Note: You can also read my story at this site. I can't post it to the fanfic site, because actor fic isn't allowed there.

Prologue

January 16, 1986
8:00 PM PST
BTTF Universe

Marty McFly was lying on his bed, listening to the radio, when his phone began to ring.

'Yo,' said Marty, as he picked up the phone.

'Hello, Marty, is that you?' asked Dr. Brown, whom Marty referred to as Doc.

'Hey, hey, Doc,' replied Marty, 'what's up?'

'Listen, Marty,' said Doc, 'can you meet me in my lab as soon as you have a moment? I've made a breakthrough on another project, and I'll need your assistance.'

'You didn't make another deal with terrorists, did you?' Marty asked, concerned.

'Oh, no, no, no, Marty,' replied Doc. 'Don't worry, Marty. We'll be fine. Can you come over in about 15 minutes?'

'Um, yeah,' replied Marty, as he popped a piece of candy in his mouth, 'I'm on my way.'

Marty then stepped out into his 4x4 Toyota truck, and he drove over to Doc's lab. He wondered what major project Doc came up with this time. It probably wasn't any bigger than the time machine, though. It had taken Marty some time to adjust to having two sets of memories. His trip back to 1955 nearly three months age had managed to change his family life for the better. Still, in some ways, he did miss his old life. Marty then pulled into the parking lot of Burger King, and he walked up to Doc's lab. Marty knocked on the door.

'Marty, you made it!' exclaimed Doc, as he hugged Marty. 'Come in, please.'

'So, Doc, what's up?' asked Marty, smiling. 'What did you need my assistance with?'

'Well, Marty,' replied Doc, 'I was working on a device that would allow telepathic communication, and I was wondering if you would mind experimenting with me.'

'Sure, no problem,' replied Marty. 'So what do I need to do?'

'Well,' explained Doc, 'we each put on one of these caps - and you keep thinking a thought over and over, again. I'll see if I can read you.'

'Check, Doc,' replied Marty, as he placed a cap over his head.

Doc then placed a cap on his head, flipped a switch, and instructed, 'Okay, Marty, now, just think whatever comes to your mind.'

Imagine if my life was a movie, thought Marty. Imagine if my life was a movie. Imagine if my life was a movie. Imagine if my life was a movie.

'Aw, dang it,' groaned Doc, taking off his cap. 'This damn thing doesn't seem to work.'

'So you weren't reading me?' asked Marty.

'No, I wasn't able to read you,' Doc said, sighing. 'Well, I won't give up yet - but I thought for sure that this thing would work by now.'

'Well, try not to lose all hope, Doc,' Marty said, as he comfortingly placed his hand on Doc's shoulder. 'You know what you've always told me. If you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything.'

'Isn't that the same thing your father says?' Doc asked, smiling a little.

'Uh, yeah,' replied Marty, 'but it's mostly because that's what I've been telling, during the week that I was in 1955.'

'Oh, so that explains it,' said Doc, smiling. 'Well, thank you for helping me, Marty.'

'Oh, that's not a problem, Doc,' Marty said, softly. 'Jennifer and I do have some plans for tonight, though. I guess I'll see you after school, tomorrow.'

'Good night, Marty,' said Doc, as he embraced his young friend.

'Good night, Doc,' replied Marty, as he returned the hug.

oooooooooo

January 16, 1986
11:00 PM EST
Real World Universe

Michael J Fox was sitting in the jacuzzi with two groupies, a blonde and a brunette. He had his arms around both girls, and the water was bubbling.

'So, Mike,' the blonde asked, coyly, 'have you ever imagined what it would be like to be Marty McFly, from Back to the Future?'

'Yeah, out of all the movies that you've performed in,' added the brunette, 'that one is my favourite. I hope they film a sequel, someday.'

'I think it would be nice, if time travel was possible,' Mike said, softly. 'There would be so many time paradoxes to worry about. I mean, I'm sure that many of us have dreamed about going to the past - and seeing our parents, when they were young. However, remembered what happened when Marty interfered with his parents' first meeting?'

'Oh, yeah,' replied the brunette, 'I suppose it would be a rather scary experience, to become erased from existence. The end of the movie really had me on the edge of my seat. I would hate to have been Doc. It seems so dangerous, being on top of that clock tower.'

'I'm sure it was very dangerous,' agreed Mike, nodding. 'Like Marty, I would hate to have been stuck in 1955. There are a lot of things I would really miss.'

'Like rock and roll, for instance?' asked the blonde.

'Well, that is certainly one of them,' agreed Mike. 'I would also miss the convenience of dryers, for instance. Then, having microwave ovens is certainly very convenient.'

'So, Mike,' asked the brunette, 'how would you like to be Marty McFly?'

'Well, we do seem to have a lot in common,' Mike said, smiling. 'I think, despite all its drawbacks, it would be fun to travel through time. I can think of a few eras that I would like to visit. I wouldn't really mind being Marty, I guess. I'm pretty happy with being me, though.'

'Aw, Mike,' purred the blonde. 'I love you so much!'

'I love you, too, Mike,' agreed the brunette.

'I love you girls, too,' Mike replied. 'I try not to hate anyone. I can't even say that I really dislike anyone. I mean, we have too much hatred in this world. There's no need to add more to it.'

'I totally agree, Mike,' purred the blonde. 'What we need is more peace and harmony in this world.'

'Right,' agreed Mike, smiling, 'we could always stand to have more peace and harmony in this world.'

Then Mike got up from the jacuzzi, and reset the bubbling device. Then Mike sat back into the jacuzzi, put his arms around both girls, and smiled.

Chapter One

January 17, 1986
7:30 AM PST
BTTF Universe

The radio alarm clock turned on, waking up Michael J Fox. The Power of Love by Huey Lewis and The News was playing. Mike sleepily stretched his arms, and then he opened up his eyes. Mike then glanced around the room, and then he realized he wasn't in his bedroom at all. However, something about this room had struck him as extremely familiar. He then realized that this was Marty McFly's bedroom from the set of Back to the Future.

How the hell did I get here? Mike wondered, to himself. Did I suddenly become my own character from Back to the Future? This cannot be possible. Okay, Mike, get a grip on yourself. It's all a dream - just a very intense dream.

'Hey, Marty!' called out a feminine voice, possibly Lorraine McFly. 'Are you up, yet? You don't want to be late for school, this morning. I'm making you some cinnamon toast, your favourite.'

'Yes, Mom!' replied Mike. 'I'm up! I'm getting dressed, now!'

'Good for you, honey!' replied Lorraine. 'Would you like some bacon, too?'

'Uh, no, thank you!' Mike replied. 'I don't want any meat this morning.'

'Would you like some orange juice?' asked Lorraine.

'Yeah, orange juice I'll have,' replied Mike.

Mike then went to look for some clothes to put on. He even found Marty's famous outfit from the movie. Mike decided that he might as well wear that. He still couldn't believe that he somehow became Marty McFly. Mike did consider himself to be very open-minded - but the idea of somehow becoming a character that he played in a movie seemed a little too fantastic to him.

Mike then looked into the mirror, and he realized that his looks hadn't really changed. Right, of course, thought Mike. Because I played Marty McFly, of course I would look exactly like him. Mike then went through Marty's cassette collection. Well, at least Marty has the same taste in music as I do, thought Mike. It could be worse. I could have become Alex Keaton from Family Ties.

After Mike finished adjusting his suspenders, he then put on his jean jacket, and he left his bedroom. He walked over to the kitchen, and he realized that the whole house looked exactly like the set from the movie. The furniture in the living room was the same as the furniture that was shown at the end of the movie.

'Good morning, honey!' gushed Lorraine, as she threw her arms around Mike and kissed his cheek.

'Good morning, Mom,' replied Mike, as he returned the hug. He felt strangely secure in the hug - even though the woman was, of course, not really his mother. She looked just like Lea Thompson did in her make-up work. Mike knew right away that this was Marty's improved family that was shown at the end of the movie.

'How many slices of toast would you like, Marty?' asked Lorraine.

'Uh, four, please,' replied Mike.

'Oh, you've got a real hearty appetite, eh?' Lorraine asked, smiling.

'Marty is a pig,' groused Linda, shooting Mike a dirty look.

'Now, Linda,' Lorraine said, sternly. 'That was not very nice. You apologize to your brother right now.'

'But, Mom, it's so not fair,' groused Linda. 'How can he eat so much, without putting on any weight?'

'He just happens to have high metabolism, I guess,' replied Lorraine. 'I'm still waiting for you to apologize.'

'Oh, all right,' sighed Linda, begrudgingly. 'I'm sorry, Marty.'

'Apology accepted,' Mike replied, smiling at Linda. Mike was not the kind of person to become easily angered.

Mike then sat down to eat his breakfast. Now remember, Mike told himself. Your name is Marty McFly. You are 17 years old. You live in Hill Valley, California. You are dating Jennifer Parker. You are the lead guitarist in a band called The Pinheads. You have an older friend named Dr. Emmett Brown. Your school principal, Mr. Strickland, is not too fond of you - and he considers you a slacker. Although, come to think of it, Mr. Strickland hasn't been shown in the new timeline. Did he still have the same negative opinion about the McFlys, as he had before? He figured that school started at 8:30 - so he tried to eat his breakfast as quickly as he could.

oooooooooo

January 17, 1986
10:30 AM EST
Real World Universe

The alarm clock started to ring, waking up Marty McFly. That's funny, Marty thought, I usually set my alarm clock to wake me up to music. Marty then looked around the room, and he realized he wasn't at home. How the hell did I get here? Marty thought, confused. Marty then reached behind him, to shut the alarm clock off.

Marty then walked over to the mirror, and he looked into it. Well, I still look the same, thought Marty. Then Marty chuckled nervously to himself. Of course I would still look the same, Marty thought, to himself. What did you think, McFly? You'd suddenly become a different person? This isn't Freaky Friday, you know. But, then, how did I suddenly end up in this room. Did someone kidnap me, and take me here?

Marty then stepped out into the kitchen, the floor feeling a bit cold and gritty under his bare feet. He then looked to see what was in the refridgerator. He saw a can of Pepsi Free in there, as well as some bananas. It certainly didn't seem like he had been kidnapped. He also looked at the clothes on his body, and he wondered where those pajamas came from.

Okay, McFly, get a grip on yourself, Marty thought, to himself. It's all a dream - just a very intense dream. Just go back to bed and get back to sleep, then you will soon wake up back in your own bedroom. Then Marty went to his bedroom, and did just that.

Marty later on woke up to the ringing of the door bell. Marty woke up, and saw that he still wasn't back home. He went to answer the door.

'Michael!' exclaimed a young blonde lady. 'What are you doing, still in your pajamas? Hurry up, get dressed! We have to be at the studio in half an hour!'

'Michael?' Marty asked, confused. 'Who the hell is Michael? My name is Marty! I'm Marty McFly!'

The blonde then then burst out laughing, and said, 'Oh, Michael, you are too funny! Of course, you're not really Marty McFly! You only played Marty McFly in a movie called Back to the Future.'

'What?' gasped Marty, as he nearly fainted. The blonde then reached out to steady Marty.

'Are you okay?' the blond asked, suddenly becoming serious. 'You're not sick, are you? You are definitely not Marty McFly! Marty McFly is just a fictional character that you've played in Back to the Future. You are Michael J Fox, and we need to be at the studio in 20 minutes. So you'd better hurry up and get dressed.'

Marty silently went into his bedroom, and he got dressed. Who the hell is Michael J Fox? Marty asked himself. So, apparently, I am some actor named Michael J Fox? I have never heard of him before in my life. This Michael J Fox guy played me in a movie called Back to the Future? Gee, this is real heavy. Where is Doc, when you need him?

'Hey, Michael, are you almost ready?' asked the blonde, somewhat impatiently. 'We have to leave soon!'

'Yes!' called out Marty. 'I'm almost ready! I just need to comb my hair.'

'Well, hurry up!' insisted the blonde. 'We don't want to be late! Just because you're not feeling well this morning, it does not mean you can slack up on your job. The show must still go on.'

Marty had just finished combing his hair, and he ran out to join the blonde. The blonde then drove Marty over to the studio where Family Ties was being filmed.

Chapter Two

January 17, 1986
8:20 AM PST
BTTF Universe

Mike had glanced at the clock on the wall, and he realized that he was a bit pressed for time. He checked his wallet, to make sure Marty's driver's licence was in there. Then he headed out to the garage, and he saw that Marty's 4x4 Toyota truck was there. Just like in the movie, Mike thought to himself, as he stepped into the truck.

He then started up the truck, as he drove around town, looking for Hill Valley High School. He also saw to it that he had Marty's schedule and school map with him, as well as Marty's locker combination number. Even though he had played Marty, and knew what his school looked like on the outside, he had no idea where all of Marty's classes were. He saw that Marty's homeroom teacher was someone named Ms. Coleman, and that the classroom was on the first floor.

Mike then passed that courthouse where the clocktower was, and the clock was still stopped at 10:04. Across from the courthouse was Lou's Aerobics Studios. Mike was so stunned, he nearly drove off the road. He could hardly believe that the set of the movie he had acted in over half a year ago had actually become real. Mike then saw the school building, as he drove into the school parking lot, to look for an empty space to park. Mike then began to walk into the school building, as he saw Mr. Strickland walking towards him.

'Well, well, well, McFly,' said Mr. Strickland, clicking his tongue. 'I see that you're late again.'

'I'm sorry, Mr. Strickland,' Mike said, blushing.

'I guess Ms. Coleman will have to give you another dose of her punishment after school today,' Mr. Strickland added.

Mike then felt a bit apprehensive. In what way would Ms. Coleman punish him for being late for school?

'Oh, you mean, she'll give me a detention?' Mike asked, slowly.

'I think you know what I mean, McFly,' Mr. Strickland said, sternly. 'Oh, there she is right now.'

'Well, McFly,' Ms. Coleman said, with a smirk, 'I guess you must like having your feet tickled, don't you? I see you didn't learn from last time!'

Mike stared at Ms. Coleman, stunned. He couldn't believe what he had just heard her say.

'That's right, McFly,' Ms. Coleman continued, with an evil grin. 'After school, we are going to my house again, and I am going to tickle those tootsies of yours for a good two hours or so. Maybe then you'll learn?'

'Uh, yeah, I guess so,' Mike stammered, still stunned. Since when did teachers tickle their students' feet for bad behaviour? This has to be some sort of bizarre dream, Mike thought, to himself.

'Okay, McFly,' Ms. Coleman continued, 'you'd better head off to class, now. Don't forget to meet me after school, today.'

'Yeah, Ms. Coleman,' Mike said, sighing. 'I'll see you after school.'

'Remember, McFly,' Ms. Coleman said, smiling, 'if you fail to show up after school, you will not be allowed to play with your band anymore.'

Oh, jeez, Mike thought, to himself. Well, he certainly did not want to get his character counterpart into any trouble - but, whoa, what a harsh punishment Ms. Coleman had just proposed. Mike was not above a little tickling here and there, as he had been known to tickle Justine Bateman on the set every now and then. Still, to tickle someone for two hours seemed a bit much.

Mike then glanced at his schedule, and he headed off to his next class.

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January 17, 1986
1:30 AM EST
Real World Universe

'Michael!' gasped the film director. 'What is with you today? You keep messing up your lines! Are you feeling sick today?'

'Uh, yeah, I guess I am,' Marty stammered. 'I guess you can say that I just don't feel myself today. I'm not sure what I'm coming down with.'

'Well, it is Friday,' said the film director, sighing. 'I suppose we can just call this a day - but, Michael, make sure you get plenty of rest this weekend. We really cannot afford to replace you, as you really are the highlight of the series.'

'Okay, I will,' replied Marty. I hope I'll be back in my world by Monday. I am tired of being Michael J Fox. I want to be Marty McFly, again. I miss my family, and my friends, and Jennifer.

'Are you okay, Michael?' asked the film director, concerned.

Without warning, Justine Bateman jumped on Marty and started to tickle him all over.

'Hey! Hey!' protested Marty, as he collapsed on the floor, laughing. 'What is that all about?'

'This is to get you back for all the times you've tickled me when I was in a bad mood,' Justine replied, smirking. 'So, Michael, how does it feel to be tickled to death? Huh?'

'Stop it!' Marty protested, through helpless laughter. 'Please just stop it!'

'Nope!' Justine said, with a smirk. 'This is revenge, Mikey baby! You can't get away from me!'

'Somebody please help me!' Marty pleaded, trying to escape from Justine.

Unfortunately for Marty, the rest of the cast was just content to stand around and smile.

After about 15 minutes, Justine had finally relented. 'There, Michael,' Justine said, smirking. 'Revenge sure tastes so sweet. Now maybe you'll think twice about tickling me when I'm in a bad mood.'

'Yeah, I certainly will,' replied Marty, breathing hard. Too bad she had to get him when I, Marty McFly, am stuck in his body. Gee, I sure hope I'm not stuck here for the rest of my life.

Marty hated to get his actor counterpart in trouble - as Michael J Fox was, in a sense, one to give him life. Marty decided that he will have to, later on, watch Back to the Future. Marty even had Justine pinch him on the set earlier, and the pinch definitely felt real.

Marty had remembered that Doc had postulated about the existence of alternate realities before. Marty had, in a sense, returned to an alternate reality after spending a week in 1955 getting his parents together. Still, Marty didn't understand how he ended up in this alternate reality. It's not like Marty had landed into this reality in Doc's time DeLorean. He went to sleep in his own bedroom, then he woke up in this strange world the next day. Apparently, Marty McFly didn't even exist in this world, except as a fictional charactor that Michael J Fox had played in Back to the Future.

Marty then thought of something. If he somehow landed in this world inside the body of Michael J Fox, who had played him in Back to the Future - did that mean that Michael J Fox somehow ended up in Marty's world, in Marty's body? Well, at least Michael J Fox had the advantage of knowing who Marty McFly was (albeit as a fictional charactor) and having had played him in a film - so at least Michael J Fox would have some idea of what to expect. Marty, on the other hand, had never even heard of Michael J Fox, until today.

Chapter Three

January 17, 1986
12:05 PM PST
BTTF Universe

Mike had brought his lunch tray to the table, and he sat down with Jennifer and The Pinheads.

'So I've heard you were late for school again, today,' Zach said, concerned.

'I thought for sure you would have learned the other day,' added Billy, 'after Ms. Coleman had tickled your feet for two hours. I mean, I know how you hate having your feet tickled.'

'Look, guys,' Mike said, blushing, 'I didn't mean to show up late for school today. I just lost track of time this morning, that's all.'

'Sure, Marty,' said Joey, rolling his eyes, 'that really is no excuse. We would hate to have to replace you on the guitar - but if you get barred from playing with us, we'll have no choice.'

'Yeah,' agreed Billy, 'I mean, isn't that the only alternative to getting your feet tickled.'

'Please, guys,' Mike protested, somewhat indignantly, 'I don't want to talk about this right now. Yes, I did get careless this morning, and I'm sorry. I'm not perfect, you know.'

'Yes, Marty,' said Joey, sighing, 'we know that you're not perfect. None of us are. Still, we're really worried about our band. So, Marty, you really do need to shape up.'

'Look, guys,' Mike cut in, with some irritation, 'I'm not who you think I am. I am not Marty McFly. My name is Michael J Fox!'

The Pinheads and Jennifer burst out laughing at Mike's comment.

'Michael J Fox?' gasped Billy, through laughter. 'What kind of a stupid name is that?'

'It's not a stupid name!' exploded Mike. 'What? You mean you've never heard of Michael J Fox? He's a famous actor, you know!'

'Yeah,' Zach snorted, 'in your imagination!'

'All right, then,' Mike snapped. 'Who plays Alex P Keaton in Family Ties?'

'Matthew Broderick, of course!' replied Joey.

'Matthew Broderick?' breathed Mike, stunned. 'But he turned down the role, because he had other commitments to keep!'

'Oh, how do you figure that?' Billy snorted. 'You mean to say that you no longer want to be a musician? Now you want to become an actor - and change your name to Michael J Fox?'

'What's wrong with Marty McFly?' asked Jennifer, concerned. 'I think Marty McFly is a very catchy name, and much nicer than Michael J Fox.'

Mike just stared at Jennifer, stunned. Mike felt so depressed that he wanted to cry.

'Look, Marty,' Jennifer said, as she gently placed her hand on Mike's arm, 'if it's of any consolation to you, I think you're much cuter than that Matthew Broderick guy.'

'Well, thank you, Jennifer,' Mike said, quietly, as he was blinking back tears.

'Please, Marty,' Jennifer said, softly, 'I don't understand what's troubling you today. Please don't change your name to Michael J Fox. I think Marty McFly is a nice enough name for you.'

Mike just couldn't take it anymore. He quietly stood up from the table, and dumped out his lunch tray. He then walked out of the cafeteria, he sat down by the lockers, then he began to cry. This was like some waking nightmare that he just couldn't wake up from.

Jennifer then walked up to Mike, gently put her hand on his shoulder, and she tried to comfort him. Mike was inconsolable, though. He knew that he had to consult Dr. Emmett Brown after school, today. Surely he could at least get the Doc to listen to his predicament.

oooooooooo

January 17, 1986
3:35 PM PST
Real World Universe

Marty was taking a little break from signing autographs. He had been amazed to discover that he did indeed have the same handwriting as his actor counterpart. He was also amazed to discover that he had the same taste in music and soft drinks as his actor counterpart.

'Okay, Michael,' a redhead girl had called out. 'Break is over, now! It's time to go sign some more autographs.'

Marty didn't feel like signing anymore autographs, though. He felt extremely depressed. He began to really miss his family - as well as his friends and, of course, Jennifer.

'Are you okay, Michael?' the redhead asked, gently. 'You look really down. Come on, Michael, what's troubling you today?'

Marty just couldn't take it anymore. He turned his head away, and he began to cry.

A bunch of fans were staring at him, shocked. Granted, Michael J Fox has had a few crying scenes on Family Ties - as well as the one crying scene in Back to the Future, when Marty thought that Doc had been shot dead by the Libyan terrorists again. Still, to have the great Michael J Fox crying right in front of you was somewhat of a shocking experience.

'Aw, what's wrong, Michael?' cooed one of the fangirls.

'Let me go cheer you up, Michael!' exclaimed another one of the fangirls.

'Aw, poor Michael!' gushed yet another fangirl. 'Why are you crying?'

'Hey, Michael,' urged another one of the fangirls, 'you can go cry on my shoulder!'

'Yeah, Michael,' added another fangirl, holding out a handkerchief, 'let me wipe the tears away from your eyes.'

'It's so sweet of you girls to be concerned for Michael,' the redhead told all the fangirls, 'but let's just give Michael his space right now. He's obviously very upset right now.' The redhead then turned to Marty and gently led him away from the fans.

'Now, Michael,' the redhead said, gently. 'Tell me what's upsetting you.'

'I, I don't belong here,' Marty sobbed. 'I want to go home!'

'Home?' the redhead asked, confused. 'Home where? You mean back to Canada?'

'No,' Marty replied, weeping, 'I mean home to Hill Valley!'

'Oh, Michael,' the redhead gushed, 'you really miss Back to the Future? It is, without a doubt, a great movie and a blockbuster hit - but you really feel so strongly about that movie that it making you heartsick? Well, Michael, if it becomes popular enough - they might ask you to come back for a sequel. I mean, there is always that possibility. You are such a great actor, and you were wonderful as Marty McFly.'

'Yeah, I guess so,' Marty said, sobbing, as he felt a little frustrated that he couldn't explain what was really upsetting him.

'Now, Michael,' the redhead continued, 'why don't you lie down for a little while, and try to calm down a bit? It bothers me to see you so upset.'

Marty then lay facedown onto the bed, as he buried his face into the pillow and wept brokenly.

Chapter Four

January 17, 1986
4:15 PM PST
BTTF Universe

'Okay, Mr. McFly and Miss Parker!' called out Ms. Coleman, as soon as the trio arrived at her home.

Mike and Jennifer had slowly followed Ms. Coleman into the house. Ms. Coleman then led Mike and Jennifer down to the basement, where Mike saw a table with restraints. Good grief! Mike thought, to himself. Is this like some sort of hobby for Ms. Coleman?

'Okay, Mr. McFly,' ordered Ms. Coleman, 'take off your shoes and socks.'

Mike had complied, not wanting to get his character counterpart in trouble. He could hardly believe what was happening, though.

'Okay,' Ms. Coleman commanded, 'lie down on the table now.'

With a bit of apprehension, Mike had lay down on the table - as Ms. Coleman began to restrain him tightly, and she made his feet completely immobile.

'Are you nervous, Marty?' Ms. Coleman asked, smiling.

'Yeah, Ms. Coleman, I am,' Mike said, stunned. This has to be a weird nightmare, Mike thought.

'Why are so nervous, Marty?' Ms. Coleman asked, sweetly. 'There's nothing to it. All you have to do is laugh and laugh.'

Mike had no idea how he was supposed to respond to a statement like that. Apparently, this was the same torture that Ms. Coleman had put Marty through the other day. Suddenly, without warning, Ms. Coleman had ran the brushes across the soles of his feet - causing him to burst out laughing helplessly. This is so unbearable, Mike thought, as he continued to laugh helplessly. Mike felt like he was going to faint.

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January 17, 1986
7:30 PM EST
Real World Universe

Marty was sitting in his living room, watching Back to the Future with some groupies. Everything seemed so surreal to Marty. All the events that were happening in the movie was exactly like the way things really happened for him. All the charactors even looked exactly the same as Marty had seen them, despite the fact that the same actors had played both the 1955 and 1985 version of the characters. Apparently Michael J Fox and Marty McFly were one of the very few actor/character pairs that looked exactly the same in 1985. Most of the other characters were played by actors much younger than them - although, with a lot of make-up work, they were still able to resemble their 1985 charactors to a tee. Even Christopher Lloyd, who co-starred with Michael J Fox, did not look exactly like Doc. According to one of the groupies, Chris Lloyd had brown hair - while Doc had blond hair in 1955, and white hair in 1985.

'Like watching yourself on TV, Michael?' one of groupies purred, as she ran her hand across Marty's hair.

'Well, it is a little surreal,' Marty whispered, smiling.

In a way, Marty was watching himself on TV in an even truer sense - then it would be if Michael had been watching it. He had to say that he was very impressed that Michael J Fox had managed to play his role so perfectly. Of course, Marty began to wonder if creating stories, movies, and whatnot tended to create alternate worlds. Some of the scenes that were shown of Marty were a little embarrassing, though. If Marty ever made it back home, he would have to discuss that theory with Doc.

It was strange to think that, in this world, Michael J Fox had played the role of Alex P Keaton from Family Ties - while, in his own world, that role was played by Matthew Broderick. This would end up raising the question of if there were two Family Ties worlds - one world where Alex P Keaton looked like Michael J Fox, and the other world where Alex P Keaton looked like Matthew Broderick. One of the groupies, who was a hardcore Back to the Future fan, had postulated that there might be a Back to the Future world where Marty looked like Eric Stoltz - and that, in the Family Ties world, Eric Stoltz would play the part of Marty McFly. Thinking about all these alternate worlds was giving Marty a bit of a headache.

Marty then began to think of some of the dystopian worlds he has heard about - like the world portrayed in George Orwell's 1984, for instance. It would be depressing to think that an Orwell's 1984 world actually did exist. Then, what about the world portrayed in Jack Chick's comic tracts? Are there really a bunch of poor souls being condemned to hell in that world, simply because Jack Chick ruled it? Marty himself was a Christian, but he disagreed with Christians of the Jack Chick variety. In fact, he wondered if people like Jack Chick even were truly Christian.

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January 17, 1986
6:45 PM PST
BTTF Universe

Mike and Jennifer had walked over to the library, as soon as they left Ms. Coleman's home.

'Gee, talk about torture!' exclaimed Mike, shaking his head. 'I mean, I don't mind being tickled a little bit - but, whoa, for over two hours? I mean, gee, talk about excessive.'

'Well, Marty,' Jennifer said, gently, 'now you know not to be late for school again, right?'

'Uh, yeah, right,' stammered Mike.

'So, Marty,' asked Jennifer, 'are you still convinced that you're some actor named Michael J Fox?'

'Look, Jennifer,' Mike said, sighing, 'you believe in time travel, don't you? I mean, Doc did take you to the future with Marty.'

'Uh, yeah, I do believe in time travel,' replied Jennifer. 'If you're not really Marty, though, than how do you know about the event?'

'It's because I played Marty McFly in a movie,' explained Mike. 'I don't know how I ended up in this world, but I really am Michael J Fox. In the world I came from, Marty McFly only exists as a fictional charactor that I played in a movie.'

'Well, I guess I really have no choice but to believe you,' Jennifer said, sighing. 'I mean, I still remember how upset you were at lunchtime. By the way, I think Michael J Fox is a nice name. It's just that I also like the name Marty McFly.'

'Well, my name is really Michael Andrew Fox,' explained Mike. 'I just picked the J for my middle initial, as a homage to Michael J Pollard. There already was another actor named Michael Fox - and I didn't want to see headlines stating 'Michael, A Fox', so that's why I picked the J for my middle initial.'

'Oh, well that is pretty interesting,' replied Jennifer. 'Here we are, uh, Michael. We're at the library, now.'

'Cool,' replied Mike, 'and you can call me Mike. I think Michael sounds a little too formal.'

'Marty feels the same way about Martin,' Jennifer said, nodding. 'So what did you want to come here for?'

'I wanted to check out books of actors,' explained Mike. 'I wanted to see if my name was listed anywhere. The other actor named Michael Fox probably does exist in this world, but it appears that I don't.'

'Good luck, Mike,' Jennifer said, softly, as she gently patted Mike's shoulder.

After about 15 minutes, Mike sighed with distress. As he predicted, the other actor named Michael Fox had been listed - but there were no mentions of Michael J Fox.

'Any luck, Mike?' Jennifer asked, softly.

'Uh, no,' Michael said, shaking his head. 'I suppose we could try to find a pay phone, and I can call up the hospital that I was born in, to see if I exist.'

'Now there's an idea,' Jennifer said, smiling. 'Maybe you do exist in this world, but you're just not an actor.'

'Yeah, that could be possible,' Mike said, sighing.

Mike and Jennifer then walked outside, and walked over to a pay phone. Mike had used Marty's calling card to call the hospital where he was born.

'Uh, hello,' Mike said, into the phone, 'can you check to see if there was a Michael Fox born in your hospital on June 9 of 1961?'

After about two minutes, Mike hung up the phone.

'Let me guess,' Jennifer asked, gently, 'the results turned up negative?'

'Uh, yes,' whispered Mike.

Mike then sat down on a bench and began to cry. Jennifer sat down next to him, and she put a comforting arm around his shoulder.

oooooooooo

January 17, 1986
10:00 PM EST
Real World Universe

'Hey, Mike, can I give you a massage?' asked one of the groupies.

'Oh, sure,' Marty said, smiling, 'as long as you let me give you one, too.'

The groupie just smiled at Marty. Marty then lay down on his belly, as the groupie began to massage him. Marty then began to think of how lucky Michael J Fox was, to be pampered by groupies like that.

'You are such a sweet person, Mike,' cooed another one of the groupies. 'I can't hardly believe that I finally got to meet you.'

'Yeah, you're not like some of the other actors I've got to meet,' replied another groupie. 'You're very humble, and you don't have a big head.'

'I think this is the third time I got to meet you, Mike,' gushed another groupie. 'I wish I lived close by, so that I could see you more often.'

'You are so much like your charactor from Back to the Future,' purred the fifth groupie. 'You are so nice and sweet.'

'Yeah, Mike,' agreed the third groupie who spoke, 'you definitely exude peace and harmony.'

'Well, we certainly could use more peace and harmony in this world,' agreed Marty, smiling.

'Oh, I totally love you, Mike,' gushed the second groupie who spoke. 'You really are such a fox, Mike.'

Marty laughed lightly at the pun, then he said, 'Okay, now it's my turn to give you girls a massage.'

Chapter Five

January 17, 1986
7:45 PM PST
BTTF Universe

Mike had decided to head over to Doc's garage, and Jennifer had walked him over there. As soon as Mike had knocked on the door, Doc opened the door right away.

'Hello, Marty and Jennifer,' called out Doc. 'How are you guys doing?'

'Uh, Doc,' Mike said, slowly, 'there is something I need to tell you.'

'Well, Marty, what's on your mind?' asked Doc, as the three of them sat down on Doc's couch.

'Well, Doc, I'm not sure how to tell you this,' Mike said, slowly, 'but I'm not Marty McFly. I'm in Marty's body - but I am really Michael J Fox from another reality.'

'Okay, Marty, what's wrong?' Doc asked, confused. 'What makes you suddenly decide you don't want to be Marty anymore?'

'Don't tell me you don't believe me,' Mike pleaded, his eyes welling up with tears.

'Okay, then,' Doc said, sighing, 'let me put this mind reader on you, and I'll try to read your mind. Now don't say a word. It's very important.'

Oh, boy, thought Mike, as Doc had placed a suction cup on his forehead. This is so strangely familiar. Did Doc actually get this thing to work?

'Your name is Michael Andrew Fox,' said Doc, slowly. 'You are an actor, and your professional name is Michael J Fox. You play Alex P Keaton on Family Ties - and you... played Marty McFly on Back to the Future? Great Scott!' Doc then fainted to the ground.

'Well, at least we know that the mind reader device works,' Mike said, quietly. 'I guess I can't say that I'm too surprised that the revelation that I played Marty in a movie would put Doc into a state of shock. I just hope he can help me get back home.'

'I hope for your sake, too,' agreed Jennifer, softly, 'and for the sake of Marty. Which, come to think of it, if you're here in Marty's body - then where would Marty be?'

'Oh, goodness!' gasped Mike. 'If I'm here in Marty's body - then Marty must be in my world, in my body. Oh, goodness! I hope Marty doesn't get me into trouble. If he keeps insisting that his name is Marty McFly, he might end up getting me committed. After all, Back to the Future is a bestselling movie in our world - and Marty McFly is a pretty familiar name. It's just that everyone knows that Marty McFly is a fictional character that I played in a movie. Oh, goodness! Poor Marty! How is he going to take to the idea that he's a fictional character in our world? I just hope he doesn't end up getting me committed. I also hope he doesn't end up making out with any groupies. I mean, I'm a Christian - and I have a reputation to uphold.'

'Don't worry, Mike,' Jennifer said, softly. 'Marty is a Christian, too - and I know he wouldn't cheat on me. He's a pretty decent guy.'

'Phew, good,' breathed Mike. 'That's a relief. I know how madly devoted to you he is, but I just wanted to make sure.'

'You mean I was in the movie, too?' Jennifer asked, wide-eyed.

'Well, just a little bit,' replied Mike. 'You were in the beginning of the movie, when I was being blasted out by Strickland, and told that no McFly ever amounted to anything in the history of Hill Valley - and then you also showed at at the end, when I was admiring the 4x4 Toyota truck, and then Doc came by, and insisted that we needed to go back to the future with him.'

'So I just had a minor role, then?' asked Jennifer. 'I don't remember Strickland ever telling Marty that no Mcfly ever amounted to anything, though.'

'Oh, that scene took place in the old timeline,' explained Mike, 'when Marty's dad was still being bullied by Biff Tannen. I was telling you that it wasn't my fault, because the Doc set all of his clocks 25 minutes slow. Then Strickland popped out from around the corner, and he lectured me about how Doc was 'a real nutcase' - and that if I hung around him, I would end up in big trouble.'

'Okay, that part I remember,' Jennifer said, nodding. 'Then you said 'oh, yes, sir' - and then Strickland told you that you had a real attitude problem?'

'Right,' said Mike, nodding, 'that's what happened in the movie. Then Strickland probably said something different in this timeline, as Mike's dad had become a famous author.'

'He lectured you about how your dad might be a famous author,' said Jennifer, 'but that, if you didn't shape up, you would get nowhere with life. Then he told you that you didn't have a chance at the dance auditions, that you were too much of a slacker, and that no slacker would amount to anything in the real world. Then you told him that he under-estimated you.'

'Okay, that part was different,' explained Mike, 'That was the part where Strickland told me that I would never amount to anything. Say, did Marty still blow up the amplifier in this timeline?'

'Yeah, he did,' said Jennifer, 'and he lectured Marty about it. Marty told him that the call came too late, though. Then Doc understood. So are those the only scenes I had in the movie?'

'No, you were also there when I was performing for the dance auditions,' explained Mike, 'then we was told that our band was 'just too darn loud'. I was devastated, and you were cheering me up at the park bench. Then, as we were about to kiss, a clock tower woman had interupted us, telling us to save the clock tower. Then, on our second attempt, we were interupted by your father pulling up.'

'Okay, yeah, I remember that,' said Jennifer, nodding. 'Just out of curiosity, who played me in the movie? Was it a well-known actress?'

'Uh, no, not really,' replied Mike, 'it was a young girl named Claudia Wells. I'm not sure if she would exist in this world. Not to brag or anything, but she doesn't have the same level of fame as I do. So I'm not sure if she exists in this world or not. Say, what about Huey Lewis? Does he exist in this world?'

'You mean Huey Lewis from Huey Lewis and The News?' asked Jennifer. 'Oh, most definitely! They're my favourite band, as well as Marty's. Why do you ask?'

'Huey Lewis had played the audition judge in the movie,' explained Mike. 'He was the one who said that Marty's band was just 'too darn loud'. Now that I think of it, Marty did have a Sports poster in his bedroom - both on the set, and when I woke up this morning.'

'Wow, that's interesting!' exclaimed Jennifer. 'I wonder why you don't exist, then.'

'That's what I want to know,' Mike said, sighing.

Then Doc began to stir.

'Doc! Doc!' exclaimed Mike. 'Are you okay?'

'Yeah, I guess I am,' said Doc, sighing. 'So you really are an actor named Michael J Fox? You really did play Marty McFly in a movie. So what happened in the movie?'

'To make a long story short,' said Mike, 'I was having somewhat of a bad day. I was supposed to meet you by 1:15 in the morning, because you made a major breakthrough, and you needed my assistance. Then the Libyan terrorists were chasing you, and I landed up in 1955. I accidently prevented my parents from meeting - so I had to spend the whole week getting them back together, while you were working on a way to harness the bolt of lightening to the DeLorean. I also tried on several attempts to warn you that you would be shot by terrorists, but you refused to listen. I made it back to 1985, just in time to see you get shot by the terrorists. I thought you were shot dead again, so I sat next to your body and began to cry. Then you sat up and showed me that you were wearing a bullet-proof vest, as well as the letter that you taped back together. I woke up the next day, and I saw that my family was different. I was admiring the Toyota truck - when you came to tell Jennifer and me that we needed to go back to the future with you. That's when the movie ended.'

'Great Scott!' gasped Doc. 'I can't believe that that event of our lives was made into a movie. Well, Michael, I really would like to help you - but I don't know what to do.'

'Please, Doc,' said Mike, beginning to cry, 'you're smart. There must be something you can do. I don't belong here.'

Doc gently placed a hand on Mike's shoulder, and said, 'I'll think of something, Mike. I promise. I sure Marty wants to come back home, too. Try not to stress yourself out too much, please.'

Chapter Six

January 17, 1986
11:00 PM EST
Real World Universe

'Hey, Mike, can we go in the jacuzzi for awhile?' asked one of the groupies.

'Sure, that would be great,' replied Marty, smiling. 'Let me change into my trunks first, and then why don't we bring the radio and some tapes in there.'

'Oh, yeah, I love music,' said a second groupie. 'What kind of music do you listen to, Mike?'

'Rock and roll,' Marty replied, smiling. It's amazing to think my actor counterpart and I have the same taste in music.

'Oh, cool,' replied the second groupie, 'that's my favourite kind of music, too. What's your favourite band?'

'Oh, I like so many of them,' said Marty. 'I like Huey Lewis and The News, Van Halen, Def Leppard, Aerosmith, Black Sabbath, and Led Zeppelin - to name a few.'

'Oh, can we listen to Led Zeppelin?' asked a third groupie. 'They're my favourite band. Do you have Houses of the Holy? I like that album the best.'

'I think I do,' replied Marty. 'Let me check, while I change clothes. In the meantime, why don't you girls change your clothes in the bathroom?'

'We will, Mike,' replied a fourth groupie.

Marty then went into Mike's bedroom to change his clothes. He checked in the drawers to look for swimming trucks, which he found after about two minutes. Marty then quickly changed clothes. He then checked out Mike's cassette collection, and he was able to find the Houses of the Holy tape. He then popped the tape into the boombox. Marty then went out to the living room, where the girls were waiting for him.

'Are you girls ready,' Marty asked, smiling.

'Oh, we're as ready as ever,' replied the first groupie, smiling.

'Hey, Mike,' said a fifth groupie, 'you have such a cute smile. I really love the way you smile.'

'Well, thank you,' replied Marty, as he left his apartment to lead the girls down to the jacuzzi.

'It's nice being able to sit in the jacuzzi with you,' the third groupie said, smiling. 'I mean, I wish we had a jacuzzi.'

Marty then set the boombox onto a chair, turned the tape one. Then he turned on the jacuzzi, and went to sit down inside of it, as the five groupies went to join him.

'Whew,' exclaimed the fourth groupie, 'the water feels nice and warm. It's nice being able to spend time with you, Mike. I wish I lived closer to town, so I could spend more time with you.'

'Say, Mike,' asked the second groupie, 'is it really true that you hate Teen Wolf? I thought you were great in that movie.'

Remember, Marty told himself, you are Michael J Fox, an actor. Marty actually happened to like Teen Wolf, though - which, in his world, starred Jason Bateman. If his actor counterpart hated it, though...

'Hey, Mike, are you okay?' asked the second groupie. 'I guess you really do hate that movie, don't you? We don't have to talk about it, if you don't want to.'

'You liked performing in Back to the Future, though, right?' asked the fourth groupie. 'I heard you got real upset earlier today, because you missed the cast from that movie.'

'Yeah, I guess I did,' Marty said, quietly. Actually, Marty was upset about being in the wrong universe, and missing his friends and family. He, of course, couldn't tell the groupies that, though.

'I think you and Christopher Lloyd make a dynamic duo,' the fourth groupie added. 'So you two still remain good friends? I heard that Chris Lloyd is pretty shy.'

'Yeah, we do,' replied Marty, as he remembered how he had received a letter from Christopher Lloyd earlier that day. He didn't think he should really open that letter, though, as it didn't really belong to him. He wondered if his actor counterpart had thought to contact Doc by now.

'Oh, this song really moves me,' gushed the third groupie, as The Rain Song began to play. Tears were in her eyes.

'Yeah, it's a beautiful song,' Marty replied, smiling. For some reason, though, that song had never moved him in the same way as Over the Hills and Far Away did. He did think it was a beautiful romantic song, though.

Marty gently placed his hand on the third groupie's shoulder, and gave it a gentle squeeze. The third groupie smiled a little, through her tears. The song then ended, and Over the Hills and Far Away began to play. Tears filled Marty's eyes, as the song really moved him. As the fifth groupie placed an arm around him, Marty had relaxed, as he freely let the tears flow down his face.

'Oh, Mike,' murmured the fifth groupie, 'it's so sweet that the song really moves you.'

Marty just smiled at the fifth groupie, as tears were flowing down his cheeks. He never really knew why the song moved him so much, but it was definitely beautiful. As the song ended, Marty wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

'So, anyway, Mike,' asked the first groupie, 'do you think you guys may ever film a sequel to Back to the Future? I've always wondered how Marty and Jennifer's kids were in trouble. How many kids do you suppose they have?'

'I would guess about three kids,' Marty said, recounting his own experience in the future. 'The eldest kid maybe looks a lot like Marty. He got a bit greedy, so he had taken Doc's time machine into the past to collect some valuable antiques - so that he could sell them in 2015, and make money on it. So Doc had Jennifer and I - er, Marty - go in to the future to make him see the error of his ways.'

'Wow, Mike!' gasped the first groupie. 'You sure have quite an imagination. Maybe you could consider writing the script for a sequel.'

'Do you ever imagine that are Marty McFly?' asked the fourth groupie.

'Yeah, I guess I do, sometimes,' replied Marty, smiling. 'Well, I'm going to turn the tape over, now. This is a great album. I prefer the fourth album, though.'

'Oh, I think the fourth album is a bit overrated,' said the third groupie. 'I mean, I don't dislike it, but it's just not my favourite. Know what I mean?'

'Yeah, I understand,' Marty said softly, as he stepped out of the jacuzzi to flip the tape over.