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

Chapter 9-an old friend, and a new friend

Le flashback of flashback-iness:

Me and my brother hide in the corner of the cell we are trapped in, both of us too scared to move. We suddenly hear the clank clank clank of footsteps on the hard, metal floor. They were heading in our direction! Clank clank clank, closer still! Clank clank clank, they were right outside our door. We waited for the clanking sound to move on to a different room, but they had stopped right outside our room! Silence. I listen closely to try to hear anything to give us a clue of what was on the other side of the door. The only sound I could hear was someone fiddling with a bunch of keys, trying to find which was the right 1. Then that stopped, as I heard a click coming from the other side of the door. My breathing becomes heavy and my heart is pounding in my ears as I see the doorknob being turned and hear a slow creaking sound as the door is opened. I close my eyes in terror, not wanting to see what or who would come thorough the door.
Then I heard a sad female voice saying "hey. Are you 2 ok? Wow that was a stupid question, of corse your not.". I recognised that voice from a few hours ago. Well I think it was a few hours ago. I have no clue how long we've been here. But I remember the exact same voice shouting angrily earlier to a familiar voice of a man, clearly a lot older than her. The mans voice in comparison to hers sounded like the equivalent of a parent to their child, to put it in perspective. I'm not sure where I recognise the mans voice from, but I definitely know it from somewhere. The girls voice however, was 1 that I had never heard before. Or if I had I can't remember. I remember the conversation they were having, as they were both shouting loud enough for me and Micheal to hear the entire thing clearly;
"HOW COULD YOU?! FIRST YOU KIDNAPPED A BUNCH OF INNOCENCE KIDS AND TURNED THEM INTO OBJECTS BEFORE HYPNOTISING THEM TO FORGET EVERYTHING, AND NOW YOU HAVE KIDNAPPED 2 INNOCENT GUYS WHO HAVE DONE NOTHING TO YOU! WHAT, ARE YOU PLANNING ON TURNING THEM INTO OBJECTS AS WELL?!" Shouted the girl
"It's called business, idiot. My only goal is to get money, and they get lots of money from BFDI, and I want that money. And for the record, no, I'm not turning them into objects as well, they are fine how thy are, and turning them into objects would involve giving them powers too, and if they were to learn of this, it would be even more likely that they would try to use this to their advantage to escape, which would not be good for us" the man replied calmly and loudly.
"YOUR SICK!" The girl shouted
"And your stuck here weather you like it or not" replied the man.

Anyway, back to the present, me and my brother are cowering away in the corner when we hear the voice of the girl. I slowly look up to see the girl for the first time. Her dark blonde hair went down to just beyond her shoulders, and her green eyes shone with sadness and pity. I can't say much about what she's wearing because it's the same dull, grey uniform as everyone else here, except hers is made for a girl specifically; rather than just a pair of dark trousers there was a black skirt, and some dark tights, and rather than a pair of normal black shoes that you would wear to a meeting at work, there were a pair of high heels that didn't look at all comfortable. I would say that the girl was around 16 years old. Then I noticed in her hands were 2 trays, on them were 2 plaits with what looked like a bred role, some butter and an apple on each, and 2 glasses of water.
"Are those for us?" I finally say after a few minutes of silence. I don't know why I asked, I already knew the answer.
"Yeah, theres no point in killing you for no reason, so might as well keep you alive. That is the bosses words, not mine." She immediately answers.
"You seem a lot nicer than everyone else in here. I wish they were all as nice as you seem to be." My brother states after a few seconds.
"Thanks. I wish that everyone else here was nice as well."
"I'm Micheal by the way. And this is my twin brother, Cary. What's your name?"
"Um........ just call me V. It's not my real name, or anything close to it, or my nickname, but I would rather be known by a fake name than associated my old name and who I used to be with this."
"If you don't like it here, why do do you stay?"
"I have no choice. If I leave then the boss will kill everyone I care about. Plus, even if I did have a choice, I would have to stay anyway, because the boss is a psychopath, and is completely unpredictable, so someone has tonnage sure he doesn't do anything too bad. No one else here will stop him because they are all too dum and crazy, following every order blindly. Seriously, the other day the boss gave a my first break since I first came here a few months ago, for 10 minutes, and when I came back you guys were here."
"They sounds terrible."
"Yeah, but it must be worse for you. Seriously you have no clue what is going on or what to do. You must be terrified."
"Yeah, but we've got each other. By the sounds of things you haven't got anyone to help you."
"Yeah, but I'm fine being alone." She said sadly, obviously lying.
"Well, you can be our friend if you want"
"Really?"
"Yeah, you look like you could do with a friend or 2."
"Thanks"
"Your welcome."
Our conversation was interrupted by the voice of the man from earlier shouting "IDIOT! NO ONES CHECKING THE CAMERAS!"
"That's for me. I have to go, but I'll bring you food tomorrow, and we can talk again then." She put down our trays and left.