night, Calvin,' Marty whispered.

'Good night, Marty,' replied Calvin. 'I'm sorry I didn't listen to you earlier.'

'Just try to get some rest, now, okay?' Marty said, softly. 'I love you.'

Then Marty gave Calvin one more kiss on the forehead, before turning out the light and leaving the room.

This story is written in response to last year's December's Challenge. Marty and Calvin give each other a very special present.

December 25, 1985
7:30 AM PST

'Rise and shine!' called out Calvin McFly - as he shook his twin brother, Marty, awake. 'It's time to wake up!'

'Oh, please,' mumbled Marty, sleepily, 'it's too early. I don't get up until ten.'

'Come on, Marty!' exclaimed Calvin. 'It's Christmas! It's the most special day of the year!'

When Marty made no move to wake up, Calvin leaned over to tickle his twin. Marty started to laugh and squirm, while Calvin tickled him mercilessly. Calvin was tempted to tickle the soles of Marty's feet, but he thought better of it.

'Okay! Okay!' insisted Marty, through helpless laughter. 'I'm getting up, now!'

'Are you sure, Marty?' asked Calvin, as he still tickled Marty.

'Yes! Yes! I'm sure!' Marty insisted, laughing. 'Now if you will just stop tickling me.'

'If you're not up in five minutes,' said Calvin, smiling, 'then I will tickle you some more.'

As Calvin finally stopped tickling Marty, Marty sighed and said, 'Gee, Calvin, you sure can be so stubborn.'

'Yeah, I know,' replied Calvin, smirking. 'Now get out of bed and get dressed. Mom cooked breakfast for us' Then Calvin left the room.

Marty reluctantly stepped out of bed, and got dressed. Even though Marty loved his twin dearly, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed that Calvin couldn't just leave him in peace that morning. After Marty got dressed, he walked into the kitchen.

'Well, Marty, you're up early,' Marty's mother, Lorraine, observed - with a smile.

'Only because Calvin was so persistent,' Marty said, sighing. 'He just couldn't leave me in peace this morning.'

'Well, you don't want to miss breakfast, do you?' Lorraine asked, smiling. 'I made some fruit soup for everyone. I know how much you love fruiit soup.'

'Oh, really?' Marty asked, amazed. 'That so awesome, Mom. That's one of my favourite foods. We don't have that too often, though.'

'Well, if we had it everyday,' Lorraine said, smiling, 'then it wouldn't be special, would it?'

'I knew you wanted to have the soup nice and hot,' added Calvin.

'Oh, thank you, Calvin,' Marty said, warmly. 'I guess you really were just looking out for me, as always.'

'Of course, my dear brother,' Calvin said, smiling.

After the twins hugged, they sat down at the table with Dave and Linda - and they waited for their father, George, to join them.

oooooooooo

After breakfast, everyone had gone into the living room to open up their presents. As a tradition, Marty and Calvin always opened up each other's presents last.

First, Marty and Calvin had opened up their present, which was given to them by their parents. It was a Nintendo game called The Legend of Zelda.

'Oh, thank you, Mom! Thank you, Dad!' Marty exclaimed, with joy. 'I have been wanting this game for quite awhile, now.'

'Yeah, thank you, Mom and Dad,' Calvin added, smiling. 'The game is so awesome!'

Marty then opened up his present from Dave, and he saw that it was David Lee Roth's EP, called Crazy From The Heat. Calvin then opened up his present from Dave, and he saw that it was the album by Lionel Richie, entitled Dancing On The Ceiling.

Next, Marty and Calvin had opened up their presents from Linda, and they both received a large bottle of cologne.

Then came the big moment. Marty and Calvin were looking at each other, uncertain of who should open his present first.

'Why don't you go first, Calvin?' Marty asked, softly.

Calvin then smiled, as he slowly unwrapped his present. He saw that it was a photo album, made up of pictures that have been taken over the years where Marty and Calvin were together. The earliest picture was a black-and-white photo that was taken of the twins, just a few hours after they were born. Then there were pictures of Marty and Calvin together in a stroller, wearing identical clothes. The most current picture was taken two weeks ago, where Marty and Calvin were standing on each side of Doc's time DeLorean, while Doc had taken their picture.

'Aw, Marty!' gushed Calvin. 'That is so sweet! It's so nice looking at pictures of our childhood. I kinda miss being a kid, don't you?'

'Yeah, sometimes I do,' Marty said, softly. 'It until until we get older, that we realize just how easy kids have it. They also don't get that much homework.'

'Okay, Marty, now it's your turn,' Calvin urged, gently.

Marty then slowly opened up his present, and he saw that it was a book, entitled My Dear Brother. Marty flipped through the pages, and he saw that it consisted of stories handwritten by Calvin. Marty smiled and threw his arms around Calvin. The two of them embraced for a minute or two.

'Oh, thank you so much, Calvin,' Marty said, smiling. 'I'll have to read this book today. It was so sweet of you to think of me. I'll have to go to my room, and read it, right away.'

'Yeah, you go right ahead,' Calvin replied, gently squeezing Marty's shoulders.

'Oh, no,' Lorraine said, with authority. 'You are not going anywhere, until after we clean up this mess, boys.'

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A few hours later, Marty was in his bedroom, reading the book that Calvin had written for him. They were all stories of memorable events that had taken place in their lives. Some of the stories had made Marty laugh, while others had made him cry. He was so touched that his twin thought so highly of him. He then walked over to Calvin's room, and knocked on his door.

'Who is it?' asked Calvin.

'It's me, Marty,' replied Marty, softly. 'Can I come in?'

'Sure, go right ahead,' replied Calvin. 'Did you read the book, yet?'

'I most certainly did,' Marty replied, smiling softly. Marty then reached out to hug Calvin. 'It was so sweet,' Marty continued, as he wept a little. 'I am so touched.'

'I'm so happy you like it, Marty,' Calvin whispered, as he grabbed a tissue and wiped Marty's eyes with it. 'I really enjoyed looking at the photo album, too.'

'I'm so happy you enjoyed it,' Marty said, with a smile.

'Well, Marty,' Calvin said, smiling. 'There is no doubt about it. We are best friends forever.'

Marty warmly smiled back at his twin. Then they embraced, again. Calvin was so right.

Looking Back

Author's Note: This story is written for January's Challenge. Marty and Calvin look back on the events of 1985 - as they welcome the year 1986.

December 31, 1985
11:00 PM PST

Marty and Calvin McFly were sitting on Marty's bed, listening to Huey Lewis and The News, drinking apple cider and eating sugar cookies.

'This has been one really eventful year,' Calvin asked, 'hasn't it, Marty?'

'You've certainly got that right,' Marty replied. 'I thought I would never adjust to having two sets of memories. The events of the original timeline seem so hazy, now - like it was just a dream. I have much clearer memories of growing up with you. Of course, we now know who the mysterious Calvin Klein is - and it's not the fashion designer.'

'You apparently made a big difference in the life of our parents,' Calvin said, cheerfully. 'I mean, they even named me Calvin because of it.'

'I wonder who my parents named me after,' Marty pondered, 'in the old timeline.'

'I think Dad did mention that our great-great-grandfather, Seamus, had a brother named Martin,' Calvin replied.

'Oh, yeah, come to think of it,' Marty said, smiling, 'I do remember, now. My full name is Martin Seamus McFly - so I guess I was named about Seamus and his brother. I wonder what that Martin was like.'

'If I remember correctly,' said Calvin, 'Seamus and his wife had a firstborn son named William, and that's where my middle name came from. I guess William was the first McFly to be born in America.'

'It's kinda funny,' mused Marty, 'how we never really thought much about the ancestors that our middle names came from. I don't even know anything about this other Martin. Of course, we both know where Calvin came from.'

'It almost seems like our lives will never quite be the same,' remarked Calvin, 'since Doc had created the time machine. I wonder if Doc will ever get around to studying the other great mystery of the universe he mentioned - women.'

'Well, maybe within the next year, Doc will find someone,' suggested Marty. 'It would be nice if Doc would be able to find his women. I think he deserves to be happy.'

'Do you really need a woman to be happy, though?' Calvin asked. 'I know you and Jennifer have been dating for over two years. I'm not dating anyone right now, though - and I don't really feel that I need a woman in my life, to be happy.'

'I guess you're right, Calvin,' Marty replied, sighing. 'Well, I know how Doc feels that the idea of falling in love at first sight is romantic nonsense. He says that there's no scientific rationale to it. I swear that Doc sometimes takes this science thing a little too far. I mean, not everything has to be about science.'

'Yeah,' agreed Calvin, 'but science can certainly explain many of the great mysteries of the universe. Anyway, just like you're very passionate about music - Doc happens to be very passionate about science. We must respect other people's passions.'

'Yeah, I understand that, Calvin,' Marty insisted. 'It's just that I sometimes worry that Doc may be a bit lonely. I mean, he doesn't seem to have much of a social life.'

'Well, not everybody is real sociable,' Calvin explained. 'It's great that you're concerned about Doc - but you have to realize that what makes you happy, may not necessarily make Doc happy. Know what I mean?'

'Yeah, I guess,' replied Marty. 'So, anyway, have you thought of making any New Years Resolutions? Do you have any goals for the new year?

'I don't really bother with making New Years Resolutions,' Calvin replied. 'I mean, seriously, how many of us really keep them. We're bound to mess up sooner or later.'

'I see what you mean, Calvin,' said Marty, nodding. 'Still, we could make goals to work towards. I could resolve to not get anymore tardies - but I'm sure that I'd flub that up, sooner or later. Of course, since finding out about what my future could be like, I have made it a point to not lose self-control whenever people call me a name. I just tell myself that it shouldn't really matter what people like Douglas Needles and his gang think of me. I mean, it's not like most people value their opinion, anyway. I've been trying not to be so sensitive to criticism.'

'Yeah, you've really gone a long ways, Marty,' Calvin said, nodding. 'I'm sure just about all of us desire to be liked and accepted - but we have to accept the fact that not everyone is going to like us. It's best to just be yourself. I mean, look at Doc. He couldn't really care that many people in town think that he's crazy. He doesn't let the negative opinion of other people influence his life.'

'I most certainly cannot argue with that,' Marty said, smiling. 'Well, anyway, I suppose we should head out into the living room, and join the rest of the family.'

'That's a good idea,' replied Calvin. 'There's no better way to greet the new year, than with your family.'

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'Ten! Nine! Eight!' The whole McFly family was counting down together, with the announcer on the TV screen. 'Seven! Six! Five! Four! Three! Two! One! Happy New Year!'

There were suddenly fireworks exploding all over the TV screen. Marty and Calvin embraced each other. Then they embraced their older siblings, Dave and Linda. Then they embraced their parents.

'Let's have a toast, everyone!' suggested the twins' father, George. 'Let's have a toast for the new year!'

Marty and Calvin then lifted up their cans of Diet Pepsi Free, as the rest of the family listed up their cans of soft drink.

'Should we play Charades, everyone?' the twins' mother, Lorraine, asked smiling.

Everyone cheered, in excitement. Marty, Calvin, and Lorraine made one team - while Dave, Linda, and George made the other team. The game lasted for about an hour, and the twins' team has won. Marty and Calvin then decided to go to bed.

'Good night, Marty,' said Calvin, as he hugged Marty.

'Good night, Calvin,' replied Marty, returning the hug. 'Let's make this a wonderful new year, shall we?

'You bet,' whispered Calvin. 'This is a brand new year, and this is a perfect time for new beginnings.'

'Have a good rest, Calvin,' Marty said, as he headed to his bedroom.

'You, too, Marty,' Calvin called out, after Marty.

After Marty had changed into his pajamas, and snuggled under his bed - he fell asleep, smiling. Marty had resolved to make this new year a wonderful year.

Stage Fright

This story is written for this month's Back to the Fanfic Challenge.

February 22, 1986
10:00 AM PST

Marty was in his bedroom, lying on his bed and listening to his radio, when there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Marty asked, a bit sleepily. He really didn't feel like talking to anyone.

"It's Calvin," replied a voice on the other side. "Marty, can I come in for awhile? This is really important, Marty. I need to talk to you about something."

"Yeah, I guess so," Marty replied, stretching his arms. "Why don't you just come on in? Then, we can talk about whatever it is that's on your mind."

"Listen, Marty," Calvin said, nervously, "I'm wondering if you, uh, could possibly take my place tonight. The idea of giving a speech in front of thousands of people makes me feel so petrified. I'm not sure I could do this, Marty."

"Uh, Calvin," Marty said, sighing, "I don't think it would be right for me to take your place. I mean, it's your speech. Besides, is this really such a big deal? You did a great job on writing that speech - and it's an issue that you feel passionate about."

"Marty, you have to help me," Calvin groaned. "It may not be such a big deal to you, because you are used to performing on stage. You even went quite overboard, when you were playing Johnny B Goode back in 1955. I always get nervous, though - when I have to stand up in front of an entire crowd. What if I freeze up on stage?"

"Okay, well," Marty replied, "It would not be right for me take your place. However, I can help you to develop the confidence for your speech tonight. Your speech is about individuality. That's a very interesting subject, and you did a good job with writing it."

"Why are being so strong-willed, Marty?" Calvin demanded. "It is not anyone would really notice the difference. You and I are twins, after all. Can't you do this for me?"

"What if your speech won?" Marty asked. "You would probably expect me to take your place in the national championships, too - all the while, giving you the credit for it. Is that really fair to me, Calvin?"

"Marty, why are you being so self-centred?" Calvin asked, as threw up his arms. "Is that the only reason you're objecting to doing this? Because you won't be the centre of attention, for oncein your life?"

"Self-centred? Me?" Marty demanded, as he raised his voice. "You are the one who wants me to cover for you, Calvin William McFly! How am I the one who is being self-centred? You're asking me to pretend that I'm you - while I step up to the podium and give your speech for you."

"You don't have to yell at me, Marty!" Calvin insisted, as tears filled his eyes. "I just thought you might be willing to do a favour for your very own twin brother."

"All right, Calvin," Marty said, as he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry I yelled at you. I was a bit offended, though, that you accused me of being self-centred. I really want to help you, Calvin. It's just that, well, you really need to do this yourself."

"Yeah, I guess you're right," Calvin said, with resignition. "So, Marty, what can I do?"

"Try not to think about the audience," Marty suggested. "Just put your heart and soul into your speech. You know how strongly you feel on this issue."

"Oh, you make it sound so easy," Calvin groaned. "I just, I wish I wasn't so scared."

Marty sighed to himself, as that statement sounded a bit familiar to him.

"Calvin, there's nothing to be scared of," Marty insisted. "All it takes is a little self confidence. You know, if you put your mind to it, you could accomplish anything."

"Well, what if they didn't like my speech?" Calvin asked, near panic. "What if they all booed at me, and said that I was no good? I don't know if I could take that kind of a rejection. Marty, please, you really need to help me out."

Marty could barely believe what he was hearing. His twin was starting to sound a little bit like his father, before Marty went back in time to give him some confidence.

"I guess that would be pretty hard for you to understand," Calvin asked, as his eyes filled up with tears. "I'm just not used to performing in front of an audience, like you are. I can't even began to tell you how scared I am."

"Believe me, Calvin," Marty replied, as he put his hand on Calvin's shoulder, "I have felt that way a few times myself. Hell, I even remember feeling just that way - back in October, when the judges at the dance auditions failed our band."

"Oh, I believe I know what you're referring to," Calvin replied. "You mean the dance auditions that you performed at - the night before you travelled back to 1955, right?"

"Right, it was that one," Marty replied, blushing a little. "Had I not ever gone back to 1955, I might not have gained the courage to send my audition tape in to the record company. Anyway, Calvin, I think you need to work at overcoming your fears, too."

"Okay, Marty, I'll do anything," Calvin said, sighing. "Why can I do, to overcome this fear? I was very excited about being the class winner - but I'm so scared, Marty."

"Okay, Calvin, we could try doing this," Marty suggested. "I'll talk to our parents, and you maybe can practice giving the entire speech in front of our family. Just give your speech to us, in the same way as you would in front of an audience. Would that help you out a little bit? This could give you a little practice."

Calvin was silent for a minute, then he smiled. "Thank you, Marty!" Calvin replied. "I think that might help me out a lot. I could also rehearse the speech in my bedroom, and I could imagine that I'm giving the speech to an audience. That might work."

"Now that's good thinking," Marty replied, as he threw his arms around his twin. "I do have a lot of faith in you, Calvin. I know you can do this. All it just takes is a little bit of self-confidence."

"Thanks so much for believing in me, Marty," Calvin said, softly. "I believe I could do this, now. Anyway, it feels go to know that you, at least, would be cheering me on."

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"And next up," the main speaker was saying, "Calvin McFly will be presenting to us his speech on individuality. So let's all give him a warm applause."

Calvin sighed to himself, as he stepped onto the stage. He could hardly believe that the big moment had finally arrived. He didn't even feel as nervous, as he did earlier that morning. He felt very grateful to have a twin brother like Marty.

"All right, everyone," Calvin announced, into the microphone. "It is a pleasure to be here this evening. My name is Calvin McFly - and my speech will be about individual expression. I think this is one issue many of think about, from time to time."

As the audience erupted into applause, Calvin flashed a lopsided smile towards the audience - and he fel a great courage to carry on.

"I think many of us have a desire to persue in whatever we enjoy," Calvin explained, with great confidence. "However, even today, we live in an era where there there are people who want to limit our individual expression - based on traits like gender, race, age, and a host of other ways to divide humanity."

Calvin batted his eyes and flashed the audience another smile, as he continued, "It is unfortunate how, even in this day and age, we have cultural expectations that dictate how we should express ourselves. However, if we all try to open our minds a little bit more - we could all do our part to remove the many ways we might stigmatize those who behave in ways that are contradictory to the cultural expectations we might hold of that individual's gender, race, age, and whatnot."

As Calvin became passionate in his speech, he no longer even realized that he was speaking to an audience of several thousand people.

A Bond Like No Other

November 9, 1985
3:00 PM PST

It's been exactly two weeks since seventeen-year-old Marty McFly returned from the year 1955. Since then, he had quite a lot to adjust to. Granted, things have changed for the better. His father was actually a confident man who recently released his first novel, while his mother was actually more cheerful and loving. Dave and Linda gained more confidence. He certainly did help to make his family life better.

The biggest shocker of all, however, was how he had a new identical twin brother! It was the biggest shocker of all. The twin's name was, interesting enough, Calvin. This was obviously the result of everything Marty did back in 1955. He sure loved his twin brother dearly, but he sometimes felt a little unease by how Calvin came to be.

He had a dual set of memories, which made things very complex. He remembered the original timeline, where he was the only member of the McFly family who rather had a positive outlook on life. He was the only child born to George and Lorraine in the year 1968, as well. There were also his memories of his past in this new timeline, where he and Calvin actually grew up together. Remembering two pasts could be confusing.

Even though his memories from the original timeline were now hazy, he sometimes felt as though his past from that timeline really was his only real past. The new timeline he was in wouldn't even exist, if it wasn't for everything he did back in 1955. However, it was just as real as the old timeline - so this new past was just as equally valid.

He was still very amazed by how he didn't faint at the sight of his twin, shortly after returning from the week he spent in 1955. It sure was sometimes tough to not think that Calvin was only a copy, while he was the original. It was almost as if he was, in essense, the creator of his own twin. He knew it wasn't quite true, though.

Upon further thought, he really was more amazed by how much things have stayed the same. Besides his family and Biff Tannen, the rest of the world really seemed to be quite the same as if it was before. It was probably most amazing, however, how he was born at the exact same time in the new timeline - albeit with a twin!

He had plenty of fond memories of growing up with his twin, dressing up in identical outfits, switches places, and basically having a real close bond. On the other hand, though, he grew up completely twinless in the original timeline. It was real strange!

It felt real strange to think of how the only timeline his twin knew was the one where his parents were very happy and successful. He never grew up in the timeline where his father was a pushover and his mother was an alcoholic. He really had to admit he sometimes envied his twin brother. He knew how silly it really was, however.

Marty opened up the desk drawer where he kept all his diaries. He kept diaries since he was seven years old. It was something his teacher really suggested, as a way to practice his writing skills. It was actually very amazing how, in both timelines, he has been assigned to the same teachers - and Calvin was always in his classes.

He picked up the first diary he ever wrote, and he read the very first entry. He said a lot about his family. He mentioned how much he sure loved his parents, how he would love Dave and Linda most of the time, and how close he was to his twin brother.

As it wasn't really a diary he kept private, his innermost thoughts weren't there. The diary basically detailed the things he did at school, like how he resented being paired up with somebody other his twin for a class project - especially since this project had competing in it, and he strongly hated having to compete with his twin brother.

The subsequent entries mentioned how he would plead and bargain with his teacher to let him work with Calvin, but his teacher was quite adamently against it. The very worst part of the whole deal was how his own twin didn't share in his misgivings.

His twin was so confident he would do better than Marty, he even gave Marty a very rough time for not wanting to work against him - and he would say that Marty a "sore loser". His twin's arrogance really made him so upset, he retaliated by sabotaging the project that his twin was working on. Then there were a lot harsh words exchanged.

Marty soon felt quite bad about his actions, he offered to help Calvin do his project over again. His twin felt real bad about the fight, too - and he finally apologized for really being arrogant. Eventually, they finally agreed to work together on a project with their partner - and all four of them ended up sharing the class prize.

Their teacher even apologized for pitting them against each other, and said that she felt pretty bad for nearly ruining their friendship. Tears welled up in Marty's eyes, as he recalled how that was quite one of the lowest points in their lives. The fight made him feel terribly sad, and the fight never even happened in the original timeline!

oooooooooo

Calvin was also pondering over his twin and his best friend. He'd always love his twin brother, but he just had a tough time adjusting to the fact that Marty remembered a whole other past, where Marty was a singleton. He was actually so taken aback with learning that Marty McFly himself was the mysterious Calvin Klein! There was a great irony with knowing that he was actually named after his very own twin brother!

He actually hated to admit it, but he had to admit that he felt too uncomfortable with the concept that his own twin had been indirectly responsible for his existence. Since he went to the future with Marty and Doc, he actually couldn't help but think of what timeline Marty identified with more. He hated admitting that he felt rather insecure.

He thought back to how, on April Fools Day every year, he and Marty would switch places. Even though rarely anyone was fooled anymore, they sure still had fun. He then thought back to how very jealous he felt, after Marty started dating Jennifer. Calvin had behaved immaturely, and it was rather fortunate just how he and Marty managed to patch everything up. Marty was indeed a great best friend.

He remembered all the stories that his parents told about Calvin Klein, the boy they knew for a week in 1955 - but had a huge impact on their lives. It was very strange thinking about how he rather heard those stories his whole life, yet Marty did those things only two weeks ago! Thinking of time travel tended to give him a headache.

It was disturbing to think of how, if Marty went back to 1955 and undid all his actions of the week, he could rather easily become erased from existence - and Marty would go back to being a singleton. He saw no reason why Marty might even wish to do so, but simply the fact that it was possible made him feel incredibly ill at ease.

Calvin reached under the bed, as he pulled out the photo album - which was all full of pictures of him and Marty. There was even a newspaper clipping with a mugshot that contained the newly born Martin Seamus McFly and Calvin William McFly, and under it was the headline that announced the twins' birth on June 20th of 1968.

He saw some pictures of them dressed identically, and placed in a two-seat stroller. It sure made him realize the great relationship he had with this twin. He stumbled across the pictures where the twins were celebrating their second birthday. Both twins really were covered in chocolate cake, as they were both seated in high chairs.

A few pages later, he stumbled across a picture of him and Marty on their first day of kindergarten. They had on quite similar outfits - except that Calvin was wearing blue, while Marty was wearing red. Both actually had lopsided smiles on their faces.

He then saw the picture of the science project he worked on back in second grade. He suddenly felt ashamed, as he remembered how he really gave his twin a hard time - all because of Marty's lack of desire to compete with him. That quite had to rank up there with the way he reacted upon Marty dating Jennifer, as far as being the worst fight.

Looking back in retrospect, he realized how his twin's only desire was simply for the two of them to get along. It was real obvious that Marty disliked the idea of having any sort of rivalry with his twin, and Calvin had been so insensitive to that fact. He suddenly became teary-eyed, as he thought with shame about he incident.

He realized it may have been his desire to develop an identity separate from his twin that motivated him to ruthlessly pick on his twin. He couldn't even really blame Marty for sabotaging his project in retaliation. He remembered just how angry he was, and he actually said that he hated Marty. Marty just responded with saying "screw you", before he ran out of the room in tears. He simply responded with "good riddance".

He suddenly wondered if his twin even remembered that fight. He probably did, if he remembered the way Calvin reacted to him dating Jennifer. The very idea of his twin remembering another timeline that he wasn't a part of was going to take quite a little getting used to - but Marty would always be his twin, and they'd always be friends!

"Calvin," called a voice that sounded just like his own, "are you in there? It's Marty! I was wondering if I could come inside for a little while. I did some rather deep thinking about you and me, and I just wanted to let you know - we will always be friends."

"Aw, Marty!" Calvin gushed, as he opened the door. He then threw his arms around Marty, and added, "Oh, Marty, I sure am simply sorry about what happened back in second grade. I was very mean to you - and I'm just not sure if you even remember that event, but I just feel so terrible about it. I was being very self-adsorbed."

"Aw, don't worry about it," Marty replied, softly. "I do remember that event - as I've just read about it in my diary. I forgave you a long time ago, though. Furthermore, I shouldn't have destroyed your project - no matter how upset I was. I'm sorry, too."

"All's well that ends well," Calvin replied, as he held Marty tightly. Tears filled his eyes, as he realized what a good friend he quite had in Marty. He knew right then and there that nothing would ever come between him and his twin. Not even the whole temporal condition of Marty could undermine the strong bond that the two of them shared.