Esther slammed the bedroom door behind herself and flopped onto her bed.
"Honey?" The muffled voice of her father called through the door. "Listen baby I'm sorry if - "
Esther grabbed the pillow and held it over her head, muffling her parent's voices. Don't they get that I want to be alone right now?!
{Dear, stop being difficult.}
Esther gasped into her bed-sheets.
{I understand today has been a shock for you, but that's no excuse for sticking your fingers in your ears and yelling 'la la la' like a child. You're a young lady, now.}
Her mother's voice was...
It's not coming from inside my head or anything. It feels more like... it's coming from my collarbone?
{There's a fascinating species over 200 light-years from here that has a small organ that acts like an organic radio. There's no such thing as telepathy, but this is a pretty good substitute.}
The shock fading off, Esther's aggravation was returning. {Leave me alone.}
{Ah, you figured it out already? It's been so boring having no one to talk to with this!}
Esther pulled her chin up, staring daggers into her wall. {Why didn't you tell me?}
{About your lineage? Dear, it is a fact throughout the universe that children cannot keep a secret. Your father and I believed that you wouldn't want the whole town to know?}
That is a stupidly logical reason.
Esther stared in silence for a minute. {...so what happens now?}
{Nothing, if you don't want anything to happen.}
{I don't.}
{Although, you will need to tell your father or I if you start growing a tail. That'll have to be amputated immediately.}
It occurred to Esther only after she snorted that her mother might not have been joking. {...what's happening to me?}
{As it happens, the more impressive bits of your biology are the bits that develop last. Over the next year or so, you'll find new abilities and traits grow in. Nothing to be afraid off.}
{But I'm not human.}
{No, dear. But you never wanted to be a human. You wanted to be a person. That hasn't changed. You can still go to school. You can still get whatever job you please. You can even fall in love, although your great-grandparents will throw a fit.}
{Wait, they're still around?!}
{Dear, how did you think you were born? Neither your father or I are anywhere good enough with genetic engineering to mix our genes and have you not turn out a right mess.}
Esther felt a sudden surge of curiosity towards how her family tree worked exactly, and then crushed it ruthlessly.
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