The Things I'll do For You

I'm Olivia, nice to meet you

(Awesome doodle I did ^)

Harry, Robin and Manny remained silent. "Excuse me? Are you guys Harry, Robin, and Manny?" The doll spoke again.

"Ye-yeah! Why!" Robin sputtered nervously.

"Oh! Great! Mr. Roy said you'd be my new friends!" She clapped.

"What." Harry said, finally being able to get up from his chair.

"Yes. He told me all about you." The doll replied.

Harry paused, and glanced at Robin who just shrugged. He sighed. "Okay.....then.... what's uh.. your name?"

"Roy calls me Olivia!" The doll (Or Olivia) said holding out a hand.

Harry glanced at her gesture and slowly shook her hand. Olivia smiled from ear to ear, which sent a shiver down his spine. " ....nice to meet you. So why don't you go talk to Manny while I talk to Robin, okay?"

Olivia nodded and stared at Manny with her red eyes. While she did, Harry pulled Robin back into the kitchen. "Something is wrong with that doll, Robby." Harry said crossing his arms and looking down.

Robin flushed a bit, by the use of his old nickname, but remained serious. "I'm glad it wasn't just me.... Roy made her?"

"Yeah... he gave that box to me while I was on the front porch." He sighed.

Robin nodded. "She's acting too sweet to be one of Roy's......creations." He mumbled.

         Meanwhile with Manny

Olivia studied the blue haired boy. And said to him. "So are those guys like you're dads or somethin?"

"What? Nah, Harry's to quiet to confess his feelings to Robin. So I just call them my friends." Manny shrugged

"Cool, I like the red guy, he seems laid back." Olivia smiled.

Manny flinched at this. It wasn't a friendly smile. It was a different emotion that he couldn't put his finger on.

Weird.......

That night Harry put Olivia in a room that was far away from the other rooms that he and his friends stayed in. "Okay, there's water in the kitchen and an extra pillow on the floor. You should be set." Harry breathed sleepily.

"Okay! Thanks Harry!" She grinned another darn smile.

For some reason this angered Harry for a moment. He shook his head and frowned. "Ok. Night." He slowly shut the door, not letting his greens eyes off her.

Once an hour past Olivia got down from her bed. She walked down the hall and into the living and out the front door. Another box was on the porch step, just as he told her. She drug it inside. Once back to her room she opened it. There was another doll. But it was different. It's whole body was black; except for its White hair and red eyes. It looked at her and whispered. "Where do they keep their Scissors?"