The Tannen ancestry line had plagued Doc and Marty on countless adventures so much so that it honestly made Doc wonder why he, Marty, and the Tannens were all so important in the crux of the time-space continuum. Of course, it could also just be a major coincidence. But because of this, Doc now tended to keep tabs on the Tannen family just in case.
Biff’s daughter was around Marty’s age and just as much of a spitfire as her father but surprisingly didn’t tend to bump into Doc as often as one would think. That was about to change.
Doc had taken the DeLorean out for a spin and planned to pick up some things at the local Radio Shack before meeting up with Marty later on. Of course, a “quick” trip to Radio Shack often ended with Doc buying several things he didn’t realize he needed up until that point. And after an hour, almost dark out, Doc realized his parking job around the block maybe wasn’t the best idea. As he rounded the corner, arms full of bags of parts, he spotted young Tiff Tannen, the future mother of Griff. And she was attempting to remove the DeLorean’s hubcaps. All the hover conversions were likely the reason for all her issues attempting to remove them.
With a sharp gasp, he waddled closer to the car and cleared his throat, “Excuse me, Miss Tannen, but I kind of need those.”
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