A/N Uses the Modern Times AU

Requested by: Panda_Ships

It was a gloomy afternoon, rain poured down the streets of Crown Mesa.

Miss Harper Millers sat down at her desk, her head against the wood.

It had been such a busy morning for her, she couldn't catch a break.

" You have an appointment with that one man right? " her colleague Miss Mevia  

Claythorne asked, side pressed on a wall. Harper stayed calm and still continued writing in her notebook. Mevia got impatient and let out a groan.

" Well whatever, not like I care. He's your client and my shift ends in a few minutes " she said walking away slightly, a grin on her face.

That made Harper snap out of her thoughts. She was gonna work alone for the next hour? " Wait, you're leaving so soon? " she inquired, putting her notebook down. Mevia giggled. " oh now you're interested for small talk. " she started slyly. Harper rolled her eyes. Mevia took a deep breath before nodding.

" Yeah, The boss replaced me with this sort of trainee. Cassidy Rosanna? I think? " she thought whilst rubbing her chin. Harper checked the staff notes.

She facepalmed. " It's Cassie Rose..." she corrected. Mevia rolled her eyes.

" Whatever. "

~~~

A few minutes have passed and Mevia Claythorne left the clinic. It was just Harper all alone. " Miss Millers! " Harper let out a groan. At least, she thought she was alone...the footsteps of someone running were heard. She stopped writing and looked at the panting figure that was standing there. Philip Arnold

Peter Andre, yes, that was his full name. Though Harper usually calls him by:

PAMA. the child was five years old at that time and he was helping Miss Harper with her shift this afternoon. " M-M-Miss Millers- " the boy tried to say, whilst trying to regain his breath. Miss Harper narrowed her eyebrows playfully.

" You do know you can call me Harper right? or more comforting...mom? " she tried to say while sinking into a feeling of embarrassment. PAMA raised an eyebrow then shook his head in denial. " Sorry Miss Millers, afraid I'm not comfortable calling you that yet. You're not my real mother after all. " his words hit like bullets through her chest. She thought that after 2 years, the kid could be comfortable to call her mom. Turns out...that's all false.

" It's Fine PAMA, Anyways, What's wrong? " she asked diving back into her notes, pen in hand. PAMA hesitated before answering. "Mr. Potter is here to meet you. " the kid declared. Harper looked surprised before glancing down at her watch. It was 1PM. the man was certainly early of 15minutes. Guess it wouldn't hurt if she started examining him earlier than expected.

" Let him in, please."

~~~

Soon, a man dressed in a long dark green trench coat entered Miss Millers's office. She pursed as she saw the man. Somehow, she saw something in him.

His long black hair, black beard though he had a rather sad frown on his lips.

" You could sit in the client's chair right there, sir " she pointed out. Mr. Potter walked to the chair was that close to her desk before sitting down. Harper heard a few sniffles. She took her clipboard and started getting into action.

" Name please? " she asked with a tiny smile. The man refused to talk. There was a long long silence. Harper grew nervous. " U-um, If You dont want to say your name that's- " she was cut off by Mr. Potter. " Should I trust you? " he broke down the truth directly and right away. Harper seemed shocked. She tried to keep herself together though she just couldn't. " A-Ha. It's your choice Mr. Potter. However, I am your psychologist. Someone that is very trustworthy."

she gleamed, Trying to make him talk. " Well fine...I guess it's about time I needed to talk to someone. "He said shortly. Harper took that in her notes.

" When was the last time you ever talked with an actual human being? " she asked, raising an eyebrow, intrigued of Mr. Potter's response. The man coughed before answering. " Oh it's been so long, how I wish to meet new friends. " he said calmly yet he had a nostalgic frown on his lips. Harper came up with the conclusion that there might be a friendship problem. Though, what has caused him to be so down?

" What exactly happened? " asked a very curious psychologist. The man looked away. "A-Are we friends? " he questioned almost in a whisper. Harper didn't know how to react aside from nodding. The man smiled dryly. "good to know, friend. By the way, I'm Ivor, Ivor Potter " he introduced himself. Harper wrote that down without saying anything. But, Ivor coughed. That startled Harper and she looked up from her clipboard and looked at him. " You know, my dear lady, it's not polite to leave others hanging. " he crossed his arms.

Harper gave a confused look. " What do you mean? kind sir? "

He stood up. " Your name, Miss. "

~~~

Harper turned pink in embarrassment. " I-I! I beg your pardon! I'm Harper Millers. Though you can call me Miss Millers. " she said stuttering in the beginning. Ivor chuckled. " It's quite fine, woman. Y'know, I like girls like you,

so incredibly jumpy " he rose his eyes and leaned closer to her. Harper backed away slightly. " I-I? Thank you? " she was confused inside. Was that a compliment or an insult? Ivor moved closer. " Tell me more about you, Miss. "

Harper shook her head and checked her clipboard. " If you don't mind sir...

this is about you, not me..." she said nervously. Ivor noticed how incredibly nervous she was getting and backed away slowly. He sat back down and looked down. " Well, I had four friends. They were my best friends. Until one day we all had an argument and- " he began to tear up slowly. The psychologist quickly stood up and walked to him. She took out a spare handkerchief she was keeping on her. The man took the handkerchief and wiped his forming  tears. Harper smiled reassuringly.

" Are you alright? Let it all out..that's what I'm here for. To listen to your lifetime miseries. " she smiled and pulled him into a hug. Ivor smiled and hugged her back.

" H-Hey...Miss Harper? "

" Yes Ivor? "

" Sorry if this seems straight forward but....do you want to hang out someday?"

" I-I...don't accept hangout requests often, but I think yours can make the cut. "

A/N yee, first Harpvor and Nova, Dechi And Panda lockdown! I think I might end up calling it NDP lockdown honestly. Anyways, I still have a long way to go before I finish the requests! I will throw in a few requests from you guys whilst continuing the NDP ones. *checks list* YES! The Oneshot I planned since February is finally being made!

Stay tuned for some: Lukesse X Jetra X Romara!