What does Timmy do next?

Housework

Once Timmy’s mother had cum, she returned to doing work for her job.

“Go scrub the floor.” His mother told him. Her voice had a power over him. The compulsion to obey. He walked out of the room and headed to the kitchen to get the cleaning supplies. It was a large, old farmhouse, the one thing in this world he recognized as the same. He grabbed a bucket and a brush and began scrubbing.

He was amazed at the euphoria being obedient gave him.

About a hour later, he heard a crackle of electricity. “Don’t move.” A voice said. It was muffled, like the speaker was wearing a helmet.

“I’m sorry, please don’t hurt me I...”

Timmy turned.

“I said not to move.” The voice repeated, but Timmy still turned and saw him.

Whomever they were, they were dressed head to toe in metal armor. They also had a handgun, level to Timmy’s head.

“Who are you? Iron man?” Timmy asked

“Kinda sorta.” The figure said. They tapped the back of their helmet and it retracted away. The man underneath looked a little older than Timmy. He had a scar on his cheek and the strangest thing of all... his eyes were a shocking bright purple.

“Who are you?” Timmy stammered “how did you get in here?”

“My name is Scott Riley... I’m an agent of a government security organization on my Earth known as S.H.I.E.L.D”

(Author’s note: this directly ties in with the events of the “his girlfriend” choice)