A Gargantuan explosion shook the ground and the shockwave even forced the DeLorean into oncoming traffic. Luckily, Doc Brown was able to regain control over the car as Heather saw the burning crater where her house once stood. She clutched her naked body when the realization that all her worldly possessions (and her clothes) were vaporized in an instant.
"How did that just happen?" Heather asked the old man driving her.
"Well, from what I was told, your gas line was punctured. I'm not sure where the leak came from, but it had filled the house and somehow it ignited. It was fate that you chose to leave your house when you did or else you would have been killed instantly." Doc said.
"How did you know to pick me up? if you hadn't, I'd still be killed by the explosion."
"If I tell you the truth, promise me you won't laugh."
"All right..."
"This is a time machine."
"..."
"Well?"
"I kind of expected that what, with all these extra displays and gauges. So, you heard about my death and wanted to save me?"
"Not exactly I was already here observing, driving along when I saw gas escaping your chimney. At first, I thought it was the heat, but it isn't hot enough for that many wavy lines to be emanating from your chimney and I saw you inside. I saw you come outside and was surprised you were, how should I put this? Au Natural? I knew it was only mere moments before something triggered the gas. Thank goodness I arrived in time."
"So, what is your plan now? I need clothes, and a place to live, apparently. I don't exactly relish the thought of sharing a flat with you, so please, let's figure something out before we go anywhere."
"Well, we could go to the nearest department store and I'll lend you the money to buy something to wear and then we could go find you a place to live." Doc offered.
"Yes, *or* we could go back to your house just so I can get dressed, and then you can drive me around to find a suitable place to live." Heather countered.
they both argued over which plan was better, but eventually...
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