ADVENTURE
Random wasn’t entirely sure what she’d find at the end of the story loop. A new genre she hadn’t thought of? A void of nothingness as far as the eyes could see? Turned out, the story just started over again, right back from the beginning.
“Adventure?” she asked the Pinkie Pie with the saddlebag on her back.
She turned. “Technically, my name is Pinkie Pie, but I guess I’m going on an adventure. Want to come along?”
“What are you looking for?”
“Sugar.”
Random snorted. “Sounds a little lame.”
“What if I told you it was located between a cave and a volcano?”
“Then I’d tell you it wasn’t worth it.”
Behind her, Tragedy Pinkie broke down in tears. “Is no one going to mourn Sad Pinkie?”
“Maybe when we’re out of danger,” was Random’s answer.
“Danger? I live for danger!” Adventure said. “Usually when it’s candy related, I mean.”
In her hoof, Sci-Fi Pinkie held out a strange metallic box that made a ping noise. “We’re safe for the moment. The author’s still concentrating on the last chapter.”
Sci-Fi’s metallic box created an explosion inside Random’s head. “That device thingy you got there. Do you ever recall the author describing it before this chapter?”
Sci-Fi thought on that. “No. I just… sorta thought that it would be cool to have. Something futuristic, you know?”
Random pointed to her. “You know what that means, right? That means we control as much of this story as he does—perhaps more! We just need to figure out how to use that to our advantage.”
A chill crept up her spine at what chapter laid next.
She asked Adventure, “You any good at fighting?”
Her grin told her enough.