The Things I'll do For You

Harry's Interigation

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After things had settled down it was already night time. Harry, unlike everyone else, was awake. He sat in his armchair, just sitting. The truth was he could never actually fall asleep quick, and it usually took awhile before he could. So many things were on his mind. Like what was Olivia here to do, what is Roy planning, does Robin like hi-

Harry shook his head, clearing his thoughts. While doing so he heard small footsteps coming down the hall. "Manny?" He asked, craning his neck to look down the hall.

It wasn't Manny, it was Olivia. "Oh.? Sorry I..uh.. thought you were him."

"It's okay. Why are you up so late? It's 2 am!" Olivia asked, stopping at the edge of the hall.

"I couldn't sleep, that's all." Harry responded nonchalantly.

"Uh uh, I've only known you for 2 days but I can still tell your lying."

Harry paused for a moment, trying to think of something to say back to the puppet. "Well duh, Roy did make you. He probably told you all about us. So why don't you cut to the chase? What are you here to do?" Harry asked, crossing his arms seriously.

Olivia sighed and walked over to the red head. Climbing on top of the couch, clasping her hands to each other. "Actually Mr. Roy didn't tell me much about you guys. He just said to 'help them'. And I'm here to do just that, besides I'm not a threat she i-" Olivia caught herself.

Harry cocked an eyebrow, he wasn't fully convinced. Olivia took notice of this and locked eyes with him. "Why are you so upset about your hair? It'll just grow back?"

"I was upset about my hair being cut. Now I'm fine." He grumbled emotionlessly. "Stop changing the subject...."

"What made you change your mind?" She interrogated.

Harry let out a huff. His face turing red, however due to his skin tone Olivia really couldn't tell. "Robby....he really liked my long hair. When it got cut I was scared he'd....I don't know it's stupid."

"Ohhhhh! That explains a lot!" Olivia said, trying to not sound too loud.

"What....?"

Olivia grinned unclamping her hands. "That explains why you don't mind anymore! In the kitchen Robin said that you looked cute with short hair! That's why your fine with it!"

Harry sat there, locked in his position. This kid, who was probably like 7, read him like an open book. Olivia smiled gleefully, and for the first time Harry actually enjoyed it.