* Please keep in mind that I am not trying to bash the army. My respect goes to all of the enlisted men and women.
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Helga was floored. She never thought Princess All Mighty there could shed a tear, not even for her own mother. The fact that she was crying for Thadeus, a.k.a. Curly, was even more shocking than the fact that she knew how to express feelings for other than herself.
"Why oh why did he have to leave?!" she kept repeating over and over.
"Oh Rhonda, you know he wanted this. He even said it was all for you! Aren't you happy for him?"
"Phoebe, enlisting in the damn army is not something to be happy about! I might lose him, forever! Oh God, why?!"
"Okay Princess, time to get your shit straight. I'm tired of hearing you whine over it! And believe me I was glad you showed emotions. But now it's just getting out of hand."
"Oh but Helga-"
"No buts, missy. Just get it through that thick skull of yours that Thad is doing something he likes, for him. He said it was for you but believe me, Princess, he needs a life other than doing your every whim."
Rhonda wasn't surprised that Helga spoke so blunt, and she knew it. In fact, she appreciated such honesty. Now a day, the only one who got through her was Helga. And that's why she came, because she understood what she was going through. After all, her beloved was far away studying an ancient civilization in the Brazilian coast. It was bound to toughen her up, at least a bit.
After a while, Rhonda calmed down enough to actually see reason and start behaving like her old self again. Sometimes, some things would just never change. But other things did, depending on what life brought its way.
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The Alphabet is for Drabbles (A Hey Arnold! Fanfic)
FanfikceA series of Hey Arnold! drabbles (mostly A/H). Enjoy. ;)