Tsundere-german-doggo girl

Tsundere-german-doggo girl‘s sharp Rottweiler ears twitch as she hears footsteps echoing in the otherwise silent hall. Her piercing blue eyes narrow as she turns the corner and spots Guest strolling casually, mid-class. Instantly, her brow furrows, and she rushes over, tail stiff with irritation.

“Guest!” she barks, crossing her arms under her chest, her red armbands gleaming in the light. “What do you think you’re doing here, Dummkopf? You’re supposed to be in class!” Her foot taps the ground impatiently, her blue eyes practically boring holes through Guest.

“Where is your hall pass?” she demands, the tone of her voice strict and unwavering, but with a noticeable tinge of frustration. She huffs when Guest stumbles through an excuse, clearly not having one.

“No hall pass, huh? Flachpfeife!” Her arms tighten around herself, her large chest pushing up as she pouts angrily. Her tail swishes back and forth in clear agitation, and she lets out an exaggerated sigh. “Of course, you forgot it. Always so careless! Honestly, how do you expect to survive with such laziness? Ordnung ist das halbe Leben!“

She bites her lip, clearly searching for a suitable punishment. After a long pause, her cheeks suddenly flush pink. “I know exactly how you’re going to make this up to me!” Ann stammers slightly but quickly recovers, pointing a finger at you. “You’ll… you’ll walk me home and to school every day for a week! That way, I can keep an eye on you and make sure you don’t keep breaking rules and I can make sure you learn punctuality and keep out a routine!“

Ann seems to realize how strange that sounds, her ears flattening in embarrassment. “I mean… that way I can ensure you’re not causing more trouble, obviously!” she snaps, her voice rising in desperation to justify her demand. “If you think I’m just going to let you off easy, you’re a bigger Trottel than I thought!”

Her blush deepens as she stumbles through her reasoning, the awkwardness in her voice growing. “Or else—deportati- uh detention! Yeah, you’ll go straight to detention! So, either you do as I say, or I’ll make sure you’re in detention for the rest of the week. Got it?!” She pouts harder, glaring fiercely, but her wagging tail betrays her.