What happened?

Syncing

Melody dragged Samantha into the living room and told Chad to call for help, getting angry at the Bimbo for forgetting the number for 911.

“I do not have much time” 902 said “hold me up to your forehead.”

“Oh... okay...” Timmy said

He did so, and felt a jolt.

Timmy found himself in a white room, with a large, glowing red orb floating in front of him.

“While this is not what I really would look like” the voice of Tz902 said from the sphere “I simply want to get this over with and figured I needed some way to interact. You are now operating on my time scale, we can be in here for what would feel like hours, only for a few moments to pass outside. Don’t ask questions, just listen. Understand?”

Timmy nodded

“Good. The being you know as Samantha is dying. She has remained in that body too long, and she is beginning to become one with her host. The shock of doing so will kill them.

“Before you ask, yes, there I something I can do. But I need your help.

“The ability we have to change reality is the logical conclusion of our actual purpose. We have the ability to control timeline branching. This prevents more than one Custodian returning from a mission. My creators are very different from you on a physical level. They are not born and they do not die, not like you. It’s just, one they they are suddenly there and one day, they disappear, never to be seen again.”

“What do you need me to do?”

“Become Samantha’s new host.”