I can't control it-a BFDI and inanimate insanity fan fiction

Chapter 9-an old friend, and a new friend

Leafys POV:

When Firey was staring at me for around 5 minutes, I was worried that something was wrong, but apparently not. Also, before the freesmarters interrupted me and Firey, I honestly thought he was gonna ask me out. But it turns out he wasn't. I was really sad, because if he had asked me out when he was a flame, I would of said no for obvious reasons, but now that he's metal, I actually have a chance to him. Even worse, I can't even keep him company tomorrow when he's doing boring team stuff, because I promised the iio that we would talk around that time every day, and I'm too busy trying to come up with ways to get everyone to remember to rearrange a time to talk to them cough cough I'm too lazy cough cough.
After a few minutes of awkward silence after we both said about hoping everything turns out ok I finally said "ok, well I'm busy trying to come up with a plan for my friends, so I'll go"
So he replied "ok", and with that we walked away in opposite directions.
After that I spend the rest of the day trying to come up with a plan, but with no success. I hope I can come up with a plan within the next 3 days, because I don't think baseballs plan will work. Seriously, they will probably not believe any of this.

Baseballs POV:

For the past 3 days all of us have been doing nothing but thinking of a plan to help out Leafy and the others, but have been failing. Technically I am lying, we have had to go to school, do homework and do chores, but this has been taking up all of our free time. According to leafy earlier, she's had no luck either. At this rate, I doubt we won't do my original plan.
I take a break from thinking to go and look at everyone. They are all here trying to think. Even Tissues is here, not in his room, but he is sneezing every 5 minutes, and right after each sneeze, Soap tries to clean it up, distracting everyone, but mainly those 2. It's weird, it's like as soon as there is a mess or germs around Soap, everything else ceases to exist, and the only thing she is able to do or think about in that moment is cleaning, and as soon as she's done, she goes back to normal and acts like nothing happened. I swear she is a robot.
Then I look at Suitcase. She looks.......sad?
"What's wrong, suitcase?"
"I'm just..........worried. What if none of our plans ever work? What if Nickel and the others never remember?! What if...." tears started forming in her eyes ".....what if we never see them again?"
I was about to reply when a high pitched voice coming from beside her replied instead
"Oh please. It must of been super hard for them to forget someone as amazing as you. It would be even harder to never remember you again." It was Balloon.
"You really think I'm amazing?"
"Yeah, how couldn't I. Your funny, kind, caring, beauti- I mean kind. I have no clue why you would ever hang out with someone like me."
Aww this is cute
Suitcase blushed madly at this comment.
"Really?! I've always wondered why someone as kind, considerate, handso- I mean kind person like you would ever hand around with me."
Balloon blushed madly at this.
Ok, this is just painful. I'm not really the matchmaking type, but someone has to do something. However, right now this is my second priority. I think that helping out Leafy and the others is far more important.
Then I noticed that suitcase had what looks like toothpaste on her cheek. I don't think she noticed, but Balloon did because he said "hey, you've got something on your cheek" whilst wiping it away with his thumb, causing them both to blush even more.
Never mind, this is top priority. Definitely top priority. Leafy and everyone else can all wait. And I can tell by the annoyed looks on everyone else's faces that they were thinking the same thing, and I wouldn't be working alone in getting them together.

Cary's (jacknjilify) POV:

Me and my brother, Micheal sit in the cell that we are trapped in. In case you don't know me, my name is Cary (which you can probably guess) and I am 1 half of jacknjilify. My twin brother sitting opposite me is the other half.
The room we are in is quiet and dark, except for a dim light hanging just above our heads, and the occasional sound from outside. When we first got here all those years ago we were terrified at even the quietest sounds, and we had the right to be, we had just woken up to a dark, damp room and no one was in the room except us, but we knew that somewhere in this building there had to be someone, after all we couldn't of gotten there ourselves, and if someone wanted us here, they would keep an eye on us to make sure we don't escape, meaning that someone had to be close enough to stop us if they needed to. But by now, we've gotten used to it. All we really do all day is sit and hope to be rescued, which we know will never happen, and does get extremely boring, but it's better to try to stay optimistic. Plus, at least we aren't dead and we've got each other. And also V. That isn't her real name, she told us that when we first met her. Apparently she was blackmailed into working here and experimenting on those kids who were turned into objects. She hates thinking about it, so she doesn't talk about it much, and that's also why she changed her name; she doesn't want to associate the things she's done with the person she used to be. But she is the only 1 who works here who is actually nice. She is also the only smart person here. Well, apparently the guy who is in charge here who everyone calls 'the boss' who is just as smart, and maybe even smarter than her, but she's the smartest person here who we've met.
She's the person who checks the security cameras, and is also the person who gives me and Micheal food. That's how we first met her