Joe pulled out his phone and dialed up some food. "Anyone else feel like they haven't eaten in a while?"

Paul nodded. "Now that you bring it up, it's like we didn't just eat this 'morning'. If our bodies still get hungry while we play, where's Brad's body?"

Bed Time was there, naked, and as confused as any of us. "I don't know, but I have some ideas?"

I waved at her. "Go on. Your theories can't be worse than any of ours."

She smiled a little, then frowned. "He's part of Equestria now. He was born there, and we don't have one of these." She lifted her character sheet to display.

I pointed at Bed Time. "Weren't you born there?"

She shook her head. "You made me... And then I joined your party. I belong with you as much as anywhere else."

Paul nodded lightly. "Huh... that actually makes some kind of sense. So, what, he's part of Equestria forever now?"

Joe shrugged. "As if he didn't want that anyway? So how do we get rid of the colors and get back to normal life?"

I looked towards Paul with an idea coming. "The campaign has to end. Once the campaign's over, I bet it'll break."

Paul lifted his shoulders and leaned back in his chair. "I could say it's over any time, would that be enough?"

Bed Time looked across at me. "Before you do that, have you considered? I'll stay with you either way, but... given the choice, won't you come with me? Ponyville's not a bad place, is it?" She smiled hopefully and I wasn't sure how to respond.

Was being a pegasus a bad thing? I liked fingers, and television, and calling Mom on Mother's Day would be quite a challenge to say the least. "I don't think I want to be in Equestria forever, Bed. I like you just fine, but I'm not looking to give up my place here, on Earth."

Bed gave a resigned nod. "I'll do my best to adjust then." She glanced towards Paul. "Can you change us while we're here? You are the master of fate, after all."

Paul frowned. "People don't have character sheets like ponies. How would that even work? As far as I know, I don't have--"

His words were cut off with a groan from under the table. A woman's head popped up from around the edge, quickly followed by a second nude female. She smiled brightly. "I did it! It finally worked!"

Joe jumped out of his chair. "Holy shit! Who the hell are you?!"

She looked at Joe, then me, and finally Paul. "There. Master of all things, Author of destiny! Your humble servant basks in your radiance." She threw herself at Paul's feet. "Oh how long I've waited for this day. You'll be able to answer so many questions, if you would be so kind as to answer the petitions of your lowly servant."

I had no idea what to make of her, except... "There's only one place I know of that turns up naked girls."

Bed rose a brow. "Are you a pony too?"

The mystery girl nodded and climbed back to her feet. "I'm being so rude! I am Blank Slate, humble servant of the divine." She pointed at the still shocked Paul. "This divine. Your presence within me was amazing! And you've brought me to the home of the gods. Is this my reward?"

Paul gave a stiff nod, looking towards the rest of us before back to Blank Slate. "Welcome, my... follower?"

Blank Flank grinned, "How can I best serve you? You're looking hot." She spoke odd words and cool air washed from her hands, wafting over Paul.

Bed Time clapped her hands, then paused at the odd sound of it before she continued. "You still have your magic! Amazing!"

Blank tilted her head. "Why wouldn't I? I was destined to serve my divine master wherever he required my services."

I looked over to Joe. "So, do you have your magic?"

Joe rubbed behind his head, looking quite confused. "I could try?" He set his hands on the table. "Oh great and powerful goddess of the sun, show us that your power reaches us."

Joe's character sheet began to glow with a soft white light, easily competing with a light bulb for intensity. "Well hot damn. Guess it works."

I hiked a thumb at Brad's vacant table. "I hate to bring this up, but what if Brad had a point? If we can edit our sheets, why shouldn't we? Especially if it carries back into the real world in some way or another?"

Paul frowned deeply and shivered. "That would be... a bad idea."

Blank Slate scowled at me. "You would dare to even suggest the breaking of fate before the very god of it? What gall! Should I smite him for you?"

"No, that'll be quite fine." Paul gave a nervous smile to Blank Slate. "These are my friends, no smiting them."

Bed Time tilted her head at Blank Slate. "Why were you so lifeless before?"

"I was not lifeless! I was keeping myself empty and available for the presence of my god. He had more need of my body than I did." She crossed her arms. "He had need to keep a close eye on these 'friends' of his, rebels against fate they may be."

The doorbell rang. Chinese food had arrived. Game night could continue, more complicated or not.

Author's Note

A new member joins the party! Will they venture back into Equestria? Will Paul declare the campaign finished? Will anyone rescue Brad? Does he want rescuing?

Will the author get tired of asking questions only he can answer?!

Only the typos know.