Nick fails

Nick's fingers close around the remote. He was both taller and more muscular than Randy, so it wasn't much of a contest- or so he thought. He used all his strength to wrench the remote out of Randy's grip, but it was unmoving like a steel statue.

Randy started chuckling.

"This was very entertaining. Commendations to you, Ellie, but enough now. Unhand me. You are to never leave the house without my permission, and you'll always act in my best interests from now on," Randy told Ellie. She stepped back meekly and muttered an affirmation. Randy then grabbed Nick's arm and shoved him so hard he tumbled across the living room.

"Oh Ellie, my remote can change people. Did you think I wouldn't use it on myself?"

Ellie's blood ran cold at his words. She tried to come up with another plan but her orders stopped even her thoughts. She couldn't even plot against Randy now. Her eyes trembled with fear and desperation as she looked at her last hope struggle to stand up.

"Boop!" Randy pointed the remote at him and pressed something. "Nick, you will now obey everything I say. Oh, and don't leave the house without my permission, don't attack me, and never try to touch the remote."

"Randy... can't you stop this? I know I'm not the best father, but... this can't be what you want right? Who's going to pay the bills?" Ellie pleaded as a last resort.

"Are you stupid? I have godlike powers now and you're asking me about the bills? I've already asked a few rich assholes to 'donate' money to us every month. You don't have to worry about a thing. Just be the cute little slut maid you are now. "

"And you, Nick... you're going to have to pay for trying to attack me." Nick still couldn't comprehend what was happening, but he had a really bad feeling.