Bokeh let out an excited squeaked as he pulled another camera from inside a big dusty box. For the last couple of days he been digging around different family and family's friends house for old forgotten digital cameras. He had surprising growing(but still small) collection of different chargeable and battery-run digital cameras in various degrees of functional, and a weird collection of memory cards(most empty, but some still held some old pictures that the previous owner had deem harmless enough to be erase later by the colt).
He grinned as he lift up with his magic his latest acquisition, inspecting it. It was a little beat up, and as he gave it a careful tap with his hoof, discovered that it was made of very cheap and flimsy plastic. Shaking the dust off himself and the camera, he walked over to a near by window to get a closer look. Most of the logos were faded to unreadable, and stickers were eaten away by age.
Not to mention he couldn't find a charge port, or place for batteries. Bokeh was honestly confuse by the camera. It was style the same as most old digital cameras, very basic design, and not a whole lot of ways to play with the default lens.
Finally Bokeh decide to pop the back flap open, maybe a charge port was there and the view finder would shed some light on the camera's origins. Expcept....
.....There was film. Like real photo film like the treated strips his mom had shown him earlier when he discovered them in an old photo album. But this film wasn't treated, and the image that was somewhat visible was now quickly becoming indistinguishable. Letting out another not-excited-but-terrified squeak, he closed the camera quickly. "....................................................."
Jumping up to his hooves, he bolted towards the box to bury the camera before anyone, specially his mother, came into the room and find out what he had done.
Ruriska