“Stay… perfectly… still… and gotcha!”
A flash of bright phosphorescent light lit up the library momentarily before it faded back into the dark gloom. Inside, the photographer was fiddling impatiently with the camera’s back, trying to pry it loose with the aid of tooth and hoof.
After a minute of struggling, she finally managed it, letting forth a triumphant cry of “Aha!”
She extracted the roll of film with patient care before placing the camera on the side and unrolling the film.
Eventually she stopped about mid-way through the reel, coming to rest on a picture of a Unicorn with a grumpy face, shooting daggers at the camera.
That wasn’t what the photographer cracked a smile at though, preferring to snicker quietly at the socks which crept up Twilight Sparkles legs as she sat there glaring at the camera with a disgruntled frown.
Rainbow couldn’t help herself, she squee’d at the photographed pony and hugged the film tightly to her chest. She’d have to ask Twilight to develop it for her later.
Another glance at the photo.
Correction, she’d ask someone in town to develop it for her.
She was disturbed from her reverie by the other voice in the room, from the subject of her photograph herself.
“So how does it look Rainbow?” she asked, folding her forehooves and looking at her photographer, completely oblivious to the second squee rising in Rainbow’s throat.
Instead of an answer, Rainbow settled with pouncing onto Twilight, hugging her tightly as she kissed her.
She was going to receive some sort of payback for this…
But it was so worth it.