Two years later, Koltor is now 14, Bellatrix is 12, Zanthea is 10, Helthena is 8, Farah is 6, Delilah is 4, and Allegra is 2. Zarkon is 38, old man is what Elara , who is 36, calls him just to annoy him. Since Koltor and Bellatrix we're in their teen years, they were sassy. Really sassy. They drove their parents insane 24/7. Poor Zarkon, he hates Elara's attitude and he always wanted at least two sons and he ended up with six daughters with her Elara's attitude, to make it worse, Koltor, Zarkon's only son, had his mother's attitude as well. Right now, Zarkon was close to blowing up in the lounge at his eldest two children and they started getting smart with him.

"Bro calm down, what would mother say if you broke yet another mace?" Koltor scoffed.

"Did he- Did he just call me bro?" Zarkon asked, his bottom left eyelid twitching.

"Yes he did. Are your ears cleaned out?" Bellatrix sassed.

"Oh gods please give me strength..." Zarkon laughed, however this was a laugh that showed his patience leaving him.

"It's just question bro, don't pop a vein." Koltor snickered.

"DAMN IT KOLTOR! I AM NOT YOUR BRO! I WILL NEVER BE YOUR BRO!" Zarkon roared angrily.

"Ok... Dude." Koltor said.

"Don't kill the child Zarkon, do not kill the child. He's the only son you have." Zarkon muttered to himself.

"You look constipated." Bellatrix snickered.

Kaboom

"ELARA GET IN HERE NOW!!"

It didn't take long for Elara to show up, she immediately glared at the two teenagers.

"What'd you two do?" She asked.

"Nothing mother!" Bellatrix said.

"Nothing at all!" Koltor chimed in.

"Yeah right." Elara scoffed sarcastically and turned to Zarkon.

"They have your attitude but they're worse! Our son had the audacity to call me awful things like 'dude' and 'bro!' and Bellatrix is sassier than ever today!" Zarkon growled as he explained.

"Really you two? You know your father and I have a lot on our plate every single day. We don't need your teen bitterness right now." Elara said sternly.

"You and father were probably the same as teenagers!" Koltor said.

"No we were not!" Zarkon growled.

"We were well-behaved teenagers. Your uncle was the problem and quite frankly, he still is." Elara said.

"That's true." Zarkon said.

"We were just having fun." Koltor huffed.

"Your fun is bound to give both me and your father a major headache." Elara said seriously.

"Are we supposed to be sorry?" Bellatrix asked with a scoff.

Koltor's entire demeanor suddenly changed. He looked terrified and bit his pointer finger as he looked at his sister and mother back and forth. Zarkon had good survival skills and knew not to say anything at this point.

"Did she- did she just say that to me?" Elara chuckled even though she was ready to start letting all hell break loose.

"Yes she did." Zarkon muttered quietly and avoiding eye contact with her.

Bellatrix then realized how bad her blunder was and tried fixing it.

"M-Mom wai-"

"Child. Let me tell you some things. I went through so many hours of pain for you. I got my areas below stitched up for you. I carried you for 8 months and dealt with your hyperactivity for you. What I did not do- let me repeat that so you get it through your head because you have your father's hard-headedness. WHAT I DID NOT DO WAS ALL THAT JUST FOR YOUR ASS TO STAND HERE AND SASS ME LIKE THE WAY YOU JUST DID!" Elara raged, her gaze on Bellatrix was sharper than a dagger.

"I'm sorry..." Bellatrix mumbled, she was already on the verge of tears.

"Good you are forgiven. Koltor this goes for you as well and I swear if you call me one of those like 'sis' and 'chick' I'm whooping you until you're seeing triple!" She growled.

The two kids went of running for the hills.

"Why don't they take me seriously?" Zarkon huffed.

"You are not nearly as scary as I am." Elara said bluntly.

"I do nit want to be as scary as you because I think I will just scare myself." Zarkon said, shuddering in fear.

"Thank you for that hidden compliment." Elara snickered and walked away, leaving Zarkon and his thoughts.

'She scares me... I love her... A lot...'