Your dads were quackity and Wilbur. A kid started a fight at school with you, you both were in trouble because to the school, it didn’t matter about “self defense.” You both were in trouble.

You sat in the prinipals office, in the chair next to you was the other kid with thier arms crossed leaned back into the chair, scoffing whenever they glanced at you.

The principal eyed you two down “Your parents will be here in a moment.” The principal said with a sigh.