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"Woah, what time period could this be? Marty looked around, noting the thick woods all around him. There was a trail paved on the ground with heavy footprints too big to belong to a human.
"Hey, Doc, check this out!"
He only got silence in return, save for the various creatures Like a rabbit and a deer. "Doc?"
He spun around, finding he was alone.
In a forest, in a different time, alone.
"Aw, great." He decided to follow the trail, maybe he could get out of the forest and find a clearer view.
As he walked he spotted really old timey lamp posts and soon enough the clearing led to nothing other than a little hut encased by a swamp.
"Oh, yuck." It totally stinked here. "Hey, anybody home!"
It was all quiet for about... 3 seconds before a bigger green... thing came bursting out of the hut, yelling his head off about-
No, he was just yelling.
He chased poor Marty around the swamp for ages, before Marty climbed a tree.
"Will you get out of my damn swamp!" The thing stopped yelling long enough to be understood.
"You speak English?!" Marty yelled down, his voice just a little too high out of fear.
"No, you're speaking ogre, and you're in MY SWAMP!"
"Okay, okay, I can leave, I just need the delorean, man!" There was silence for a moment.
"What in gruffs name is a delorean?
Ah, that wasn't good.
"It's how I got here. I can't leave without it!" Marty paused, debating his next words, "Will you eat me if I get down?"
"Maybe."
"Look, I can't leave without it. You want me gone! Help me find it!"
The ogre glared at him for a couple of more seconds before admitting defeat, "Fine, what does it look like?"
"Big machine. You can't miss it!"
Marty jumps down, landing on his feet and smiling at the ogre, "So, got a name?"
The ogre shuddered, and said under his breath, "God, not another Donkey. Why won't they just leave me alone!"
"I'm Marty?"
"I don't care."
It was the start of a beautiful friendship. Marty even got to see a dragon! Attended a wedding! Doc will be so mad he missed it!