Springtrap watched Saphira pull out the two remote controlled cars she had brought with her. Both cars were different in style and color, but both looked like a race car. One car was blue, the other was red. Saphira placed them on the bricks in the hallway in front of the office. They had finished cleaning a half hour ago, and Saphira had walked around to check the doors as she normally does. And since it was just before midnight, they were lucky they had time. The other animatronics were all watching with keen interest. Fredbear mentioned that there used to be remote controlled cars sold some years ago before Springtrap was brought to the pizzeria, and he remembers trying them out. That was interesting, as Saphira does not remember that. But she probably was not interested in those toys back then.

Springtrap was looking at his hands as he was not sure if he would be able to use the controller. When Saphira brought out the controllers, he looked at them curiously as she held the red controller to him. He took it and looked at it closely. It had two buttons on the top of the controller and two joysticks. He really was not sure how to use it, and he was tempted to give the controller to another animatronic to get it a try.

Saphira watched Springtrap quietly, and she smiled because he seemed nervous. Which was rather strange to her. "Here, let me show you how to position your hands on the controller. Hold it with both hands like this…" She showed him with her index fingers on the top buttons, her thumbs on the joysticks and her palms holding the sides of the controller. Springtrap cautiously copied her. "There you go. Now to go forward, press the right button, to break press the left button. And the joy sticks are explanatory, you use them to turn the car."

Springtrap listened to Saphira and looked down at the controller. "Alright…um…I think I got it." He looked at the car for a moment, before looking back at his controller. "Um…" He glanced at Saphira curiously. "Should I try?" She nodded with a smile. "Alright…um…" He glanced at the animatronics who were standing in a row to one side of the hallway. "Make sure you stay out of the way…I don't want to damage this car."

"Don't worry, Springtrap. Take it nice and slow." Fredbear smiled as he held up his hands to motion for him to keep it slow. "Those controllers look similar to the ones I used before. You'll get use to it quickly. Give the car a whirl, and maybe we can plan some races."

Springtrap nodded slowly, pressing his right index finger down and he flinched when the car jerks forward, making him release the pressure. Saphira smiled and waited patiently to watch Springtrap try again, and he kept he finger down now. He smiled a little and he turned the joysticks with his thumbs, making the car turn sharply towards Toy Bonnie's feet. The animatronic raised his left foot just as Springtrap managed to get it to turn a full circle before hitting him. Toy Bonnie sighed relief, but he was frowning as he wasn't entirely happy with that at all.

Springtrap was quickly feeling more confident as the car sped back towards him and Saphira. She smiled as she knew he would get used to it. He thought about turning the car around again, but he knew that it wasn't the best place to practice turning. He barely managed to get the car to turn around and almost hitting it against Toy Bonnie's feet. And he considered that as pure luck, not skill.

He stopped the car next to the blue car and looked at Saphira with a smile. "I think I got the hang of it." He leaned down to pick the car up and turned it to face it back down the hallway. "I guess I could keep practicing, but if we take it to the dining room, I could practice turning the car around things. That might be a good idea."

She nodded and pressed her right index finger down, causing her car to speed forward. "We can do that. And we can make it a race to get around the tables and chairs as our first circuit." Saphira walked forward to follow the car. Toy Bonnie stepped out quickly to run over to the door and open it. Springtrap pressed his right index finger down to let his car follow Saphira. "But I'll let you practice driving it around the chairs and tables first. And don't worry, these cars are tougher than they look too."

Springtrap was happy that he was able to get the controls of the remote-controlled car quickly. Toy Bonnie watched the blue car speed into the dining room as Saphira followed it, and he stood there waiting for Springtrap to walk through with the red car. Saphira stopped her car near the stage and walked over to pull herself onto the stage to sit on it, watching as Springtrap walked towards her as he guides his car near hers.

He looked at her with a smile. "Should I follow the car while I practice moving it around the tables?" She nodded. "I guess the range of these things is not too good. Alright, I'll do that now." Springtrap turned, pressing his index finger down and smiling as the car sped forward. He managed to turn the car to move around the end of the first table and sped down behind the chairs. "I think I got it."

Saphira smiled as she playfully kicked her feet while she watching Springtrap get used to playing with the remote-controlled car. She was happy he managed to catch on quickly, and they would be having their own race very soon. She did let her mind drift for a moment as she pondered on some things regarding Mike and Afton. She tried not to let them enter her mind. She really did try, but her fears revolved around them at the moment.

While the other animatronics were watching Springtrap, Fredbear noticed that Saphira was not paying attention. He smiled and he walked over to the stage. She flinched when he sat beside her, making her look at him. "I see something is eating at your mind. Care to share what that might?" She shrugged with a slight smile and looked back at Springtrap. "I suppose…you must have a lot on your mind."

She nodded. "Yeah. I don't have one specific thing on my mind anymore, Fredbear." She shook her head as she thought about everything in her mind. "It is hard to focus anymore…but I haven't really focused on anything until I got the job here…and then BAM!" She threw up her hands, making the bot soften his gaze as he listened to her. "It has pretty much exploded. I learned a lot…and I am still learning. And yet, I still don't have any answers."

Fredbear listened to the girl as he pondered on how to answer her. He could tell there was a lot that was bothering the girl. And he wanted to not make her feel worse. "I do wish we were able to help you more, Saphira. You are practically having to deal with Mike and Afton on your own. We are only able to support you from inside these walls. We…we don't know what it is like outside. It is a mystery to us." She was well aware of that, and she understood that was why she needed to know Afton's plan. "While we might be able to find some clues here, as…this place is far older than me, I think…given the evidence of the real animatronics down below…it makes me think that the basement and diary hoard is not the only thing we could find."

"I agree…I would not be surprised if these renovations do anything about that…if there are even any renovations." Saphira was suspicious that these renovations weren't renovations at all, but a plan that Afton was working on. "The renovations aren't exactly on my thoughts all the time though, Fredbear. We only have a few months before that time, but I feel like...I'm in a race."

"Maybe it is the kind of game he wants you to play. Though...it is strange to me that Afton is allowing you to learn more about him." She has wondered about that too. She pondered on that for a moment while Fredbear continued to speak with her. "Mike has killed a few people during the time you've been here, and while we don't know the reason, it likely has something to do with them getting close to a truth. And they were killed for it."

"Yes, but I am different. Afton wants something from me. And I am afraid that I know what it is." Saphira did not want to come right out and say it. She did not want to alarm any of the animatronics with her line of thoughts. "Aside from that, I am prioritizing...my friendship with you animatronics. I feel like...the people who live in the house back home are strangers now compared to you."

Fredbear did not know if that was a good thing for her to think or not, but he simply smiled at her. "I guess we've kind of replaced your family if you feel that way. But we all know you see Bonnie like a father. I'm surprised I don't fall under that category either." Saphira smiled at him as he began to joke. "If only I could get a dollar for every time someone would tell me I'm their father to them, I might have a mansion with the coolest gadgets. If not a father, then a fun uncle." She giggled at him. "Ho, oh, I am the coolest gadget around. Too infinity and beyond!" She giggled louder at the animatronic, getting the attention from the other animatronics. "Oh yeah, that's Buzz Lightyear's saying. I almost forgot."

"I didn't even know we were throwing some jokes over here," Toy Bonnie said with a grin as he walked over to them. "Were you watching Springtrap, Saphira?" She nodded, hoping that no one had noticed she wasn't really watching. "I think he has a fighting chance to beat you in a race."

Saphira smiled as she looked over at Springtrap. "Does he now? Well, I am certainly looking forward to it." She slid off the stage and looked at the dining room. There were at least twelve tables in total in three rows. She moved over to the right side. "Okay, we should start here..." She points to the nearest chair. "One lap, and the first person back to this spot is the winner. And we have to go around the tables like the letter M or W, whichever you choose to imagine."

Springtrap looked at the tables and looked at Saphira curiously. "Um...can you show me the circuit first with your car? That way I can understand the route easier."

Saphira nodded and pressed her finger on the trigger and the blue car speeds forward. She guides it to the right side and walked behind it as she speed it down the side of the first table. Springtrap watched curiously, and watched as Saphira turned the car to the left at the end of the first row and turned the car down the next row. It was a rather simple circuit, but Saphira was more than happy to show Springtrap the circuit.

Springtrap quickly understood the circuit, and he smiled as he watched the blue car weave around the ends of the tables, and when Saphira reaches the last row, she turned the car towards the right side and sped it towards the end of the row, back to the start of the circuit. She stopped the car and turned to the animatronic with a smile.

Springtrap was smiling as well, and picked up the red car to place it next to Saphira's car. "I understand now. How many laps?" She held up her index finger. "Just one?" She nodded affirmatively. "Very well..." Springtrap looked over at Nightmare. "You can be the one to count down from three, or five."

"Me? Really?!" Nightmare was surprised, and both Springtrap and Saphira nodded. Nightmare giggled and danced on his feet excitedly, which was rather adorable for such a big, scary looking animatronic. "Yay!" He then paused and cleared his throat. "Drivers, start your engines!" Saphira rolled her eyes with a giggle. "With just a single lap for our two racers, it is going be a very intense race. The race shall start in five. Four. Three. Two. One. Pow!"

Springtrap and Saphira press down on the triggers of their controllers and the cars were off. Saphira knew both cars weren't faster or slower than the other, it simply had a lot to do with how they will turn the cars around the tables. And as they follow their cars, the other animatronics were all cheering them on. Springtrap noticed most were encouraging Saphira to beat him, even though he was a rookie compared to her.

Saphira chuckled as she was amused by the cheering. As they turned around the first row, Springtrap managed to overtake her. She did not mind. She heard Springtrap gasp in excitement when he realized he was beating her already, but she knew that he would need to wait until the last corner to even feel like he was winning. As getting too confident can really make or break the winning streak.

"Come on, Saphira! Go, go, go!" Bonnie cheered loudly, pumping his fist as he watched. "You're lagging behind! You need to overtake Springtrap!"

"Oh no, you can do it, Springtrap!" Nightmare Bonnie cheered. "Shoe them what a rookie driver can do!" He glanced at Freddy with a raised eyebrow. "Is that right, by the way?"

Freddy shrugged. "I don't know. I've never seen a proper car race, so I don't know the rules."

"None of us do," Chica said with a chuckle. She gasped as Saphira ended up drifting her car around the next row of tables. "Ooh! Fancy driving, Saphira!"

The drift did make Saphira's car edge a little ahead of Springtrap's car. He was wondering how she managed to drift the car, but it was the wrong time to ask. Saphira was already having a lot of fun competing against Springtrap, and it made her happy to see him smiling and very happy to be here as well. She honestly did not care if she would win or lose, the most important thing for her was having fun. And since she planned on just a single race for the moment, so the other animatronics could have a turn, she was going to make the most of this lap.

She attempted another drift, when Springtrap nudged her car with his, making it turn suddenly. She gasped and glanced at him with an amused frown. "I see we are playing dirty, huh?"

"I got no idea what you are talking about," Springtrap responded in an innocent tone as he continued racing ahead. "You need to catch up now."

Saphira chuckled as she turned the car around to keep racing. "I guess I do. But we are racing for fun, not pink slips." The animatronics all gave her confused expressions, and it made her laugh. "Ignore that."

Springtrap just smiled as he continued racing his car down the side of the tables before turning back into the middle to get the toy to speed between the tables. He saw that Saphira would not be able to catch up, but she did not seem to mind. He was somewhat happy, since he did not know if he would be able to win, but this was a lot of fun, and he knew it. She was right. Winning wasn't the focus here.

When her turned on the final stretch, Springtrap swayed his hips playfully and looked at Saphira with a big grin. "I guess the rookie wins the first race."

"So it would seem. Well done, Springtrap. You got me while I was drifting the car." She chuckled as she stopped the blue car by the red car and held out the controller. "Time for someone else to take a turn."

"Me!" Freddy shouted immediately, stepping forward to take Saphira's controller. "Bonnie..." He turned his head to look at the rabbit animatronic. "I challenge you to a race."

Bonnie smirked at him, taking the controller from Springtrap. "Hmm...challenge accepted. Let's practice driving these things before we do anything else, Freddy Fazbear. We need to not destroy these toys that Saphira brought for everyone to use."

Freddy let out a few chuckles and rolled his eyes. "Sure, sure." He adjusted his hands to hold the controller properly and pressed the trigger, smiling as the blue car sped ahead. "This is already a lot of fun."

Saphira smiled as she gave the animatronics some space to play with the cars. She snuck over to the door to slip away, though Springtrap noticed she had left the room and he was immediately curious as to why. Saphira skipped down the hallway, feeling very happy about how the night was going to far. No trespassers, no mysteries to solve, just happiness.

Though as Saphira reached the door, she let out a yelp of surprise and jumped back as there was a Freddle standing on Mike's desk. It looked at her and hissed, making bee frown a little. The Freddle seemed to be plugged into the computer with wires connecting to it. And it must be doing something, but she could not see.

"Saphira?" She jumped again and turned to see Springtrap. He had followed her, and he heard her shriek when he entered the hallway. "What is that Freddle doing?"

She shook her head with a shrug. "I don't know..." The Freddle snapped its jaws at them and narrowed its eyes at them. "But I think I'm going to let it finish. I do not need them biting me tonight."

The Freddle hissed again with a tilt of its head before the lines unplugged and it jumped off the desk, and ran into the vent, slamming the cover behind it. Saphira sighed in relief as she was glad that it didn't stay very long. She did walk over to Mike's computer, and saw it was in sleep mode again. Whatever the Freddle was doing was likely something to do with Afton.

But she ignored it. She looked at the tablet and hit the reboot button as she saw the alerts. "I think I am going to ignore that tonight. I need to stop thinking so much of the situation." She reached into her bag and pulled out something else. "We also totally forgot to do this."

"Do what?"

Saphira held up a bag of golden corn with a smile. "Popcorn. Don't you remember? We have been having to deal with a few trespassers during this week, so we couldn't exactly play Charades. But we can make some popcorn to watch the others race."

Springtrap looked at the bag curiously and he frowned as he did not know how these pieces of corn could be popcorn. "I remember…but…now I am curious about how these become the popcorn that I have seen humans eat."

Saphira giggled and walked out of the office. "Luckily, we can use the popcorn machine in the kitchen. Come on, I'll show you. You are going to love watching the popcorn pop."

Springtrap tilts his head slightly and followed her down the hallway. While he wasn't necessarily hungry, Springtrap was still interested on how popcorn tasted. He knew that the Toy Plaza had large popcorn machines, but since it was just going to be for them, she probably did not see the need to use them. And he was perfectly fine with that. Still, he's only ever smelt popcorn. And the fragrence is always pleasant to him. But there were many other foods he did wish to try. He was accustomed to pizza and human flesh, everything else was foreign to him.

When they walk back into the dining room, they saw that Freddy and Bonnie had begun their race, and everyone else were chanting and cheering loudly. Saphira smiled as she walked over to see that Bonnie was actually winning at the moment. Freddy and Bonnie were also playfully nudging each other as they follow the cars around the tables, and she was very happy that they were having a great time.

But she and Springtrap did not stay long as they both make their way to the kitchen. Only Fredbear had really noticed Saphira and Springtrap, but he did not say anything. He only smiled and focused on the racing. Both Saphira and Springtrap were happy that they were not noticed, and once in the kitchen, Saphira had to search the cupboards to even locate the popcorn machine. When she did, she was very happy as she placed it on the bench, and grabbed out a small saucepan and glass bowl as well.

Springtrap looked at the saucepan and bowl curiously. "Um…this is going to sound like a stupid question…but what are you going to use them for?"

Saphira smiled at him. "Well, I am going to fill the saucepan with water and bowl it over the stone. And I'll sit this bowl on top of it with butter inside." Springtrap frowned as he still did not understand. "We need melted butter for the popcorn."

"Oh, right." Springtrap still seemed a little unsure as he watched Saphira filled the saucepan and placed it on the stove. "I guess you want to melt the butter first before we make the popcorn."

"Well…it's easy to do both. I'm going to set this up first." She turned on the stove to let the water heat up before going to the fridge to grab out some butter. She grabbed a knife to slice a large chunk of butter and placed it into the bowl before setting the bowl on top of the saucepan. She smiled before putting the butter away and cleaned the knife quickly before turning to the popcorn machine. "I honestly cannot wait to see your reaction to the popcorn."

Springtrap did not know what she meant. She grabbed another bowl out to sit in front of the gap of the machine. She removed the top before opening the popcorn packet and poured the kernels into the machine. She did not pour the entire packet into it though. She twisted the packet and turned it on at the wall and pressed the on button. Springtrap flinched at the loud hum of the machine, and the sound of the popcorn moving around within it.

Saphira tied the popcorn packet with a rubber band and stood by the stove, keeping an eye on it. The butter was already starting to melt. She knew it would be alright, so she simply had to watch the popcorn machine. And she knew that the kernels were going to be popping very soon. She knew he was going to be fascinated with it. She did know that the toy animatronics knew what popcorn was. Toy Bonnie and Toy Chica told her that they have seen the machines making popcorn all the time. But they haven't tried it either.

When there were a few kernels popping, Springtrap tilts his head slightly, and Saphira's smirk widened. It took another moment before the first popcorn flew from the mouth of the machine into the bowl. Springtrap blinked as he saw that this popcorn was a white, fluffy looking thing that was once was tiny kernel. Then it began. The constant popping of the kernels began to fill the machine with popcorn, and Springtrap stared at it curiously.

Saphira giggled as seeing him intrigued by popcorn was a totally innocent act. Springtrap smiled and when he noticed some popcorn missing the bowl and falling onto the counter, he grabbed them to place them back into the bowl. However, he was tempted to try them. He accidentally caught a couple in his hand when trying to stop them from falling out of the bowl, and he threw them into his mouth to chew.

Saphira watched him curiously as he chewed and he frowned a little. "Hmm…a little bland…" He smacked his lips a little and shrugged. "Hmm…I am not really sure what the excitement is over popcorn…unless it tastes better with melted butter and salt."

"Yep, sure does," Saphira said in confirmation, glancing at the saucepan and bowl to see that the butter was almost fully melted. "The popcorn should be fully popped shortly. So we can enjoy them very soon."

Springtrap smiled as he kept watching the popcorn. He saw some kernels did not pop, and they flew back out of the machine into the bowl. The kernels were burnt, and not likely to pop. It took another minute before the machine was empty and he turned it off, making sure there was nothing left in the machine. He looked at the bowl curiously and looked at Saphira. She turned off the stove as the butter had completely melted. He watched as she brought the bowl over and carefully poured the butter over the popcorn. She placed the bowl down and grabbed the salt grinder to grind some salt onto the popcorn before she began to toss the popcorn carefully to spread the butter and salt evenly.

Once she was done, she turned to Springtrap, holding the bowl out to him. "Now try some."

He looked down at the bowl and grabbed three pieces of popcorn. He could see the butter staining the popcorn and he shrugged, placing them into his mouth to chew. He widened his eyes almost immediately upon tasting it. "Mmm…okay…" He nodded and grabbed some more to eat. "That actually tastes really good."

"I know." Saphira chuckled, grabbing a small handful and placed the bowl onto the counter so she could tidy the kitchen. "Popcorn is the go to snack when watching movies, sports or enjoying friends playing with each other. You always just want to grab a handful and eat them."

"I am realizing that." Springtrap let out a light chuckle as he ate some more. "I promise I won't eat all of it. It wouldn't be fair to you."

She shrugged as she did not mind. "It's fine. There's more than enough for us to share." She finished washing the bowl and poured the water from the saucepan before she began to dry them. "Besides, this should make you more excited about trying more food."

He nodded as Springtrap normally would not have other food. Saphira has introduced him to chocolate already, along with chips, but he did not know much else. And he knew Saphira wanted everyone to experience other foods that weren't just pizza and human flesh. And he was really happy about that, and yet, Springtrap still wondered why he deserved this kindness.

Springtrap knew that Saphira had a heart of gold. She's looked past their terrible need for devouring humans. If the animatronics had a choice on their diet, they wouldn't kill humans. But it was engrained in their diet, and they would weaken if they did not do that. But that is not what Springtrap was thinking about. Saphira knows that Springtrap had spiralled into the pits of anger and hatred, which resulted in actions that would make anyone perceive him as a monster. Springtrap felt guilt for what he's done, and yet, Saphira was willing to share popcorn with him.

In a way, Springtrap could still see that young girl from so many years ago. A bright, bubbly girl who treated him and the other animatronics with so much respect and love that sometimes he wished he never met her. At least he wouldn't have spiraled in the way he had. But Springtrap did not blame Saphira. Not anymore. Knowing the truth about the accident made him realize how foolish he had been. And he was even scared of his own actions at times. Especially with one particular incident that has made him fearful of hurting Saphira that way. It was a promise he's made to himself. While he felt love for Saphira, there was ropes holding him back to a point. And confessing like he had was an act of selfishness, and there was not anyway he could take that back.

Saphira finished cleaning up and turned to Springtrap, and she noticed he seemed to be off with the fairies. "Springtrap?" She waved her hand in front of his face, making him jump and blink before looking at her. "You seemed distant. I guess you're kind of like me. Too many things on your mind, huh?"

"Well…you could say that." Springtrap smiled at her before grabbing the bowl. "Shall we go and watch our friends? I have a feeling there are two new racers currently…and I am curious to see who that will be."

Saphira chuckled softly. She noticed he did not tell her what was on his mind, and she honestly did not want to ask. It was best in case the thoughts were troubled thoughts. Keeping his mind occupied on the good times would make the night better. After all, that was what Saphira intended to ensure for herself, so it would be extended to Springtrap, and hope that it would be ended on a good note.

As they left the kitchen, Saphira accidently bumper into the wall in the short hallway to the dining room, making her gasp as some popcorn was thrown onto the ground. "Oh, great…another thing to clean up…" Saphira paused and turned her head as she noticed that the wall seemed different. She tilts her head and as the wall seemed to be open, like a hidden door. "What is this?"

"Another hidden space…" Springtrap rolled his eyes a little. "We were having a good night. One Freddle, and that was it. Now we have another…wait…" Springtrap leaned slightly as he noticed something inside and pressed his hand on the door, pushing it open. "Huh, I know those pictures." Springtrap walked inside, avoiding the popcorn on the ground, and Saphira followed him inside. It was a small room, in fact, it was a room Saphira realized she remembered. But it had been hidden for some reason. This used to be the wall where the picture of the Biggest Animatronic Fan used to be. "Don't remember?"

Saphira nodded. "Yeah…they still have my pictures up there." Saphira gazed at the wall curiously. It was full of pictures of herself with each animatronic in the last year before the accident. Each picture had a vintage filter on them, making the pictures look older than they were. "Well…when I was seven…" She looked around and noticed there was a cabinet, and she opened it, widening her eyes to see the pictures of the previous years. "Oh my…wow…they have all of them…even when I was two!" Springtrap looked at the cabinet curiously before he softened his expression. "I remember the pictures being taken…and my parents never paid the money to get these for me."

Springtrap looked up at the wall, looking at the picture of him and Saphira smiling at the camera. "Back when things were good…before both of us became broken…" She nodded in agreement and Springtrap's ears droop slightly. "I remember when this place was sealed…I am going to be honest, it hurt. When Bonnie showed me that day, which was five months after your disappearance from the pizzeria, it was like…another snap…"

"I'm sorry…"

"It was not your fault. I know that now. But…" He looked down at his hands for a moment and turned to face Saphira. "I am learning that mistakes happen to everyone. Bad choices happen…and I've made so many."

She smiled at him. "Yeah…same…but we learn from it, Springtrap." She glanced at the wall for a moment before she grabbed his hand. "Come. Let's go and make some new memories…" Springtrap frowned and pulled his hand away, making her stop for a moment. "Um…what's wrong?"

"You don't think it is strange, that of all places, this was covered up? And turned into…" He glanced at the wall and cabinet for a moment. "I am not sure what I should call it."

"Well…I don't think it is that weird. Clearly, because I was the only kid who respected you animatronics, there was no one to replace me. So I guess they simply decided to brush me aside. Don't make it weird, please." Saphira shuddered and walked out of the room. "Let's just close it and forget we found it."

Springtrap was still a little suspicious of this room. There was a reason why it had been concealed, and it only made him more concerned. Saphira's existence would have been known to Afton since she was a toddler. And there was one room filled with her pictures with each animatronic at the time. It was unsettling to him. He hummed for a moment before a thought popped into his mind, one that somewhat filled him with dread.

He looked out of the room and walked out, noticing that Saphira had picked up the popcorn from the floor and threw it in the bin. "Can I ask you something?" She looked at him and nodded. "Who was the driver who hit your car?"

She widened her eyes in surprise. "Um…why are you asking?"

Springtrap knew it was going to be a hard question for her to answer. He closed the wall gently and looked at her. "Because…I am curious…"

Saphira was a little upset he was asking her about that accident. "Seriously? You had to ask me about the accident tonight?" She took a deep breath and breathed out slowly. "Sorry…but I don't have an answer for you. I don't know. My mind is fuzzy about the details."

"Right…" Springtrap pondered on her answer before he smiled. "Sorry…I should not have asked. Now you were wanting to go and make new memories."

She smiled slightly and nodded. "Yep. Come with me to the plaza."

Springtrap was surprised, but he followed her to the plaza. When she led him to the photobooth, he was surprised again. She grabbed one of the tokens for the machine, and she made him step into the booth with her before putting the token in, and they both had an exceptionally good time taking ten photos. And when the machine unrolled their photos, Springtrap was amused. There was a normal smiling photo, a photo with them throwing peace signs, silly faces, folded arms with their backs to each other and holding their fists to their chins. Springtrap thoroughly enjoyed it. They did eventually return to the dining room to share what was left of the popcorn with the others, and enjoy the rest of the night. And yet, Saphira did not let on that she was interested as the why that wall was covered up. It was creepy. Very creepy. Enough that it made her want to scrub her body red and when she gets home from the pizzeria.