As night stayed in San Dimas, somewhere in the hills lies an old house a man name Mr. Efron who used to live there for a long time until he mysteriously passed away. Flashing lights are being lit up and sounds of drills and quick sharps being sliced together rapidly can be heard. In that old, worn out house lives a stranger, wearing a huge black robe and weird, huge black boots that looks like space boots. His face couldn't be described by the mask being covered while he is creating something but from the looks of it is this man is evil and the clothing is somewhere from the future. The sound of scrap metal being fixed together woke up one of the neighbors as a neighbor yelled, "COULD YOU KEEP THE NOISE LEVEL DOWN?! WE'RE TRYING TO GET SOME FUCKING SLEEP HERE! YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE NOT THOSE TWO TEEN STONERS THAT ROCKS ON THEIR GUITARS AT NIGHT! YOU'RE JUST LUCKY MAN! LUCKY!" The man in black heard what he said as he spoke under his dark, British tone, "oh don't worry my dear friend. I will get rid of those two brain-dead idiots once and for all by my secret weapons. Then we will all live peacefully and quiet without any of this." He made an air guitar move and shrugged in disgust right after. He began to cackle maniacally until the same neighbor shouted, "DIDN'T I JUST SAY TO SHUT UP?! DON'T MAKE ME COME UP TO YOUR HOUSE BUDDY AND KICK YOUR ASS!" Both the neighbor and man began to argue until Ted yelled from the garage to the hills, all shirtless, on his mic, "CAN YOU TWO PLEASE SHUT THE FUCK UP?! THERE ARE LITTLE DUDES SLEEPING AND BOTH OF YOU ON THE HILLS WOULDN'T SHUT UP! JUST END THE CONVERSATION BEFORE MY DAD COMES UP AND STRAIGHTENS THIS OUT!" Bill comes up next to Ted, shirtless as well, and spoke to the mic, "YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO HIM RUDE DUDES. HE'S NOT LYING." The neighbor and the man looked at where Bill and Ted are from the lights in the garage reflecting their shadow. The neighbor yelled, "DOES IT LOOK LIKE WE FUCKING CARE? I'M TRYING TO TELL EINSTEIN TO SHUT THE FUCK UP FROM BUILDING WHATEVER HE IS MAKING AND GO TO BED!" The man looked at the neighbor and yelled, "WELL, I'M MAKING AN EVIL PLAN TO DESTROY THOSE TWO TEENS WHO PLAY ROCK N' ROLL SO I CAN CREATE A BETTER FUTURE!" "WELL WHY DON'T YOU DO IT TOMORROW MORNING THEN?" The neighbor spoke sarcastically, "THAT WAY ME AND MY WIFE CAN GET SOME SHUTEYE AND WAKE UP PEACEFULLY!" "WELL MAYBE YOUR WIFE MADE THE BIGGEST MISTAKE TO MOVE INTO THAT HOUSE WHERE I MAKE A LOT OF NOISE TO KEEP YOU UP ALL NIGHT!" The man in black clothing spoke sarcastically. As they continued to argue, Bill and Ted looked at each other all tired and Bill said, "let's head back to bed. I'm getting tired of this shit." Ted nodded, "why must this happen every night?" They both began to walk back to Bill's room from the garage as the garage door began to close by itself and the lights turned off. The argument continued on until the sound of police sirens were heard. "Finally," said Ted in a sarcastic tone. "I would never get much sleep if that fight still happens throughout the night." Bill nods his head as he slides in his bed with Ted. "Same here Ted. Same here." Ted noticed a small box on the top shelf with a note on it. "Hey. What's this?" he asked as he grabs the box and reads the note, 'To: Wyld Stallyns.' He looks at the back of the note and around the package to see if there was a name that sent to both Bill and Ted because after all, they are 'Wyld Stallyns.' "It doesn't say who it was from," said Ted. Bill grabs the box and puts it back on the shelf. "We'll open it in the morning Ted but right now," he said as he lays on the bed and turns to his side, "lets just sleep dude." Ted looks at Bill turned away from him. He looks back at the box, wondering who gave it to them and what's in it. 'Maybe Rufus gave it to us,' he thought to himself. 'Maybe its just a thank you gift for saving the future. It can't be another guitar since the package is small.' He gasped in his thought and his eyes turned widen with a fan boy smile. 'Maybe its tickets for the Iron Maiden tour with VIP passes. Oh that would be most excellent.' Bill turned back to his other side and noticed Ted smiling. "What are you smiling about dude?" he asked in confusion. Ted's excited face faded away as he looked at Bill and answered, "just wondering what's in the package. Maybe tickets and VIP passes backstage for the Iron Maiden concert." Bill began to think for a moment and smiled. "Ted. That would be truly most triumphant." They both air guitar as Ted lays on his back and looks up on the ceiling. "Hey Bill?" "Yea Ted?" Ted looks down for a moment and said, "ever wondered what would happen if our lives had...changed?" He looks at Bill, waiting for answer. Bill looks at Ted, thinking about what Ted asked him as he shrugs. "To be honest Ted, I don't know..." There was a moment of silence between Bill and Ted and they both decided to leave the question unanswered and head to bed. But Bill couldn't sleep at all. That question remained in his head for a while. He never really thought about his life being totally changed. There would be no Wyld Stallyns, they wouldn't save the future, Rufus wouldn't exist, and most importantly, he would have not met Ted. Just thinking about it made him brought up to tears but held it in. He looks at Ted, sleeping peacefully but picturing his friend gone would totally break his heart. He would never meet someone who shares the same personality, living the excellent life, being by each other's side and going on most excellent adventures. 'Thank you Ted for being in my life. I would never let you leave dude. Never for the rest of my life. Even in the afterlife,' he thought to himself with a small smile. He slowly closes his eyes, took one final breath and fell asleep.