[ DRAMATIS PERSONAE:
CAMBION: A half-demon, half-human, quietly celebrating his twenty-first birthday with his Dad and Papa. A little in his cups.
PAPA: The demon father.
DAD: The human father. ]
[ INTERIOR. A house in which a twenty-first birthday has just occurred. CAMBION sits in an armchair, and PAPA sits on a couch with DAD'S legs in his lap. ]
CAMBION: Okay, obviously I know how human babies are made, but you've always been cagey about it with cambions. How was I conceived?
[ PAPA and DAD smile shyly at each other. PAPA takes DAD'S hand. ]
PAPA: Well, when your dad and I decided to try for a child, your dad inserted his penis into my ovipositor and fertilized my eggs.
DAD: Then, your papa inserted his ovipositor into my rectum and laid a fertilized egg.
[ INTERIOR: A doctor's office. CAMBION, half-demonic fetus, appearing on an ultrasound before PAPA and the hugely-pregnant DAD, both of them ecstatic and nervous, while a bewildered doctor stands aside. ]
PAPA (in voiceover): You wriggled out, and up his colon to his stomach, where you shared his food for nine months. As you know, demons and cambions are both immune to acid.
[ INTERIOR. The home again. ]
DAD: Then, when you were ready, you wriggled back out the way you came — with my help, of course.
PAPA: That was twenty-one years ago today, my belovèd son.
[ PAPA and DAD wipe away each other's tears of joy. CAMBION struggles to sit more upright. ]
CAMBION: Wait.
CAMBION: Ovipositor?
DAD: That's right. As you know, demons have four sexes: viviparous, oviparous, ovipositing, and finally insemini-gestational — the role I played in your birth, and the sex your father lives as.
PAPA: None of this would have been possible if I wasn't transgender.
[ FIN ]