Chapter Twenty Six
Scooter woke up, in the basement, with Sara beside him. He felt his glasses were off, and an ice pack was on his cheek. He shook his head softly, and groaned.
"Oh...what hit me??" He asked, and Sara shook her head; as if to say 'I don't know.'. "Never mind...I..."
"You need to rest. It's probably not a what, but a who. Someone clocked you good sugar. You've got a hellvua bruise now on your face." Sara replied, as she helped him sit up. His head was swimming, because when he was punched, he hit the edge of the table and blacked out from it.
"Someone also stole the schematics for the time machine." Doc said quite sullenly. "They could easily learn how to build one now..."
"Emmett. Point blank here is that someone could have very well also stolen the car as well. It isn't where Marty said it would be, so it may be even worse then just those schematics." Sara snapped at him, while holding the ice pack to Scooter's face. He reached up and pulled it away for a moment.
"Uh..hon...honey, quit pushing that so hard." He breathed deeply for a moment, then he looked around the room. "We should look for any clues. Whoever it was, it was probably some kid."
"Why would you say that?" Emmett asked. Scooter reached down and held something out in his hand. It was a slim necklace, with a couple of dogtags on it. It looked like it was military issued perhaps.
"I grabbed this from around the person's neck before I fell. They were dangling right in front of him, he was moving fast when he hit me. Came at me like a ton of bricks. So I think he was trained. Have you ever had the military after you Emmett?" Scooter looked over at Doc, who didn't really want to talk anymore about it. He just wanted to find the DeLeoran and get back to his time. Or at least find it now, and destroy it.
"Um....uh....yes. I have had the military after me. It was a while back though, I had aquired some stolen plutonium from some terrorists, they had wanted me to create a deadly nuclear weapon, I ended up using it for the time machine, until I had found some better technology in the future. Then I didn't have to use it anymore." He really didn't like telling them this, but he wasn't sure what was real or not real anymore. So, to heck with it, he thought.
Sara suddenly glared at him. "You're the one who nearly caused my Father to lose his job!!"
"What? What are speaking of, Sara?" Doc blurted out, looking at her strangely now.
Scooter sighed softly, and he patted Sara's thigh, looking at her. "Not now, sweetheart. That's something very old, it dosn't need to be brought up just now..."
"....Alright, I guess. Is there anything we can do, Emmett? To help you?" Sara asked, still seated on the floor with Scooter beside her. Scooter had put the ice pack back on his face, it was still hurting really badly. When that guy punched him, he had thick rings on his fingers, so it deeply bruised him.
Beaker handed Bunsen some blue papers, then he held them out in his hands. "Ah, thank you Beakie! No need to worry, Dr. Brown! We have the schematics right here!!"
He then proceeded to spread them out on the table, and he held them down with some paperweights, smiling. Emmett poured over them, examining it tightly.
"Why...it is the plans...how did you get this? If that guy...had stolen them?"
Bunsen smirked a little bit. "Oh he got some plans alright, but not for the time machine. It's for our latest invention! Muppet Labs' All-Purpose Gorilla Attraction Machine! I just labeled it "Time Machine" and he fell for it! I had a feeling someone would try to come in and steal it. So we always have these dummy plans laying out on the table, incase it happens!"
Emmett laughed goodheartily, and he took the plans smiling. "Well...I guess I'll just have to restart again..."
"That won't be nesscary, Dr. Brown! We've modifed the Electric Mayhems Bus to be a time machine! It can alter your perception of time and space with just the flip of a switch! Just like the DeLeoran did." Bunsen was quite proud of himself.
"I thought we already had that in the bus, man..." Zoot spoke up, sounding as tired as usual.
"Naw man, that's for just our day trips! Now this'll really take you back somewhere!!" Floyd said, laughing. Dr. Teeth agreed with him, smirking.
"Well then, let's go ahead and do whatever we're having to do!" Sara replied getting a little impatient.
"Right then, let's go everyone!!" Bunsen announced, and without another word, they all went outside, to get onto the Mayhems' bus. It was just Scooter and Sara in the basement.
"Sara...I don't really want you to come. What if you get hurt?" Scooter said to Sara, as they slowly climbed the stairs. They were so slow because Scooter was still a little dizzy from the fall, and because Sara simply wasn't that steady on her feet still.
She raised an eyebrow, as she caught Scooter before he tumbled back down the stairs. "Scooter. I don't think you should go. You can barely walk just yet. You're still way too dizzy. Just stay here with me, okay?"
Beaker was standing at the top of the stairs, and he crossed his arms a little. "Meep mee moo!"
Sara shook her head a little. "We're not going, Beaker. Just go ahead without us."
"Mee mee meep mo, me meely meep mo meep!" He replied back, shaking his head a little.
"What did he say?" Scooter looked at Sara, who was frowning.
"Beaker, we can't go. I'm pregnant, I don't know what the world time travel would do to me and the baby, and Scooter's so dizzy from the punch and fall, he still can't walk straight just yet. So tell Emmett, we're not going!" She pushed past Beaker, who sighed and walked back outside.
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"I can't believe we came, Sara."
"I'm going to be sick, with all this bumping and shaking..."
"How do you think I feel? I can't see a darned thing, and my head feels like it's going to be split in half!"
"Well, I have to use the bathroom, and I'm not about to go in the WOODS!"
Everyone turned when she yelled that out, she laughed softly, feeling a bit weird now. They kept driving through the streets of Hill Valley, until they finally got to Doc's house. Sara was the first one out.
"Doc! Where's the bathroom!?!?!" She asked quickly.
"Behind the stereo system." He replied, handing her the keys. Although no one said it, their thought was pretty much the same. They had never seen a pregnant woman run so fast in her life before.
Bunsen turned to Emmett, smiling. "That wasn't that bad of a trip was it?"
"It was perfect, Dr. Honeydew!!! Instantous as was supposed to be!" He was quite proud of what Bunsen had done to retrofit the bus with the same mechinisms as he had done the DeLeoran. "You even was able to reconfigure the spatial index, so the entire amount of personages would fit though, no problem!"
Scooter looked over at them, then he walked inside the house shaking his head. He looked at his watch, then back at Doc. "Hey, what's the date today?"
"It's January the 7th, 1985, why?"
Scooter frowned a little bit. "It's because we're coming over here, Emmett. What day did you come from this past?"
Emmett's eyes went wide. "Oh no. I'm nearly a week into the future now....and you say, you're coming over? What do you mean??"
"I mean, all of us muppets, and some good friends of ours are coming over to meet with you! We need to find a place to stay, so we don't encounter our younger selves!!"
"Just stay in the garage, that should work. I can get everyone...um...you all to go out to eat somewhere, there we can talk business I suppose?"
"Yeah, I think it was business Kermit. Wasn't it?" He stratched his head, trying to remember. As he got a little older, passing memories like that were a little hard to remember.
"Yeah, it was business. I won't tell you Dr. Brown, but isn't anything bad at all. I think we just needed some techinal help with some things."
Emmett nodded, and then everyone piled into the garage. He got into the mayhem bus, and drove it around the back of the garage, and he covered it up with a huge tarp, trying to keep it somewhat hidden. If they saw two buses, that would be horrendous.
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