Huxley looked back on his life and realised where it had all gone wrong. He had let scrumpleberry get away.
If only there was some way to change history...to change the past...but wait...
In a dream, designs of a curious device came to him.
Strapping himself in, he smiles. Today, he will realise his destiny.
BACK TO THE FUTURE!
"Ah! It worked! Yes, hello! I would like to hold your child for a small while. May I do so?"
"Uh, sure, I guess. Also that's a neat new t-shirt. Where'd you get it?"
"Eastern Germany".
Part two here!