you stood behind Bart while he squatted and screwed some nuts into the time machine, that’s what he called the thing you helped him make to go back in time.

the future turned out to be not as rosy and wonderful as everyone wanted. and here in front of you is a 13 year old boy who wants to go back in time to create a better future. you supported Bart's idea, if only so that he would not be in this terrible future.

The year 2056, which you were in now, turned out to be difficult, like other years before it. dark clouds covered the sky, the ground was almost completely dry and covered with ash.

"don't worry about me, I'll go back in time and do everything right. and I will even see you as a little girl and will be older than you."

Bart suddenly spoke, turning his head towards you and looking at you with his green eyes over his shoulder. he was as optimistic as usual, or he just wanted to seem that way. his red hair was slightly tousled.