It was another day, another shift. Saphira was at her home currently as she finished getting herself ready for another shift. She had been looking over all of the notes and sketches she had jotted down as a way of studying. Then she had begun to study the differences between sociopaths and psychopaths to see if it was possible to connect Afton to one of these. He was intelligent, that was a given. But she did need to know a bit more about his personality. Both can manipulate others, so this game that Afton is playing is clearly a form of manipulation. And Saphira had no idea if it was working.

However, she wanted to spend time with Springtrap tonight. They have managed to reconcile a little bit, which she was happy about. But it was a long way to go. Saphira had been thinking about what day she had met Springtrap, and the date. Luckily, her scrapbook full of pictures with herself and the animatronics had dates in them. And when she checked the date when she had met Springtrap as a child, she could not help but raise an eyebrow. January 13.

The thirties of January…that's the day I met him so many years ago…I would love to celebrate that day with him. Remind him how special he is. But…Afton's planning a renovation for next year…which is in exactly a couple months' time…which is why I am surprised the nightmare animatronics weren't released on Halloween next month…

Saphira did not want to connect too many dots, but it was hard to ignore. However, something in the pit of her stomach told her that something was coming now that she realized that the day she met Springtrap was coming. And…if Afton was planning a renovation by shutting down the pizzeria…it was way too much of a coincidence. Afton probably knows what date she met Springtrap when she was a kid…and he would possibly use that date for something.

Wanting to try and not think too hard on it, Saphira left the house with some snacks for the night to drive to the pizzeria. It was not raining today thankfully, but it was rather cold. The one thing Saphira noticed the previous night was that the attraction did not retain heat very well. And she ended up shivering for most of the night. Though she did have a hot chocolate to warm her from the inside.

She put on some music while she drove through the city to the pizzeria, humming to herself as she thought about what activities she could do tonight. Springtrap enjoyed playing air hockey the previous night, but she did not want to make it something that they play every night. That would make it boring, and she would hate for that to happen. She did consider encouraging him to work on his drawing skills, but she decided against it for now.

Once she arrived, Saphira checked to see if she could see Afton's truck. There was no sign. She was happy with that and she proceeded to walk to the back door. She saw it was rather quiet for this time of the week. Being a Tuesday, it was unsurprising that there weren't many guests. But it was quieter than the average tonight. Though Saphira wasn't complaining. That just meant the other staff will leave sooner.

Upon entering the attraction, she made her way to the office and saw Mike was not present. There was no note left for her as she approached her desk and placed her bag down on the shelf. She did double check to make sure there was no note, and she was sort of happy. No note didn't seem like good news to her. She grabbed out her to see if the device stuck on the truck was still in the same spot. And it was. The truck has not moved since she tagged it with the tracking device.

She still did not know if Afton actually knew about the tracker or not. If he did, he didn't care. Or it was part of his sick game. Saphira sighed deeply as she pondered on what she could do with Springtrap. She knew there wasn't a huge lot, but she smiled as she thought about a few things. She figured she could ask Springtrap what he wanted to do as well, and that would help her work out what they could do together.

Saphira casually checked through the cameras and saw the last of the customers already starting to leave. The kitchen was closed and almost finished with cleaning and packing up. It certainly seemed the other staff would leave early today. She hoped for that. Extra time with the animatronics was always welcome, and she wanted to spend as much as she could with Springtrap tonight. And she did not doubt that Springtrap wanted to as well.

The last of the guests leave the attraction by nine-thirty, giving the other staff more than enough time to finish the last of their tasks before ten. Saphira was honestly very excited by the prospect and she waited patiently until the very last employee leaves the attraction. She knew that the normal night protocols would not kick in until twelve, so that gave her a bit over an hour and half, and the last employee left the attraction at ten-thirty.

Once the last employee left, Saphira stood up from her chair to proceed to walk out of the office to head to the dining room. She was feeling a lot happier today as she skipped towards the dining room. She reached the end of the hallway and opened it, peering inside to see Freddy, Bonnie, Chica and Foxy on their respective stages. She smiled as she knew that they didn't have to stand there like that. But they likely thought staff were still here.

"Guys, you can get off the stage now. No one else is here, but me." There was no movement from them, and Saphira let out a loud sigh. "Oh, come on, don't tell me you are trying to pull my leg." Again, no movement. "Okay…fine…I guess I will go and annoy Springtrap." She smiled as she turned away from them and walked towards the door into the next hallway. "With the attraction to ourselves, we should make the most of it."

There was still no response, but as Saphira opened the door, she heard footsteps from Fredbear's dining room and she turned to see the large, yellow animatronic walking out of the doorway. "It is always nice when the attraction is much quieter than average. It gives us more time to relax." He smiled as he walked towards Saphira. "So I see you and Springtrap have managed to reconcile."

"Yeah…" Saphira nodded as she was very happy to admit that. "I am very glad that I was able to…we…I still have a lot of making up to do." Fredbear nodded in agreement. "So…after I played air hockey with Springtrap last night, I had noticed in the storage closet in the plaza there seemed to be old hockey sets. I was going to check them to see if they were broken or not so I can use them."

"You want to challenge Springtrap to a proper game of hockey, huh?" She nodded affirmatively. "Sounds like a good idea. Why not challenge him to a dance off? You know the dance machines in the Toy Plaza? You could see who would get the highest score."

"We could do that…but I would rather not. Actually, the hallway to the chapel is the widest, so I was thinking of using that hallway for a game of hockey." Saphira did know she wanted to do more things with Springtrap tonight. "Though after, I had planned on asking if he wanted to do some more painting…or perhaps…make use of the photo booth in the plaza…I would totally love to use it and make another scrapbook filled with just our pictures." She chuckled a little as she knew she would thoroughly enjoy that. "Maybe…this attraction closes on Christmas day…that is in a couple months…do you ever plan for Christmas?"

"Not really. We only know that is a time of year where humans give gifts to each other. We…well…" Fredbear paused for a moment and rubbed the back of his head. "We don't get to do that. We usually have a trespasser on that day, so I guess that is our…Christmas gift."

Saphira stared at Fredbear in shock. She did not realize that the animatronics did not get to celebrate Christmas. Saphira knew that she would be expected to be with her own family at Christmas…but Saphira really wanted to stay here. "I guess that means we have to make a plan. I really want to spend Thanksgiving here as well…even though I expect that I will be here even after having a lot of food from during the day…I could show all of you how to make a roast turkey to share."

"A roast turkey?" Fredbear could not help but laugh at her suggestion. "Saphira, we don't exactly have access to that sort of thing. Plus, not everyone here wants to learn how to cook. Chica, Toy Chica, Phantom Chica and even Nightmare Chica are all interested in it. Toy Chica already knows a little bit, and Chica knows have to cook a couple things too. And then there is Bonnie…" She raised an eyebrow curiously as soon as he mentioned Bonnie. "He's one of the few here who is, strangely, interested in human medicine and first aid…not that I understand…"

"Because learning how to tend to Saphira should she be injured is important." Saphira smiled as she saw Bonnie walking over to her. It seemed he has realized that she was right that they could walk off the stage. "And you know I am not fond of killing humans. We only do it for food, and people are foolish enough to trespass in this place anyway." Bonnie turned to Saphira and he smiled at her. "However, you should celebrate these holidays with your family, Saphira." Her expression changed to sadness slightly at Bonnie's suggestion. "Your family are important…"

"Not really…" Saphira saw their surprised expressions. "It's just…ever since Jeremy died, I stopped caring about holidays like Christmas, Easter…even Halloween…I even stopped celebrating my birthday for a long time." Bonnie softened his expression and his ears droop a little as he listened to her. "And…to be honest…so did my parents…but once they had Roxy, they suddenly cared about them again. But…well…since then…New Year's Day, Easter, Fourth of July, Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas have all revolved around her…"

"What does that exactly mean?" Fredbear asked with a curious frown. "Did you not get to enjoy them?"

Saphira shook her head. "No…I've been pushed aside for my little sister…and what I mean is I don't get presents, I don't even get acknowledgement for my own birthday and at Thanksgiving…last year I was sick the whole day, and they didn't bother sharing a piece of the meal. I only got cold soup." She sighed a little as she thought about it. "My parents aren't cruel, but they have been emotionally distant with me. I don't think they would care if I were not there."

"Well…that explains why you enjoy our company." Bonnie rubbed the underneath of his chin thoughtfully. "You clearly have made us more important in your life…so I guess that is understandable. But we would never do that to you." He smiled and placed his hand on her shoulder gently. "I guess if you wish to spend those days with us over family for that reason, I dare hope that Mike will allow it…though I think he will."

Saphira nodded in agreement. "Thanks." She stepped closer to Bonnie and hugged him. "I am very glad you have decided you want me to here on those days…it makes me super happy to hear that…" She felt Bonnie rubbing her back gently to comfort her. "I consider you my family, Bonnie. And that is why…well…I want to be here on those days. Though I am not sure about celebrating my birthday…since it has been years since I have ever celebrated it."

Bonnie's smile widened as he knew that celebrating her birthday would be great. "And you turn eighteen, correct?" She nodded. "If I am not mistaken, that's a big deal for humans. I would be completely honoured to celebrate it with you." He rubbed her back a little more before stepping back from her. "We don't normally get eighteenth parties here, and usually, Fredbear sees that."

Fredbear nodded. "Yeah, I do. It is quite the celebration." He chuckled a little and Saphira smiled at the idea. "At least we know your birthday, so we can plan for that. I am curious about something though…" He placed his hands on his hips as he looked at Saphira with curiosity. "Since you and Springtrap were able to reconcile, does that mean you managed to tell your true feelings?"

Saphira tensed a little and Bonnie narrowed his eyes at Fredbear over the question. "Uh, my t-true feelings? You mean my love for friendship?" Fredbear tilts his head a little as he listened to her response. "Well, of course I did. I care for Springtrap deeply, and I see him as a wonderful friend, Fredbear. I assume that is what you mean."

Fredbear raised an eyebrow as he was curious about her response. "I suppose that is what I am meaning. Yeah, that is what I am meaning." He glanced at Bonnie who was shaking his head in disappointment at him. "I guess he caught you off guard. Well, at least that clears things up for you. And you both are now good friends."

"Yes, yes we are." Saphira felt rather awkward at the moment, as she knew that Bonnie was aware of her feelings for Springtrap, but it seemed he has not gone and made conversation with the other animatronics. "Anyway…" She stepped away from Bonnie and reached for the door. "I want to go and…AHH!" She shrieked as the door opened suddenly and she had not been expecting it, so it smacked her in the face, making her stumble back. "Ow! What the…"

"Oh no! I am so sorry!" It was Nightmare! He had left the Bedroom of Nightmares it would seem. Nightmare Freddy, Nightmare Bonnie, Nightmare Chica and Nightmare Fredbear where behind him. Nightmare had an extremely guilty expression. "I am so, so sorry. I didn't know you were there! And I opened the door a little too hard too…" He grimaced and shook his head as Saphira rubbed her head. "I was coming here to see what we can do tonight, and…well…"

"It is okay." Saphira took a deep breath and looked at Bonnie. "Do I have a red mark or lump forming?"

Bonnie looked over her face before he nodded. "Yeah…" He raised his hand to gently tap her forehead, making Saphira grimace and place her hand on her head. "Ooh, that is going to be a rather nasty bump. Perhaps I recommend that you do not play hockey with Springtrap."

"Why, what happened?" Nightmare tensed immediately as he heard Springtrap. "What happened?" Springtrap pushed past the nightmare animatronics and saw Saphira holding her head, and he frowned. "Did somebody hit you in the head with the door?" Saphira nodded and Nightmare raised his hand. Springtrap frowned for a second before he sighed. "Well…I assume you apologized and that this was an accident." He walked around Nightmare over to Saphira as he gently gestured for her to move her hand away. She did, and he saw the red mark and lump forming on her head. "Thankfully we have plenty of ice packs to use. And to be honest…" He smiled at Saphira as he crouched a little. "Did you know that the Haunted Classroom had a modification today?"

Saphira shook her head and grimaced as she began to feel a painful throbbing in her head. "Um…no…Mike was not here when I arrived…" She smiled a little as she was curious. "I am going to guess it is something you wanted to show me."

"Yeah, well…it was…actually, it still is. But you probably already know what it is. One of the rooms have been turned in an art room, and now there is a balloon splatter paint activity for people." Saphira widened her eyes in surprise and smiled. "I see you already know."

"I honestly wanted to do that with you once before." Springtrap seemed a little surprised by it and she just shrugged. "It is more fun to be honest. Throwing darts at the balloons and watching the paint splutter everywhere is a whole heap of fun. Maybe if this lump…" Saphira points at her forehead. "Goes down, we could do something. But…" She grimaced a little and she felt as though her body was swaying. "My head is spinning."

"I am really sorry…" Nightmare wanted to try and make it up to her. "Um…what can I do?"

"It was an accident, Nightmare." Springtrap stepped closer to Saphira and let her wrap her arm around his waist to lean on him. "Saphira just needs to sit down, rest and have an ice pack on her forehead for a while." He looked at Saphira sympathetically. "I am sorry that tonight had to be ruined by an accident, Saphira. But we could still do something. Let's get you back to the office."

Saphira nodded as she walked with Springtrap. She was grateful he was not angry at Nightmare. She knew that the bot had not meant to slam her face with the door. It happens. Though Saphira was certainly going to be a lot more cautious when she approaches any of the doors in the attraction. She did not want to get hit in the face by an animatronic again, as it really did hurt. She was more upset that her plans have been scrapped thanks to Nightmare, even if it was an accident.

She now had to try and think of something else to do with Springtrap. At least until she felt a little bit better. Bonnie let Springtrap walk with Saphira while he went to get an ice pack for the girl. Saphira said nothing to Springtrap for the time being as she concentrated on walking with him back to the office. Springtrap did not seem to mind as he was wanting to make sure she was fine upon returning to the office. Once there, Springtrap walked Saphira over to the chair and sat her down.

He than walked over to her bag and grabbed it. "I don't suppose you have anything to help ease the pain in here." Saphira turned the chair around and nodded, reaching into the bag to grab something. "A pity that we both had plans to spend time together, and Nightmare slammed the door on you. At least it wasn't hard enough to break your nose. He's still learning to not push the door open too quickly."

"I know. And that's why I am not mad." Saphira located the Advil in her bag and pulled out the tablets. "Can you get me some water? I need it to take the tablets." Springtrap nodded and walked away to the staff room to retrieve her tablets. When he walked out, he frowned and she saw Nightmare had followed them, and he walked into the room with a guilty expression. "Nightmare, you should not feel that bad. It was an accident. I'll be fine by the end of the night."

"Yeah…but…I still feel…I was a bit too excited to do something. And I am going to be honest and say that I was rushing, and I heard voices on the other side of the door, but I should have been more careful." Nightmare walked closer to her and looked at her with his ears drooping. "I am very sorry. I promise it won't happen again. I am still learning my own strength." He looked at his hands, gazing at the sharp claws on his fingertips. "And I didn't even put a huge force on the door…"

"You are getting yourself a little too worked up about it, Nightmare, but I appreciate the concern." Saphira smiled at him before grimacing a little from the pain in her head. "I'll be fine very quickly, you will see."

"Good, good…" Nightmare glanced back at the door for a moment before looking back at Saphira and lowering his voice. "So, you and Springtrap have managed to reconcile from what I hear." She nodded, though became curious as to why he was speaking softer. "I do not know if you should get too close to Springtrap like you were before. I know he was your friend…"

"Woah, woah, woah!" Saphira raised her hands to interrupt him from speaking. "I am going to stop you right there, Nightmare. You haven't been here for that long."

"I know, but…"

"No buts!" Nightmare flinched when she interrupts sharply with a raised voice. "I get you might be concerned…but this is between Springtrap and myself. You are going to be asking for Springtrap to get mad at you if you put yourself between him and me. And personally…" Saphira glanced at the door as she did not know if Springtrap had heard Nightmare. "I will be the one to decide what is best for me, Nightmare. I appreciate the concern, but if you start repeating these things, I am not going to like you for it."

Nightmare softened his expression and his shoulders slump. "Right…I guess…I guess you are right…" He knew he might have been stepping over the line, but he did seem concerned. "But…well…if he reacts by running and hiding everytime you hurt him…"

"Springtrap does that because he has no other way to express it," Saphira interrupts again gently. "He…he might be very…strong on the outside…aggressive, even…" She smiled a little as she thought about him. "But even when I started here as a night guard, and the first time…I wanted to believe that he was not all aggressive. I did not believe that was his personality. I guess I was right…" She thought back to when she had gone into the bathroom to speak to him. She would do it again. "Springtrap probably feels shame that others have to see him like that. And to be honest, I would do the same. I don't like others seeing me cry…but with you animatronics, it isn't so bad." She saw the color of blue walking by the window, and she knew Bonnie had arrived at the office. "So if he has to do that each time…I am okay with that. He probably does not know if he should have a shoulder to lean or not yet…I kind of tattered that at the moment.

Nightmare listened to Saphira speak about Springtrap, and he could tell the girl cared deeply for the animatronic. He hoped that he could have a close friendship with her too. He sighed softly and stepped back. "I guess I did overstep with my opinion. Sorry…I guess I just…worry…I know it is not my place. I won't bring it up again."

"Thanks, Nightmare. I want to be your friend too, but I don't it to be at the expense of any of the other animatronics. You have only been here for a few nights. I…I don't even have a picture with any of you yet. But I have memories of spending time with each animatronic from when I was a child. And I am sorry, but…" Saphira could see Nightmare was getting sadder, even though what she was saying was true. "I am closer to them for that reason. Aside from Springtrap…well, Bonnie, Toy Bonnie, Freddy and Fredbear had been favorites of mine. They come after Springtrap as the favorite, obviously, but they were around before him."

"I understand…we have time to build upon that." Nightmare pondered for a moment before he smiled. "But…with Halloween approaching quickly, maybe you can show me Trick or Treating. I know we nightmares and phantoms will be ruling the attraction with Springtrap on that night, and I know we are the ones supposed to be handing out candy, apparently."

"Yes, you will be." Nightmare flinched and turned as he heard Bonnie. Bonnie had just heard the end of the conversation, but behind him was Springtrap. And Nightmare stepped back from Saphira as Bonnie walked into the office. And Bonnie seemed angry, though he kept a partly relaxed expression. "Springtrap and the phantom animatronics become the holiday favorite this month, so you will be too. And the decorations should get put up soon. We will tell you about the Trick or Treating soon. But I think you should go before you keep saying things you might regret."

Saphira looked at Bonnie as she was slightly troubled with his wording. "Don't hurt him, Bonnie. He is still learning tact."

"Hmm…and learning that actions have consequences too…ugh, I remember the first week with the toy animatronics…" Bonnie shook his head as it was clearly unpleasant. "Toy Bonnie was…honestly, I have to say he was worse than you are with wording and tact, Nightmare…I think that was one of the few times I saw Freddy and Fredbear lose their cool."

"Really?" Saphira was curious about what happened. Bonnie nodded and walked over to her and she flinched a little as he placed the ice pack in his hand on her forehead, making her shiver for a moment before relaxing. "Thanks…that feels nice…" Bonnie smiled as he was pleased to hear that. "Um…but really? Fredbear and Freddy lost their cool on Toy Bonnie."

"Yeah…Toy Bonnie was sore for at least a whole week…and that happened a few times…" Bonnie let out a light chuckle. "He is vastly different from me. He has a younger personality, though I guess that is required given he entertains younger kids."

"I remember that story." Springtrap walked over to Saphira with the glass of water. She took the glass as he held it out to her and sipped the water before taking the tablets. Springtrap turned to Nightmare and folded his arms, making Nightmare take a step back. "And I think you should leave Saphira alone, Nightmare. I am not entirely sure what you were hoping to gain…but you really don't want to get on my bad side."

"No kidding." Bonnie knew that all too well. "I remember about…three years ago…I think, when one of the night guards made Springtrap so mad by taunting him with loud sounds." Saphira gave Bonnie a surprised expression. "Yep, he was. Actually, it made us all mad." Springtrap tilts his head for a moment as he listened to the story while remembering the incident. "It was sounds of screaming kids, shouting kids, laughter and some kind of horn blaring through the speakers of the pizzeria. Honestly, we all probably almost lost our hearing…"

"I think it is best you do not tell her that story." Springtrap looked at Bonnie with a worried expression. "She already has a sore head, we don't need to make it worse…especially since…" The bot paused as he seemed to become incredibly guilty. "You know…probably…one I don't want to speak of…"

"Worse than what you did to those girls?" Saphira asked curiously, and Springtrap reluctantly nodded. "Right…" She did not want to ask any further questions on it and she looked at Nightmare. "Look, I can talk to you a bit later, Nightmare. Just don't say anything else stupid."

"Okay…and I am sorry again." Nightmare rubbed his arm gently as he seemed to hesitate at first before he turned and walked towards the door. "I will…be a lot more careful with my words, and thoughts too. I don't want any bad blood."

"Good." Springtrap watched as the animatronic walked out of the office, and his eyes followed Nightmare as he walked by the window. "We do not need to be hurting Saphira more than she already has been." Nightmare said nothing as he continued to walk down the hallway and Springtrap relaxed before he turned and looked at Saphira. "I…I hope he did not bother you too much, Saphira."

She shook his head. "No, he did not." She smiled at him before glancing at Bonnie. "If you don't mind, Bonnie, Springtrap can take over." Bonnie seemed a tad surprised before he smiled and nodded in understanding before he and Springtrap swap places. "Thanks. Hopefully once the Advil kicks in we can go and do something. Maybe the splatter paint…though we would have to clean up afterwards."

"Paint's easier to clean than blood." That was true, but Saphira grimaced and frowned at Springtrap for mentioning. "Sorry…I know you're not comfortable about it." He smiled at her before looking at her bag, seeing the sketchbooks sticking out of them. "So…maybe we should…"

Saphira let out a shriek as Springtrap was interrupted by something being thrown out of the vent. Bonnie stopped in his tracks outside the office and peered through the window to see a Freddle falling to the ground. Except, this Freddle was not active at all. It had been thrown out of the window deliberately, almost hitting Saphira in the head. Springtrap blocked it with his body, and it fell to the ground with a loud thud.

Bonnie walked back into the office, looking at the Freddle curiously, glancing at the vent as they hear other Freddles scurrying away in the vent. "What in the world? That Freddle isn't even active."

"No…" Springtrap picked up the Freddle and frowned, noticing this Freddle looked different. Its abdomen was larger and rounder than the others. "It's a fat Freddle." He was confused and sniffed it to see how recent it was brought here. But there was only old scents on it. "Hmm…this was clearly thrown in here for a message."

"Yeah…" Saphira held the ice pack to her head and she points at the chest of the Freddle. "Looks like it can be opened easily. Let me…" Springtrap lowered the Freddle while holding the animatronic's head and arms in case it would suddenly turn on. Saphira grabbed the side of the Freddle and pulled before hearing a click was a joint released inside. As she pulled the chest open, Saphira jumped as thick, grey, sticky fluid fell out, landing on her left hand and pants with a splat. "Ew, ew, ew!" Saphira froze as she stared at the substance. There was black specs in the fluid, and it had a horrible smell. "Oh my…" She gagged for a moment and even Bonnie and Springtrap covered their noses at the smell. "Um…I am not sure what this means…but…eeewww…I need a shower…" She gagged again as she tried not to puke.

Springtrap looked at the open Freddle and saw there was something rubbery still stuck to the endo of the Freddle. But he also had some of fluid on his hand, and he was not impressed with this message. "Good idea…" Springtrap grabbed some tissues out of the nearby tissue box and wrapped the Freddle before placing it on the empty shelf and held his hand to Saphira and she reluctantly put the ice pack down to grab his hand. "We will find some clean pants for you…" Saphira nodded as she still had a disgusted expression on her face. "I've never smelt something so foul…ugh…even my own stomach is churning…I've never puked before…"

"Please don't, you'll hate it," Saphira said quickly before walking towards the door quickly. "I am not waiting much longer. Bonnie, can you find a new pair of jeans? I think I might…" She looked at her jeans and looked away quickly. "I might burn these ones."

Bonnie did not know if Saphira was serious about that, but he made no comment as he left the office to find new jeans for Saphira. Springtrap leads Saphira to the nearby bathroom where there was a couple shower stalls for her to use. Saphira grabbed one of the towels that were available to use, along with several body lotions as she intended to scrub her body rather roughly. Springtrap had wanted to help her, but Saphira was quick to refuse him entry into the stall. Leaving him outside, and he washed his hands at the vanity.

Though while he was standing in front of the mirror, he could not help but look at his reflection, glancing at the steam rising from the stall. He had overheard what Saphira had said to Nightmare. She did not mind that he would retreat into the bathroom to vent out of his emotions, and he was happy she understood why. But he couldn't help but think to how she spoke about it. It was a little odd the way she spoke about him, and yet he kind of liked it. He kept that to himself and only turned from the mirror when Bonnie walked into the bathroom and placed the new jeans over the door for Saphira to use. Now they had a new mystery to solve. What was inside the Freddle, and what did it mean?"