Seven Words in TNG

it only enraged him further. War cries

 

blurted out of Alexander as he shredded

 

that pillow into minuscule pieces of feathers

 

and scraps of linen. Worf knew he

 

would be cleaning his quarters for days

 

so he attempted to calm Alexander by

 

starting a Klingon opera. His rich baritone

 

voice accomplished nothing as Alexander's rampage continued.

 

'This is not going well,' Worf thought

 

. Honestly, he wasn't the best parent. "Dianna,

 

please report to my quarters. I am

 

having trouble with Alexander."

"Again? Coming."

Moments

 

later, Worf waited.

Deanna, in Ten-forward, sighed

 

at Data's play she promised to attend.

 

"So much to do. Worf and Data

 

with an appointment with Beverly later. I'm

 

going to need a holiday." Worf was

 

finally making leeway in calming Alexander by

 

humming bars from an old Klingon lullaby

 

he enjoyed during childhood. Alexander dosed off