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And then one day he gets word that not only is an officer willing to sponsor him, but it’s one of the most highly decorated retired admirals in Star Fleet. And Worf has no clue why he sponsored him, but it gets him into the Academy. And it’s only after he’s been in there a while that he gets the opportunity to meet the Admiral. And he marched up to the old man and asks in that blunt, Worf-esque way why he of all people would sponsor a Klingon in the Academy. And in response, the Admiral slowly smiles and steps closer to him (something no one has ever been willing to do at the Academy) and tells him, quietly, that he may have been born Klingon, but he was “Made in Russia” and “Russia only makes worthwhile things.”

And with that the Admiral shuffles away, leaving a confused but pleased Klingon cadet behind him.

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