Saphira spent the Sunday hanging with her friends. She did tell them earlier in the week she had got a job at Fazbear Fright and they thought it was amazing. They even wanted to go to Fazbear Fright but they got a bit caught up with shopping. Saphira didn't want to spend all the money she had earned from the first week so she avoided buying as much as possible. She was just happy to spend time with her friends, they went to cinema after lunch and watched the new Star Wars for the third time. Saphira liked the movie, but hated that they killed off Han Solo. They couldn't have waited until the second instalment of the new series instead, which was a shame though. Anyway, Saphira was able to top the fuel in her car without asking her parents for money and she helped around the house when she finished hanging with her friends. She spent time with her brother and sister, telling them stories about each animatronic. They enjoyed it despite Roxy hated Fazbear Fright because of what happened to Matt. Saphira ignored her little moments when she would say something nasty about the attraction. Monday they went to school, and her parents left for work leaving Saphira to look after the house. Saphira didn't mind as she was very good at making the house look like a professional cleaner had come in. She couldn't get it out of her mind about what she heard and saw Saturday night, she was angry at Mike.
Saphira was nervous meeting the new animatronics however. She was determined to be friends with them as well. There was a party planned for them, and she intended on going. Saphira packed a few extra things so she had more variety of food. When she arrived at the attraction she found a new uniform for her, which was just as well since Saphira did text Mike about a new uniform to wear. The attraction was quiet again and she decided to look for the nightmares through the cameras. She clicked through them until she found a new camera. It was in the new room, a bedroom layout called 'Don't Step out of Your Room'. She rolled her eyes thinking that was a lame name, and thinking of all the kids who might be having nightmares just stepping into that room. She searched the room for the animatronics until she spotted Nightmare Freddy sitting on the bed looking like he was switched off. She found Nightmare Mangle beside the bed and Nightmare Foxy in the closet. Saphira sighed and glanced up at the glass casually only to gasp when she saw the red eyes and black face staring at her. His lips were curled into a snarl revealing those massive, sharp teeth. Saphira sighed and smirked at him, waiting for him to move.
"Are you going to be like that all night?" She asked him. He flinched. "I know you can hear me Nightmare, I won't bite."
He huffed. "I will," He said softly. His voice was cold, she could swear she's heard it somewhere from a movie before. Nightmare moved to the doorway. "You know we are alive then?"
Saphira nodded, watching him intently as Nightmare walked into the office. "Yes, I have become friends with the other animatronics," She said as confidently as she could say it.
"Hmm, interesting," Nightmare purred. "Would they come and protect you now?"
Saphira tensed and stood from her chair. "I have smacked a crowbar over Springtrap's head," She told him. "I'm not defenceless."
"You what?" Nightmare widened his eyes in surprise.
"You heard me," Saphira said, irritated she had to repeat herself and grabbed the crowbar that was still in the office. "I'm not afraid to do it to you too."
Saphira did not expect him to start laughing. She stood there, confused and bewildered. She noticed the nightmare animatronics were bigger than the others. His snarl turned into a grin.
"I wish I was here to see that," He said. "And don't worry, I was just putting a show on."
"You were?" Saphira asked in disbelief.
"Of course," Nightmare said enthusiastically. "Springtrap told us about you, and you are just as beautiful as he described."
"Uhhh," Saphira blushed and an eyebrow rose. "He did, did he? Good…I think."
"Don't mind me," Nightmare chuckled. "It is nice to meet you. Don't be fooled by our appearance, we wouldn't hurt a fly."
"Sure," Saphira mumbled, placing the crowbar down. "The other nightmares?"
"Oh, they want to meet you when we start the party," Nightmare replied, extending his hand. "If you'll allow me to escort you there."
Saphira chuckled. "No thanks, I'll wait for Springtrap," She told him.
Nightmare sighed in disappointment. "Darn. Oh well, it's your choice," He said, turning and leaving the room. "Nice to meet you Saphira."
Saphira nodded. "You too."
He walked down the hallway towards the main room. Saphira chuckled and shook her head. Nightmare appeared to be a charmer. They are probably not exactly how Mike wanted them to be. If the other nightmares were like him than they are not the fierce army he was hoping to create. She sat on the chair and heard someone knocking against the doorway gently.
"Am I allowed in?" Springtrap asked gently.
Saphira smiled and nodded. "Of course. I'm sorry about the way I acted last week," She said to him gently.
Springtrap walked in. "I'm glad," He said. "Are you ready for the party? I see Nightmare tried to woo you before."
She chuckled softly. "He did, and he's so nice," She said, standing up. "Trust me though I do like you more."
"Because you know me better," Springtrap teased, holding out his hand. "Will I get a turn down too?"
Saphira took the hand. "How can I possibly turn you down Spring?"
Springtrap rolled his eyes and they both leave the office. They head to the main room to find the lights were already on and the animatronics were chatting excitedly. Saphira saw the new animatronics and smiled. She let go of Springtrap's hand and ran over to them.
"Hello nightmares," She said to them kindly.
"Ahoy Saphira," Nightmare Foxy said, saluting her. "We finally get to meet ya."
"I hope you know I'm not a chew toy," Saphira joked.
"Well, you'll be relieved to know we ate last night," Nightmare Freddy told her gently.
Her face dropped to shock. "Oh, you did?"
"She didn't need to know that," Nightmare Mangle hissed at Nightmare Freddy. "Sorry Saphira."
"No, no it's okay," Saphira said softly, walking away. "I'll be fine."
"Why the long face?" Phantom Freddy asked Saphira as she past him.
Saphira looked at and smiled. "Oh nothing."
"Didn't look like nothing," He said. "Let me guess, the nightmares told you about their meal."
"Yeah," She nodded.
"Sadly we don't have much of a choice," Phantom Freddy sighed. "It's nice to have human food but it's not entirely filling."
"Please, it is fine," Saphira told him quickly. "I already understand and know. I just don't need to be reminded."
"Sorry," Phantom Freddy said softly.
"Sorry to interrupt your conversation, but I think it's time for some music," Freddy's voice said enthusiastically. "We welcome you, the nightmares, to Fazbear Fright and becoming our newest friends."
The animatronics cheer loudly and Bonnie began playing the music. Freddy began singing and Saphira decided to dance her sadness off by finding Nightmare and asking him to dance. He was thrilled and accepted her offer. She noted that all the animatronics had darker voices, which was fine and made them unique. Springtrap didn't seemed to mind that Saphira was dancing with Nightmare. Nightmare was rather good dancer, giving Saphira a few frights when he attempt to lift her in some special way which made her snap at him. She soon began to dance with Nightmare Fredbear and Golden Freddy, the two of them were getting along very fine.
"You and Springtrap seemed rather close," Nightmare Fredbear said as he danced with her.
"Oh, well we've started again after a long break from each other," Saphira said to him.
"Springtrap told us," Nightmare Fredbear said as he stopped dancing. "From what I have heard you seem to be acting strangely towards him."
Saphira stopped. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't deny it Saphira," Golden Freddy said gently. "We all saw how you moved away from Springtrap last week. You wanted to bury some feelings you're hiding."
She glared at him. "I don't believe it is any of your business about how I feel."
He rose his hands in defence. "I'm not trying to be nosy."
"Then don't be nosy!" Saphira snapped, walking away from him.
They can't stick their noses somewhere else! Gee, I know I'm the only one around here they probably gossip about I just wish they would mind their own business.
Saphira decided to go over to Springtrap to dance with him when the music and singing suddenly stopped playing. She looked at them in surprise only to see the animatronics were looking at something else.
"Don't stop on our account," A male voice mocked. "Can we join the party too?"
Oh no!
Saphira turned to see eight people in the main room. All teenagers, five boys and three girls with their phones out. They were all smirking.
She coughed and walked forward. "You guys are not supposed to be here," She told them sternly.
"Yes we are," The blonde said. "We do whatever we want, you can't tell us what to do."
"I am the night guard here and I will not tell you again," Saphira said, now getting irritated.
"And what will you do?" The dark boy asked in a mocking tone. "Call the police? We will just show them the videos we've taken of you and the animatronics."
"We will make so much with these," The brown haired girl said.
"Saphira, go hide in the bathroom." Saphira jumped when she heard Mangle's whisper in her ear. "We will take care of these troublemakers."
Saphira tensed and shook her head. "Please don't," She whispered to her before turning to look at the teens. "These animatronics are dangerous, you need to go."
"They can't be any less dangerous then C3PO," The blonde girl sneered. "Let's go, we have enough footage."
"No, w-wait!" Saphira exclaimed worryingly.
"Saphira, do what Mangle said," Springtrap whispered to her. "These kids can't leave this building with those phones."
Saphira turned and stared at him with wide eyes. "Just take and destroy the phones," She told him. "Please…don't…"
"I'm sorry," He whispered, kissing her cheek. "We must do this."
Saphira stood there, frozen in shock. The animatronics walked past her, growling at the teens loudly who were now whispering nervously to each other. Tears fell slowly down her cheek as Saphira couldn't believe Springtrap had kissed her, and that fact she will have to hear the screams of people being killed.
"Tell them to stand down!" One of the boy demanded.
"Why are they surrounding us?" A girl whimpered.
Saphira lowered her head and turned around. She instantly regretted it as the animatronics lunged at them, their mouths open and the screams of the teenagers filled the room. They dropped their phones and tried to run only to be caught and scream as their flesh was ripped at and bones broken. Saphira covered her mouth and bolted for the bathroom, slamming through the door and into the girl's bathroom. She cried loudly as she tried controlling her breathing, she did not want to have a panic attack. Switching on the lights, Saphira ignored her reflection as she paced. She did not expect to have her week ruined by a bunch of teens. Feeling sick, Saphira raised for the nearest toilet and retched loudly. Her body trembled as her stomach was emptied until she couldn't be sick anymore. She closed the lid and flushed the toilet, pulling her shaky body up and sat on top burying her head into her hands.
"Saphira!" She heard Springtrap calling. "Saphira!" She doesn't look up, she only hoped he didn't have blood on his hand. "I am so sorry you saw that." She doesn't respond. She heard him kneeling in front of her. "Say something."
"Like what?" She snapped, not lifting her head to look at him.
"I don't know," He said sadly.
Saphira huffed and glanced at him with angry, sad eyes. "You could have just destroyed their phones."
"No we couldn't," Springtrap said with a shake of his head. "Not everyone had a bite to eat last night."
"Great," Saphira groaned and buried her head in her hands. "And I wanted a good week."
"It can be a good week," He told her.
"Define good," Saphira said bluntly.
Springtrap sighed deeply. "That was the wrong sentence."
"Yes it was," She agreed, looking at him again. "Just promise me the next time people come in, drag me away from it."
"You really want me to do that?" Saphira nodded. "As you wish I guess."
Saphira smiled slightly. She noticed he was cleaned, which was good. She didn't feel like she could get up though. She felt sick again and got off the lid to lift it and retch loudly again. Springtrap rubbed her back gently. Saphira could sense he was very guilty about what he and the animatronics had done, and she appreciated him trying to help her.
"I wish I could say I told you so," Springtrap mumbled.
Saphira looked at him, closing the lid and flushing the toilet. "Then don't," She said. "Please, I cannot…" She looked down.
"Don't be like that," Springtrap pleaded.
"I'm not ready to say," She said softly.
He sighed. "Alright," He said. "Let me help you."
"Can you carry me?" Saphira asked him. "My legs are too shaky."
Springtrap was surprised but nodded. "Don't puke on me."
She huffed a laugh as Springtrap lifted her bridal style. He smirked and carried her out of the room. Saphira felt weary, he head rested against his shoulder as he walked. The lights were turned off in the main room and she couldn't see the animatronics anywhere. They were both silent and Springtrap helped her into the seat at the desk.
"You should drink some water," He said, grabbing the bag she forgot to bring with her and pulled out a water bottle.
Saphira nodded and accepted his help. She drank in slow, small sips. "At least I got to meet the nightmares," She sighed. "No more parties for now."
"I understand," Springtrap smiled. "Until your birthday."
Saphira widened her eyes. "You remember?"
"Yes I do," He nodded. "Though I'm sure you'll have other plans."
"Actually my party is on the weekend before," She said to him. "I turn eighteen this year."
"Ah, into adulthood," Springtrap smiled, it faded quickly. "You have grown up."
Saphira smiled. "Don't despair, I am still your friend."
He smiled. "I wouldn't have it any other way."
Saphira chuckled and drank more water. Springtrap stayed with her the rest of the night, helping her and encouraging her to stay hydrated as if he was her father. She didn't mind, he was gentle and didn't pressure. She hoped the next night wouldn't be so bad. She knew she would have nightmares again, but they will pass.
