Disclaimer: I don't own the Inheritance Cycle.
This story takes place in the three years between Eragon and the camera 1 and 2.
(Cam's POV)
Wow, after tinkering in the garage for months, I have finally finished my project. I'm glad I don't have to spend every day in here anymore. I'm not saying that the garage is bad. We got a huge stereo system, TV, and snack bar here. It's just that, there are so many other places around HQ where I could spend all day. It was worth it though. I can't wait to show this to Eragon. Here he comes now.
"Hey Eragon," I said.
"Hey Cam," he replied.
"So, what's new in Alagaesia?" I asked.
"Not much. Hey, what's that?" he said, pointing to my creation.
"That is my new creation that I will need for my next adventure." I said.
"So, what does it do?" he asked.
"This machine will find the origin of almost anything." I explained.
"Wow, so how does it work?" Eragon asked excitedly.
"Well, first you must put a sample of the desired origin. I will use this paint brush to find the origin of painting. You put it in this slot and press origin. Then you scroll through other related origins such as brush, wooden handle, and others, until you find the desired one. You then click on it and, it projects a color video of the origin," I explained slowly so Eragon could understand it. He still has a hard time understanding modern technology.
An image popped out of a cave man smearing berry juice on a rock and showing his friends. They made weird monkey noises and all started smearing berry juice on rocks. Then one came over to another's rock, started insulting the "painting," and walked away.
"Well," I said. "It looks like we saw the origin of art and critics."
"Do another one Cam," Eragon said.
"Alright."
This went on for a few hours. After the fifth hour, Coy and J.G. walked in.
"So this is what you have been doing for the past five hours," Coy yelled.
"Yes," Eragon and I said while watching the origin of comedy. Two cave men were hitting each other with sticks in front of an audience.
"Cool," said J.G. while running up to the machine. "Do another one."
"I give up," said Coy as he walked up to the machine. "I might as well have a little fun."
That was the last thing I remembered before I woke up with a big headache, wearing a gorilla suite, and in the middle of the desert. Man that must have been one heck of a night.
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