Maes Hughes was having a bad day; he couldn't find his camera.
Quite a few people in Central were secretly glad when he came in asking if they had seen it. Like Sheska, for instance.
"Hey, Sheska, have you seen my camera? Elysia got this new dress, and it's so adorable I have to take a picture to show you guys, but I can't seem to find my camera."
The bookworm, though bursting with glee inside at the thought that maybe, just maybe, this could spell the end of the pictures, looked concerned. "No, Sir, I haven't. Maybe someone else has, though."
Hughes seemed to ponder the answer for a moment before shrugged and heading off with a wave. "Oh well, keep an eye out for it, will ya?"
Sheska smiled, rather forcibly, at the retreating figure. "Of course, Sir." Once he was gone, she slumped into a grateful sigh.
However, Hughes was far from done. He questioned everyone he came across, whether he recognized them or not. Or vice versa, for that matter.
He depended on that camera, he needed to show Elysia to the world! If he couldn't, his daughter would go unnoticed! He couldn't let that happen!
Unfortunately for him, by the time his shift was over he hadn't found his camera. And so, he left for home, rather dejected that he couldn't get any photos of his wonderful daughter.
Entering his home, he was about to begin searching for his camera when Gracia stopped him.
"Oh, Dear, I went shopping today, and I noticed you were almost out of film. So I took your camera to get some more." She presented the camera and the rolls of film with a smile.
Hughes's face lit up dramatically as he willingly took the camera and rolls with a girlish squeal of delight. "Ooh! Thank you, Honey! Now I just need to find Elysia..." With that he was off, homing in on his daughter to take new photos to share with everyone in Central.
Nine Rolls of Film...