Saphira finished cleaning up and getting dressed in neat, professional attire as the news had contacted her and requested an interview. She agreed to it and had to wait until around nine to be able to talk. She went to the office to check over a few things to ensure everything was there, including the payrolls, management upkeep and the like so she can be prepared. If Mike was dead the owner of the attraction would in question, and Saphira would be prepared to take over. She was a little unsure though. The animatronics all promised Saphira to be in their correct locations during the shoot and were all there early in case people decided to come to the attraction to peak in through the windows. Saphira was almost ready to walk to wait for the news when the office phone began to ring. It startled her, but she picked it up anyway.
"Hello Saphira speaking," She said politely.
"Morning Saphira," Came the soft reply. It was Pete. "I just received word about what had happened this morning. It's a tragedy."
"Yes it is," Saphira said softly. "Who is this anyway?"
"Oh sorry, you can just call me Pete," He replied. "I have been working for the company for a while. I have designed and built the animatronics that are there."
"You want to discuss what will become of the Halloween animatronics right?" She asked curiously.
"Yes," Pete said bluntly. "They will be ready earlier than expected. In a few weeks I will need to bring them around, will that be a problem?"
"Uh, no of course not," Saphira replied quickly. "I am hoping to open the attraction to the public again before or on Halloween. And by the way, do they have names yet?"
"Yes, Jack-O-Bonnie and Jack-O-Chica," He replied with a chuckle.
She liked the names and was already thinking of some nicknames she could give the new animatronics. "Awesome names. I would love to keep talking to you but the press want to talk to me soon, and they will be here shortly. I can talk to you later."
"That's not a problem Saphira," He reassured her. "I'll talk to you later."
Pete hangs up before she could say a goodbye. Saphira put the phone down with a frown. The Halloween animatronics are almost finished, and he wants to bring them to the attraction sooner. She knew it was too fishy. Pete and, if Mike has created a hoax, probably wants to get rid of her still so he wants to place everything on Jack-O-Bonnie and Jack-O-Chica's shoulders. Saphira sighed and headed to the front of the attraction and walked out, locking the door behind her. She spotted the news crew just parking in the parking lot and walks over. They tell Saphira she would need to wait for a few minutes before they were ready and that they wanted to talk to her in front of Fazbear Frights.
Standing in front of many cameras and reporters with microphones ready was quite daunting to Saphira. She's never been in this position before and was looking forward to being alone. She waited until they were ready. With the different stations ready, she didn't know who was going to ask the first question. The reporters were first speaking and now saying that Saphira was ready to speak to the public this morning.
"Morning Saphira," A male reporter began. "This is a sad day this morning for Fazbear fans. If the driver of Ford was in fact the owner of the attraction, what action will you take?"
Saphira clears her throat. "Uh, well it would depend on the original owners of this franchise as well. I would like to have a discussion with them on the ownership of this company and whether it should be past to another person."
"Would you have the skills in running this franchise if you were the owner?" Another male reporter asked.
"I don't have a lot of experience in the management field, however I have been looking after this place for the past couple weeks while Mike has been away and I have observed some things already I could easily improve for everyone who loves this franchise," Saphira answered honestly. "I would definitely like to give it ago as this place is my childhood place, and I would never take it away from anyone."
"If you were the owner, would you keep it as the horror attraction or return it to the simple pizzeria it used to be?" A lady reporter asks.
"I would probably return it to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria," She replied. "Having said that I would happily have the horror parts of the attraction open during the Halloween season."
"And what of the animatronics? Would you keep them all here?" The same lady reporter asked.
"The original cast I will happily keep here," Saphira smiled. "The others I would probably have to find a place to store them or something until a certain time."
"Fazbear Fright was due to open sometime next week, will that still go ahead at all?" Another lady reporter asked.
"I think until the investigations confirm our suspicions the attraction will remain closed," She replied firmly. "Should they discover Mike was in the car the attraction will remain closed until new ownership of the company has been confirmed."
"And what of the rest of the staff here at Fazbear Fright?" A male reporter asked curiously. "Will they be forced to wait?"
Saphira shook her head. "Definitely not. Food doesn't crawl on the table itself, and for that reason I would encourage of the staff who work here to consider their options right now. No one will be offended if they choose to leave for another job."
"Did you speak with Mike before this accident?" The man asked.
"Actually yes," Saphira nodded. "It was a couple days ago when Mike called to check up on some things and discussing the possible names of the new Halloween animatronics. Nothing seemed to be odd at the time, he seemed genuine and rather happy during his break."
"Back to the Halloween animatronics are they still going to be arriving here soon?" The first lady reporter asked.
"Yes in fact they will be here earlier than expected," She replied. "I intend to keep a promise on opening this attraction again before, or on Halloween so people can meet the new animatronics. I will not spill their names today as no one likes spoilers."
"Do you plan on staying here during this time?" The lady asked curiously.
"I personally think that is not anyone's business to know," Saphira said firmly. "I will work here as per usual, but living here is my business alone thank you."
"Alright Saphira, thanks for taking the time answer some questions," The first male reporter smiled. "We hope the circumstances surrounding this accident will reveal itself soon."
"Thank you, I'm glad to have answer the questions as best as I can," Saphira nodded.
The cameras were turned off and Saphira was allowed to leave. She sighed with relief and entered the attraction, locking the doors behind her. She was glad to have the media out of her hair for now.
The next few days was quiet. The staff who have worked here for a long time have resigned and got other jobs for themselves. A few have remained, and have work to keep themselves busy and to pay the bills. Saphira herself has received money from the government to keep the attraction alive and for herself to spend. She had begun to search for a nice acreage to purchase for herself and the animatronics. They were excited to meet the new animatronics, except for Springtrap who was sceptical about them now that Saphira was staying in the attraction for a longer time. It was soon confirmed the body of the driver was Mike, and people were on social media saying how sad it was or when Fazbear Fright would open again. She got to talk to the family who owned the company and they discussed what to do with the attraction. They all agreed after a few days to give Saphira the ownership of the company and the animatronics. Saphira was very pleased with that decision herself so she ended up making an announcement on TV that Fazbear Fright would be reopening for Halloween only, and Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria will be set up in another location. The animatronics were surprised by her decision as well, but understood her decision. They even agreed on helping her to build proper, robotic animatronics after finding blue print of the original Bonnie, Chica, Foxy and Freddy. Withered Bonnie and Withered Chica were going to be repaired so they had rebuild Foxy and Freddy. The other blue prints for the living animatronics Saphira had destroyed after discovering several pages with descriptions on how to destroy them easily. There was no way she going to let it fall into the wrong hands. She decided living in the old attraction was fine until she found a place for herself and the animatronics. While the body might have been Mike, Saphira was still unsure if the danger was gone.
A week before the Halloween animatronics were to be arriving, Saphira and the animatronics were just taking things easy now. They weren't in a hurry to do anything really. Due to the whole incident with Mike more people, mainly kids and teens, tried breaking into the attraction and never made it out of the place. She still didn't like it, but accepted it as a normal thing for the animatronics. She did consider keeping the building as a proper home once Halloween had passed and just buying an acreage as a getaway home for her and the animatronics for privacy as if they all lived on the property they would get rather hungry. Saphira herself hasn't been feeling herself either. She hasn't told the animatronics so she wouldn't worry them. It wasn't until the Wednesday morning Springtrap noticed a big change. Saphira awoke early morning feeling like her stomach was ready to jump out of her mouth. She threw off the covers and ran to the bathroom.
"Saphira!" Springtrap called in surprise.
She doesn't respond as she fell to her hands and knees, retching loudly into the toilet. Saphira flinched feeling a hand on her back.
"What did you eat?" He asked softly.
Saphira smirked. "Not sure," She said hoarsely before heaving again.
Springtrap rubbed her back and held her hair from her face until she couldn't be sick anymore. She put the lid down, flushed the toilet and sat on top the lid while Springtrap grabbed a glass to fill with water. He returned and knelt in front of her.
"Are you okay?" He asked with worry as she sipped the water slowly.
Saphira shrugged. "It's probably just a bug."
"I hope so," Springtrap said. "The weather has been rather cool lately."
"I doubt it's the weather," She sighed. "I would have a cold if that were the case, or the flu which is worse."
"True," He agreed. "Will you be able to find sleep again?"
She nodded. "Yes, it shouldn't be too hard. But you should probably find a bucket in case I can't keep the water down too."
Springtrap nodded. "Sounds like a plan. I'll make sure you remain hydrated."
He helped her back to bed before leaving to find a bucket. Saphira found sleep quickly and relaxed. She blamed stress on her sickness and uneasiness. She did wake a few hours later almost practically hugging the bucket with Springtrap helping her again. They both agreed about the stress part at the moment. Saphira hate that she was sick during an important time due to changing ownerships of the company and the building of the new pizzeria.