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"Hello, I'm Magister Stellum Tennyson. I'll be leading the next part of your training."
Kenny scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. He didn't know of any Necrofriggian relatives, but Tennyson was a distinctly human last name. He'd have to ask his dad about it during their call later.
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"Hey Kenny!" Ben beamed at his son through the screen. "Your mom had to go to India for a bit, but she sends her love. How's it going at the Academy?"
"I...met a Necrofriggian Magister today...and uh..."
Ben laughed. "You met Little Chill! I should give them a call."
"Okay, I'm really confused."
"So..." Ben rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "Necrofriggians reproduce aseuxally every 80 years once they hit puberty. The original Omnitrix was programmed so that the user would literally walk in the shoes of all the transformations. Including breeding habits. Features like that were removed in updated editions."
Kenny paused. "Are...you telling me that Magister Tennyson is my sibling?"
"Uh...yeah. And you have 13 others."
"What the heck, Dad?!"