Tsarlala wondered when her sister actually fell in love with Tom Paris, as B'Elanna was only fifteen but then again Tsarlala could've been reading too much into something that wasn't there, she was after all only eleven.
"How was school?" John asked B'Elanna when she walked through the door.
B'Elanna made a face like she sucked on a lemon.
"That good, huh?" Tsarlala chuckled.
"We had to sit through a two hour long ceremony for the graduating year 12's." said B'Elanna.
"Ah, how was Tom?" John asked, almost teasingly.
"Shut up." grumbled B'Elanna.
"Where's Mom?" Tsarlala asked, she was in her last year of primary school.
"With her fellow Klingons, where else?" B'Elanna snipped.
"You're in a bad mood. Go see Lauren or someone." suggested John.
"You want me to visit humans, while I'm in a bad mood? Yeah great idea, Dad." said B'Elanna sarcastically.
B'Elanna grabbed a piece of fruit and walked off.
Tsarlala and John looked at each other, with confusion but then went back to doing what they were doing.
"Hey Dad?" Tsarlala asked.
"Mhm." John replied.
"Can I sleepover at grandma Isabella's on Saturday?" Tsarlala asked.
"We'll see. You need to get through your maths exam first." said John.
Tsarlala groaned, she hated doing exams, they were boring and slow and she finished quickly but could never leave the classroom until everyone else had finished.
"But they're boring." Tsarlala whined.
"Well you've got to get used to them. There's an entrance exam into Starfleet that you have to do." said John.
"What if I don't want to be in Starfleet?" Tsarlala asked.
"Well. You might change your mind." said John.
Tsarlala huffed and knocked on her sister's bedroom door.
"Come in." said B'Elanna, she was laying on her stomach reading a PADD on her bed.
"When did you decide you wanted to be in Starfleet?" Tsarlala asked.
"Uh, a year ago." said B'Elanna.
"When did Tom decide?" Tsarlala asked.
"He didn't, he was forced to be in Starfleet. Why do you think Elsa joined the Navy instead? Or Lizzie decided to do holoprograming. That leaves only Lauren and Tom, both of whom were forced into Starfleet." B'Elanna replied.
"When does he graduate?" Tsarlala asked.
"Well he's eighteen and he'll graduate in four years so he'll be twenty two." said B'Elanna.
"And you'll be just turning eighteen." comments Tsarlala.
"Yes, but I'll either join when I'm sixteen or eighteen." said B'Elanna.
"Okay." said Tsarlala.
"Why the sudden interest in the Academy, Tsar?" B'Elanna asked finally looking away from her PADD.
"Well, I have a maths exam coming up and then Dad said that there's an entrance exam to get into the Academy, but I always finish my exams before everyone else and then I have to wait." said Tsarlala.
"That's not how the Academy's exams go." said B'Elanna.
"Oh?" Tsarlala asked.
"Once you finish, you hand it to the supervisor and then leave." shrugged B'Elanna.
"Well that sounds simple." said Tsarlala.
"Tsar, don't decide now. You might find something else to do with your life." said B'Elanna sitting up to look at her little sister.
It was amazing to B'Elanna that her sister was eleven years old, it only seemed like yesterday she first met her baby sister with the huge tantrum.
"I won't decide. Not right now." said Tsarlala.
"Good." said B'Elanna.
Tsarlala leaves her sister alone, more relaxed than ever after speaking to her.
She had a therapist for a reason but Tsarlala was always more tense after speaking to Grace, she was always implying that her parent's marriage troubles and things like that were because of Tsarlala and B'Elanna, of course Grace acted all pleasant around John, but in reality she despised Klingons, it wouldn't matter if the person was half Klingon or even on quarter, if they looked Klingon, Grace would despise them.
Tsarlala was so caught up in her own thoughts that she bumped straight into her mother who'd just arrived home, looking rather happy.
"Sorry." Tsarlala said.
"Are you okay?" Miral asked, after years of living on Earth she relaxed kind of, no longer pressuring her daughters to do Klingon things maybe because she had more Klingons around to socialise with.
"I'm fine." lied Tsarlala.
Miral frowned but didn't pursue the matter, Tsarlala would either tell her or she wouldn't, that was just the way her youngest daughter worked. Unlike B'Elanna who said nothing and kept her emotions locked inside her.
Causing her emotional outbursts to result in anger and violence, the amount of times she'd been suspended from school, both primary and high school was a record. It was a wonder that she wasn't expelled from any of them.
Tsarlala walked past her mother and to her room, where she cancelled her next appointment with Grace, she wondered how long it would be until her mother, father and sister caught on.
"Why do you keep cancelling appointments with Grace?" B'Elanna asked, causing Tsarlala to jump, she didn't know her sister was standing in the doorway.
"She hates me." Tsarlala replied shortly.
"She shouldn't, she's your therapist." replied B'Elanna.
"Well she does." replied Tsarlala.
"Why?" B'Elanna asked.
"Because I'm Klingon." said Tsarlala.
"Oh." said B'Elanna.
"Yeah." sighed Tsarlala.
B'Elanna was still standing in the doorway.
"Well, before this gets anymore awkward. I'm going to go back to my room." said B'Elanna.
Tsarlala chuckles.
"Evening, Lanna." said Tsarlala.
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This chapter was better than Elsa Paris's chapter, in my opinion.
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FanfictionWarning: The years are going to jump around, a lot. You have been warned, also I'm going to be redoing all the episodes with them broken up. Idea off of @Melina-Vostokoff's story 'Our Past | A Star Trek: Voyager Fanfiction'. ...
