It all started as just a regular day. Things were quiet around the Evergreen Forest. Cedric and Sophia were out in the backyard of the Sneer mansion, trying to teach Forest how to walk. The one-year-old baby aardvark could stand on his own just fine, but walking was another matter. Sophia was holding his hands as Forest stood there, ready to get going. Cedric was a short distance away, bent down to the ground.

"Okay, Forest," he said. "Come on over."

Forest giggled, and Sophia let go of his hands. The baby took one step, and fell to the ground. Then he began whimpering a little. He couldn't take more than one step without falling. Sophia tried again. She pulled Forest to his feet, and held him steady.

"Here we go," Sophia said. "Okay, Forest, go to Daddy."

"Come to Daddy, Forest," Cedric encouraged.

Forest gurgled, and took the step as Sophia let go, but the minute he did, he fell once more. Both Cedric and Sophia sighed.

"Maybe he's just not ready," Sophia said, picking up the baby.

"Pop said I was walking when I was nine months old," Cedric said, shrugging.

"And my parents said that I was fifteen months when I started taking my first steps. And the encyclopedia says that babies usually walk without support when they're in between thirteen and fourteen months."

"Well, let's try it again."

Cedric bent down, and reached out to Forest.

"Come on, Forest," he said. "You can do it!"

Sophia set Forest on the ground, and let the baby go. Forest fell once more. They were about ready to try it again, when Bert came walking by.

"Hey Cedric!" Bert shouted.

"Hi, Bert," Cedric replied. "What are you doing here?"

"I just came by to show you my new camera," Bert said, holding up his new camera. "Smile!"

Bert hit the button, and the camera flashed. Cedric and Sophia were practically blinded. Forest burst out crying. The flash was just a bit too bright for him.

"Wow!" Sophia shouted. She picked up Forest and began comforting him. "That's one bright flash bulb!"

"Whoops," Bert said. "I'd better adjust it. So, what are you guys up to?"

"Oh, not much," Cedric said, taking off his glasses so his eyes could adjust a little. "Just trying to teach Forest how to walk."

Bert looked over at Forest who was still crying. Sophia jiggled him a little, and rubbed his back.

"I think the flash on your camera hurt his eyes," she explained. "Shh, it's okay, sweetie. It's all right. Uncle Bert didn't mean it."

"Yeah, sorry about that, little buddy," Bert said. "I promise next time I take your picture, I'll turn the flash down, deal?"

Forest hiccupped, leaned against Sophia's shoulder, and stuck his thumb in his mouth. Sophia sighed, and rubbed the baby's back a little more.

"N-A-P time," she said. "I'll see you guys a little later."

"Bye," Bert said.

"So tell me about this new camera, Bert," Cedric said, as Sophia went into the house.

"It's designed to take night pictures. That's why the flash is so intense. But you can adjust it to make it brighter than I had it a minute ago."

"You mean it gets brighter?"

"Yeah! I got it to take pictures of the fireworks on the Fourth of July party. It's still okay to hold it here in the backyard, isn't it?"

"Well, Pop agreed to it, but he didn't say he'd like it. The thing is, you get the best view of the fireworks from here."

"Come on, let's take this puppy inside and take some test pictures!"

"Just so long as you've got the flash adjusted."

Bert laughed, and he and Cedric walked into the mansion. Bert wanted to go to the darkest rooms imaginable in the place. Cedric ended up leading him to the area where Cyril's vault was. That hallway was the darkest in the entire mansion. He and Bert saw Cyril sitting in the vault, counting his money, which was mostly in gold. Bert smiled sneakily.

"Oh this'll be a blast!" he laughed. "A great shot of your dad counting his cash!"

"I don't know, Bert," Cedric said, hesitantly. "Pop doesn't like to be bothered while he's in his vault."

"Come on, it'll be fun," Bert said. Before Cedric could protest, Bert adjusted the flash on his camera, and held it up.

"Hey Cyril!" he shouted. Then he began singing. "Smile! You're on Candid Camera!"

"Huh?" Cyril asked, looking up.

Before anything else could happen, Bert pushed the shutter button, and snapped the picture, but he had adjusted the flash the wrong way. A blazing light filled the room and reflected off all the gold coins in the room.

"AAARRRRGGGHHH!" Cyril screeched.

"Ooh!" Cedric yelled, shielding his eyes.

"Man, that's bright!" Bert yelled, covering his own eyes.

"What's going on?" Sophia asked, as she ran down. The Pigs were right behind her.

"We heard a scream," Lloyd said.

"What's that light?" Floyd asked.

Finally, the light subsided. Everyone rubbed their eyes, and looked around, adjusting to everything.

"What just happened?" Lloyd asked.

"I, uhh, I adjusted the flash the wrong way," Bert said, sheepishly.

"Pop, are you all right?" Cedric asked, as he and Sophia raced into the vault.

"Fine, I'm fine," Cyril said. "Or at least I will be once you turn on the lights."

"Uhh, the lights are already on, Pop."

"Are they? Well . . . . what time is it, anyway?"

"Almost eleven o' clock."

"At night?"

"It's still daytime Pop."

"It's daytime, and all the lights are on?"

"Yeah. Is something wrong Pop?"

Cyril looked all around his vault, turning desperately to at least have a small glimpse of something familiar. But all he could see was darkness.

"Cedric," he said, a little nervously. "I'm . . . . I'm blind."