You're a third year student at Stuyvesant High School of New York City but also the daughter of Egon Spengler. You were his little Mini-me. You and him had so many similarities. The glasses, the goofy hair, love for science and paranormal, the terrible dance moves, cringey Dad Jokes, the social awkwardness, the deadpan seriousness and many other things. You were an amazing student, in not wonderful. Straight A's, never got in trouble once. But today, you just snapped and started a fight with a boy, Miles Gordon. You were sitting in the principal's office, Mr Frisch, with Miles and his parents, Susan and Joseph when Egon and Jeanine bursted through the door. Jeanine knelt down in front of you and checked you for injuries, seeing your bruised face, swollen black eye, red knuckles, busted lip and an ice pack to your head.

Jeanine: "Pumpkin, are you okay?... What happened?..."

Once you assured your Mom that you were fine, she pulled you in for a tight hug, Jeanine kissed the top of your head and you honestly started to feel bad for getting yourself into this and scaring them.

Jeanine: "Don't ever scare us like that again, baby..."

Meanwhile Egon and Felix's Dad – Tony – were staring each other down.

Tony: "Dr Spengler..."

Egon: "Mr Gordon..."