A Few Needed Adjustments

Second Dramatic Reveal

"Why the hell did you straight up tell her that?"

"What, you want me to lie to her?"

"No, but now you've scarred her!".

The said girl was sitting in the art deco couch, thousand yard stare in her eyes. Her mind could barely wrap around the concept, no, the REVELATION she just heard. She...wasn't human. She wasn't human. No matter how many times she said it or thought it, it was just too hard to believe. Had her mother been cheating on her father? Or had she been tricked? Or-or...

No, Natsume. Get those silly thoughts out of your head, she thought to herself.

Shit, everything was so confusing now. She wanted to think it was her father, because usually it was the guy who cheated, but there were maternity pictures of before she was born, so that theory was out the window.

But that left her with who diddled with her mother.

"Hey," she interrupted the two guys from their almost fist fight. They whipped their attention to her as she continued.

"I think we should find out who my dad is,".

Silence.

"But...I mean-"

"Sure,"

"Oh my God, Touma, I thought we went over this!"

"First of all, calm the hell down, Whisper, second of all, this might be good for Natsume,"

Whisper and Natsume perked up their ears at this, but for totally different reasons.

"I mean, since Natsume is half yokai, doesn't that mean she has superhuman powers? This would be a great benefit to her if we knew exactly who they came from and how she could master it. That's what you were thinking, right Natsume?"

"Nooooooo...I'm just curious on my heritage,"

"Oh," Touma's hyped up voice seemed to deflate at Natsume's reply. It was more likely he was the only one excited about Natsume having powers.

"That isn't a half bad idea actually," Whisper mused, rubbing his chin with his thumb and index finger, "that article talked about the offspring of mixed relationships often having extreme strength, intelligence, or magic,".

"Then it's settled,"

"We didn't even take a vote,"

"Ugh, ok. All in favor of finding Natsume's real dad, say aye,"

"Aye"

"Aye"

"Aye"

"Nay".

Everyone was flabbergasted by the extra voice that suddenly appeared. Turning around revealed it's owner.

Sitting on the kitchen counter, bottle of vodka in paw, was Jibanyan.

"What the hell are you doing in my house,"

Jibanyan simply shrugged his shoulders

"I break into you guys houses sometimes to work off my hangover or gain it without the police putting me in a drunk tank. I usually come which places I go to so you don't get suspicious."

"That...is creepy."

"Took the words right out my mouth."

Jibanyan looked indignant after the two teens gave him strange looks.

"Hey, I'm and old man, in cat years, and I deserve respect!"

"Yes, but I've been taking YOUR blame for my parents wine stash disappearing!"