Hey guys! This came out a lot quicker than expected- but I hope you guys enjoy nonetheless. This is a sequel to my previous fic, What Can I Do? Enjoy!

OUTSIDE OF VALENSOLE, FRANCE- 1793

Rufus hated to admit it (being that this had been a dark moment in history) but he loved traveling to the French Revolution era. He knew men had gone to fight in the war. He knew women took their children to someplace new. They were doing what was best and, under these circumstances, they had to be out quickly. However, the time traveler had to return. It was moments like these that he was bound to find a lost trinket (or something much more) in an area of war. No matter which place and time, Rufus would go back to the future with something in his arms. He'd found a lot of children abandoned in bad environments and given better homes of the future. It had been his task for a while now, and he could honestly say it was his second best job.

The time machine stopped on the edge of a dirt road. Rufus stepped out and glanced around. The cold air draped over his coat, but the smell of old country stood out more. In the distance, he saw an upcoming cottage on the side, which he made his way towards. Judging by the open door and trail of things left behind, it was abandoned. The wood was rotting on the porch and it looked awful (to say the least) Before he got onto the stairs, crying could be heard insie. Rufus paused and took a step towards the house. The crying was faint, at first, but as he approached the rickety door of the home, it grew louder and louder.

"I'm all too familiar with this," he mumbled as he stepped over the fallen chairs," Now, where are you hiding?"

The traveler approached a side room in which he found the source of the crying. Between wooden furniture and smashed glass was a rusted crib. Its bars were bent and it barely had any support. Rufus walked over and quickly spotted the baby that had been left behind. Scared and alone, she wailed and thrashed her hands about, sobbing her little lungs out. The man quickly (but gently) took her into his hands. The big brown eyes stared back at him as the crying died down. She glanced up at him, still whimpering with fear. But the man just smiled.

"You're not gonna have to worry anymore," he whispered," I'll take you to the most excellent place I know."

The baby girl slowly stopped crying, her pale hand in her mouth. She was calming down as he surveyed the area for anything useful. Rufus smiled and quickly fastened a baby pouch out of some of the old fabric in the room. He bundled up the tiny baby as much as he could, to prevent He walked out of the house and to the time machine. He knew the best home for the orphans- even if San Dimas had now been the worst city in the Utopia. A shame, but that didn't mean the kids weren't safe. It just meant life was changing for a lot of different people.

SAN DIMAS ORPHANAGE,SAN DIMAS; 2693

Rufus stepped out of the time machine. The baby was still secure, babbling away and not making much sense. The old man smiled as they'd finally came through. People were sluggish in their moves, and the sadness radiated all over. As his friends would say, San Dimas had become "most bogus". Over the years, the beautiful town became more and more modernized- which wasn't necessarily a bad thing. At one point, it became the most advanced city in the new utopia. The center of the universe. Of course, due to a certain dynasty and their desire for more in the last few years, the city fell apart. Taxes went up and people were scrambling to make ends meet. The hometown of 'Wild Stallyns' became dubbed as 'World's worst place'. Why they would have such a wonderful orphanage in the heart of such an awful city? He would never know.

"You won't have to cry anymore, for I have found…"

"Rufus!" a voice called.

The man smiled as he saw a woman standing on the other side of the street. His middle child, Myra, waved to her father. Her usually cheery smile vanished and distress was on her face. He didn't understand what was wrong until he noticed the thirty children standing together on the sidewalk. He ran to the group that huddled close, confused and concerned by this sudden spring of events.

"What happened, Myra?" he asked.

"It's that damn- darn Gregory Morton," she said nervously," He said that it was time for us to get out. Gregory tore down the orphanage, Dad. He's using the empty lot to put up another one of those cool phone warehouses. How many do we need in San Dimas?"

Rufus glanced to the end of the block. Cranes and rubble stood where the children's old home was. The beautiful brick building dedicated to Bill and Ted was now rubble and ash. The man felt a cold sweat down his back as he watched the crew tear at the building. He ran towards the construction crew, and saw Greg Morton talking to some men. His hair was combed back, eyes gleaming and he looked like he could buy and sell one of the richest families in the new Utopia- the Devito family. That smug man with a toothy grin and a sharply pressed suit- Rufus wanted a few words with one of his bogus enemies.

"Greg!" Rufus growled.

"Ah, Rufus!" the man waved as the other approached," Glad to see you in such a chipper mood today. Care to join the conversation?"

"You didn't even warn my daughter that you were taking down the building today. You didn't warn her about anything!"

"What can I say?" Greg shrugged," You know my family would've taken San Dimas back one day. Even if it took us about a thousand years to do so. The orphanage wasn't the end and you and your team know it, Rufus. I know what your next mission is- but you won't stop us. Not when you have a lot more to worry about."

Greg nodded to the kids that were gathered together. Rufus glared at the man, then walked off. Somehow, the Morton descendent was right. The traveler had so much to worry about, that the last thing he had to do was his mission. But he knew what he could do...he went to Myra and the kids, with a plan in mind.

"I've got an idea, My," he said," It's gonna be okay. We can take the kids to my house. There's enough room in there for you and the kids. Stay right here and I promise I'll be right back."

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"I have to go back to Bill and Ted," he explained," they've created this Utopia and they can better it in their time. This'll all work out and, before you know it, the most excellent home for all of you to live in."

Myra held the kids close as he spoke. While he did, two boys poked their heads out from the crowd. Although both spent two years in the orphanage (and had gotten along well) they were both from very different times- and two years apart, to add on. Fernando had lived in South America, when Rufus had been looking through the streets during the Second World War. Edensaw came from the 1600s, when Rufus was looking for the people of Roanoke. Both boys heard stories about Bill and Ted Preston-Logan. Every story that added on fascinated them. All they wanted to do was meet their idols. And now was their chance.

"Do you really think that we'll get to meet the Wild Stallyns?" Edensaw asked Fernando as they snuck off to the phone booth.

"Of course!" Fernando insisted," Mr. Rufus said he was going to meet Bill and Ted. We'll get our home back and we'll get to meet our idols. Don't you want to?"

Edensaw hated getting in trouble. When kids were up too late or making too much noise (or accidentally breaking stuff) he would back off. Being a stow away? Major grounding points. However, meeting their favorite idols hadn't been a bad idea...with a grin, both boys rocked on with an air guitar.

"Excellent!" they whispered, afraid to get caught sneaking on.

As their time machine went off, the boys stayed quiet. Though they felt that they couldn't sit still, for they would finally meet the greatest musicians the world had ever seen.

And that the machine kept jolting all around.