"The future has arrived
Dun dun dun, dun dun dun
The future has arrived
Dun dun dun, dun dun dun
The future has arrived
Dun dun dun, dun dun dun
The future has arrived
Dun dun dun, dun dun dun!

The future's arrived
Nobody can doubt
The future is what everything's about
It's better for you
And it's better for me
It's better than what everybody thought it would be
The future has arrived
Dun dun dun, dun dun dun
The future has arrived today!"

Wilbur Robinson sang the song "The Future Has Arrived" as he was listening to it on his satelite radio in his room. He jumped up and down on his bed letting all his energy out.

"The future's alive
Alive as can be
Just open your eyes
It's plain to see
Just don't be afraid
Just keep going on
One step at a time
And you can't go wrong
It's time to create
Time to grow
If you feel right
The world, yeah
She's changing
Don't it make you feel alive?
(The future has arrived)
The future has arrived! Woohoo!"

"Having fun Wilbur?"
Wilbur screamed as loud as a little girl seeing a dead rat. The metallic golden robot with bright blue eyes had poked his head into Wilbur's room. He stopped jumping, but the music was still playing loudly. He quickly turned the radio off using a remote he had on his bed.

"Carl?! What'd you do that for?" He was panting from jumping and from being scared half to death.

"Oh, I just thought I'd see how my little buddy was doing. It sounds like you're having fun up here." He chuckled. "Now I can show your kids how much fun you were when you were a teenager." Carl held up a picture he had taken of Wilbur singing and jumping. Wilbur just stared at him.

"Oh come on, it was just a joke!" Carl walked into his room.

"No, that's blackmail. Man, I really need a lock on my door. That's a risk you take when you live with fourty-seven bazillion people; no privacy." Wilbur climbed off the bed and snatched the picture from his hand. He began studying it.

"But then again, I don't look to bad." Wilbur smiled. Carl rolled his eyes.

"I honestly have no clue who you get that ego of yours from. By the way, don't you have some homework you should be doing?" Wilbur's smile disappeared.

"Oh come on, can't I have just a little fun once in a while?"

"What? Going back in time to fix the space time continuum and getting to meet your dad when he was 12 isn't fun?"

"Carl, That was a long time ago. I'm almost 15 now! Can you try to keep up-to-date here?"

"Wilbur! Cheyenne's on the phone for you!" Wilbur's mom Franny called on the intercom to his room. Wilbur walked to his desk and picked up his phone.

"I got it mom! You can hang up!" He called over the intercom. He heard a click on the phone. "Hello?"

"Hey Wilbur! You busy?" She asked from the other line.

"No, why?" Wilbur motioned for Carl to get out of the room. Carl smiled and slowly shut the door.

"Oh, I don't know. I was just heading out to see a certain new movie that opens up tonight, and I just thought I'd, you know, rub it in your face!" She began laughing her jokingly evil laugh. Wilbur's mouth dropped open.

"WHAT?!?!?" He cried. "How? When?"

"Well, it helps when you don't get grounded all the time, and I'm leaving in about 15 minutes."

"Are you going with anyone?" He asked hopefully.

"No parental vision!" Cheyenne exclaimed. Wilbur did his silent victory dance, he was so happy.

"If you plan on coming, meet me in front of the theater in half an hour."

"Oh you will definitely see me there."

"I'll be waitin'!" Then they hung up.

Wilbur took a quick 5 minute shower, and gelled his hair. He put on a blue T-shirt, tucked it in his pants, and then put on a white, gray striped, long-sleeved, unbuttoned collar shirt over that. He rolled up the sleeves to his elbows. He put on some nice black pants, and then blue and white Converse shoes. He brushed his hair over and over, trying to make sure it was perfect. He even sprayed on some cologne.

"Ooh, someone's goin' out tonight! Does Cheyenne know it's a date?" Carl teased as he walked into Wilbur's room. "You even put on cologne? Ooh, you must really want to impress her."

"Carl! I don't like Cheyenne! She's my best friend, that's it! I just want to look nice. What's wrong with looking nice?"

"You wanna look nice for her and you know it!"

"No I don't! Maybe there's someone else I wanna look nice for? Huh? You ever think of that Tin Man?"

"Hey! You know that movie gives me the creeps!"

"What's the matter Carl? Afraid you're gonna end up rusting in the middle of nowhere, never to be found again?" Wilbur teased.

"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry! Just stop it!" Wilbur laughed. Then he darted out of the room towards the front door, leaving Carl in his room. He grabbed the handle of the door and was about to open it.

"And just where do you think you're going mister?" Franny caught him trying to sneak out.

"Uh, I was just....um, going to meet Cheyenne somehwere."

"No really, don't lie to me. You would never dress that nice just to meet up with Cheyenne."

"Told you! He likes her!" Carl exclaimed from behind Franny, but then he darted away, so Wilbur wouldn't kill him.

"I don't like her! Okay? She's my best friend and that's it! Will you people just get over that already? I was going to meet her at the movies is all." Franny sighed.

"Don't tell me. It's that new spy movie that you won't shut about? Am I right?"

"Mom! It's not just any spy movie! Its TCTF 2: Protecting the Future! The sequel to TCTF: Protecting the Now! Everyone's gonna be there! Can I please please please go??" He begged. He got down on his knees and gave her his puppy dog eyes.

"Oh alright, if you're going with just her. But make sure you are back by no later than 10:30!"

"Thank you! Thank you!! Thank you!!" He squeezed her tight in a hug, and headed out the door.

"Remember, 10:30!"

"Yeah mom!" He was already out the door.

"I'm telling you, he likes her!" Carl reappeared in the hallway.

"Carl, if he says they're just friends, then that's all they are. Don't try to make something it's not." Franny reassured him and walked away.

"Oh it's there, they just don't know it yet. If he thought about it, he couldn't live without her. I hope he figures that out before I have to show him." Carl thought to himself. He opened the front door and watched Wilbur as he took a travel bubble into the night and headed for the movies. It was going to be a fun night.