TigerTulip: Thank you to everyone who came back to read the second chapter. Thank you to Rogue Rover and GrimlockX4 for reviewing. I'm cooking up some good ideas with Rogue Rover for the further chapters ahead so expect updates. Since Blitz is Exile's partner in crime, I decided to give him a chapter of his own. I'm also thinking of rating this "T" later just in case because some language is going to come in the following chapters. Enjoy everyone!

Babysitter Blitz

"Vhy do I have to do it?!" the Doberman demanded with a growl.

"Because Colleen's still not over that specific night, I have to go to a Presidential Campaign for humane rights for dogs across America, its Shag's grooming day, and Exile is going to a sled-dog race in Siberia today with his owner," Hunter explained simply, "Besides, doesn't the grand Chancellor of Germany have two rugrats running around and you know how to deal with them?"

"Yah," Blitz sneered with his arms folded across his chest, "I know how to watch kids. It's easy."

"Theeen you're the perfect candidate to watch Roo," Hunter smiled.

Blitz lowered his ears in defeat. What was the point in arguing? The Master was too busy working in his lab to figure out new weapons and vehicles for the Road Rovers to use. The other Rovers were gone and well-Muzzle couldn't watch anything without tearing it up. But why Blitz? Why him?! Sure he learned how to watch his boys at home in Germany but to watch a kid he barely knew?!

Hunter put an arm over Blitz' shoulders and said everything was going to be fine. "Besides, it was just as hard for Exile to leave Roo behind," Hunter stated.

Blitz looked around to see where the girl was to no avail. He looked back to Hunter and asked where the "little monster" was. Hunter answered she was in the kitchen and the two walked to that corridor. When they entered, Blitz screamed in terror over what they first saw. Roo was holding a steak in front of a starving Muzzle's face. She showed no sign of teasing and asked, "You want it boy? Yeah? Here you go."

She went to remove the dog's muzzle and the dog bared its fangs as drool rolled down his chops. Before she got any closer to removing the mouth gear, Blitz grabbed her from behind and pulled her back. Hunter quickly pulled Muzzle away from Roo at the same time. Roo, in surprise, dropped the steak only for the Rottweiler to grab it in his powerful jaws.

"Little monster, are you crazy? Muzzle is one of the scariest dogs you could eva meet!" Blitz held her close to him so that she would be looking face to face with him.

"He is?" Roo blinked, "He seems nice to me."

They both looked over to see hunter patting a satisfied Muzzle on the head and saying, "That's right boy, don't bite people's hands off okay. You full from the steak? Yeah, that's right." Hunter placed the muzzle back onto his friend face and narrowed his brows at Roo.

"Roo, that was a very dangerous thing to do," he said.

"Sorry, but how was I supposed to know?" she asked.

"How about the way he has a muzzle on and that he strapped in a strait jacket?" Blitz sighed. This was not going to be an easy day for him.

"Isn't being up on his hind legs all the time bad for his back?" Roo asked.

"I never thought about that," said Hunter, "I'll see what the Master could do about that but-he's been fine like that for over a year now. Well anyways, Blitz, watch Roo and try to make sure she doesn't get into any more trouble for the day, okay."

An hour past and Blitz rarely kept his eyes on Roo. Babysitting other kids wasn't on his daily routine schedule. This was his day to pay attention only to himself in his mind. He was in the gym weight lifting. He started with a hundred pounds and went up to a hundred and fifty. He did twenty rows, took a break, and went back to twenty again. After a set of one hundred he put the weights back onto the bar stand and went to the other weight machines.

He was stopped when he heard a voice.

Little monster, he thought.

"Blitz, I'm bored. Can I play with you?" Roo came from behind him.

"You're ten-years-old. Go play a game by yourself," he raised the pulley bars.

"I've only been ten for two weeks. There's no computer games here, no Barbie dolls, no other kids my age. Why can't you play with me?"

Blitz sarcastically picked up a basketball and tossed it behind him for Roo to "catch". "Play with that," he went back to his work out.

"You wanna play basketball!" she jumped excitedly and picked up the ball.

"Nein."

"You're a party-pooper, you know that?"

"Little monster," he bared his fangs at her.

"Stop calling me that!"

"Nein. Why should I? You are a little monster. The first thing you do when he find you is to look all scary and try to run away."

"Fine, I'm a little monster. But you'll always be a chopper-face!"

"That's it!" Blitz immediately dropped the lunging bars and the weights clammed down. Roo stepped back with the ball in her hands as an angry Blitz confronted her. "It's time I bite your soft tushy off to teach you a lesson you little brat!"

Roo peered down at the ball in her hands, back up at Blitz, and down and up again. An idea popped into her head and with quick reflexes shoved the ball into the Doberman's open jaws. Blitz yelped and stood back stunned. Roo did what she did best and ran down the corridor to find the safest place where she could hide from the doberman.

Muzzle! Muzzle! I need you! She pleaded in her head.

Blitz slipped on the floor as he ran after the small girl. He got up and sped on after her. The kid was a lot faster than he had thought, he gave her that. But there was no way she could outrun a Doberman on the verge of hiney biting. He leapt forward with his unsheathed claws and tried to bite the girl. Blitz got hold of her leg and went to nip her.

Just then, Shepherd's voice telepathically went through his head.

Remember Blitz, you're supposed to watch her not hurt her. If you fail to do this, you won't get to sleep on the sofa near the fire place anymore.

Blitz sighed and lowered his ears. He seethed his claws and grabbed Roo by the arm. He took her into the communion room and over to a staircase. He told her to sit down on a step for ten minutes and that she was in timeout. Roo stuck her tongue out at him only to get bopped on the head by Blitz. She groaned in pain and watched as Blitz went to sit down.

A smile came to her face and she thought up of a plan to get back at him.

After the ten minutes were over Blitz did what the Chancellor would do to his kids when they were done with timeout. He walked over to Roo and asked if she was ready to behave now. She nodded with a smile and got up.

When Blitz had went into the other room, Roo made her move. She knew from Hunter that he kept a record book on how many tushies he had bitten. If he made it to a thousand he would be able to get a new flea collar. He would be terribly disappointed if something ever happened to his record.

Roo made her way to his room.

The girl found that it was unlocked fortunately and the door slid open. She made her way into his room. She looked around and saw that everything was anally spotless and clean. He had pictures of feminine-figured female dog posters on his wall. One was a border collie on the beach catching a Frisbee in her mouth. Another one was a photo of poodle with the weirdest cut that Roo had ever seen.

"He's actually into stuff like this?" she mumbled under her breath.

On the nightstand, there was a picture of Colleen in her normal dog form. She was panting as she lay in the sand on the beach outside Mission Control. For her age, it was rare for Roo to know what Blitz was doing with all these pictures. She knew males only wanted one thing from females and she shuttered at the thought.

She knew that Blitz had a crush on Colleen but when she looked through his nightstand to find his record book, she found more pictures of Colleen. One was her in a bikini. Roo thought she was going to throw up again. She let out an "eeeew" and moved the photos aside to look for the book again.

When she finished going through the nightstand, she only found pictures of Colleen and other female dogs. Roo sighed and went to the other side of the room to continue her search. When she came to the dresser, she opened the first drawer and found only bitten up pieces of boxers and underwear. She blinked and thought for a moment. What were ripped up pieces of underwear doing in his first drawer? She picked up a pair of shorts with black and red poker symbols on it.

She saw something taped on the back of them and she read the description: Boxers from tushie number 124.

Roo grit her teeth in disgust and threw the shorts back into the drawer. She was going to wash her hands thoroughly after this search. She shut it and went down to the next drawer. This one was normal. It had jeans, belts, and different colored shirts and sweatshirts in them. There was red, blue, bleached out colors, and shades of brown.

She felt something under a pair of jeans. It felt rectangular. She gently picked it out from under the jeans and saw it was a photo in a case. Roo half-expected to find something inappropriate on it but she paused when she saw the photo. She angled her eyes on it.

There was the chancellor of Germany, his wife, two blonde boys that looked like twins, and there was Blitz in his regular form. The boys were hugging him around the neck. It was a warm and friendly family portrait. Roo had no idea that Blitz cared for others than besides himself.

She put the photo back under the jeans and went to the third drawer. This time, she found his record book under more pants the Doberman possessed. A smile curled on his face and she took it out. She sat on the floor and pulled a pen out of her jean pocket. She clicked it and proceeded with her plan. The girl scratched off his 899th hind biting record and wrote 999th bite mark on it.

The more she wrote in the book, his mean words "little monster" came into her head. She frowned and furrowed her brows. She decided to do something more than just write in the book. She drew in it. There were cartoons of Blitz getting hurt as he fell off a waterfall. There were pictures of him being flattened by a rock and an anvil.

She wrote "chopper face" in the book to go along with her entertainment.

The girl chuckled to herself and ripped out the last page of the book that was supposed to be Blitz's 899th hind biting. She was so into her work that she didn't hear the door slide open.

The Doberman nearly jumped in surprise when he had found someone in his room. Someone in his room touching his things and going through his personal belongings! But when he saw who it was and what she was handling, he tightened his fangs and clutched his fists at his sides. That little monster!

"Dhat is it!" Blitz roared.

The skin on Roo's back jumped when she was grabbed by Blitz from behind and he sat down on his bed. He turned her over on his lap and held her down. He grabbed the newspaper resting nearby on the nightstand and rolled it up.

When he was a guard dog, a rolled up newspaper meant everything for discipline.

He then proceeded to whack it on top of Roo's hind and back quarters. Roo yelped in surprise and gritted her teeth in pain. She hissed when another strike was blown and her legs began to wobble. Blitz was not going to go easy on her. If this would teach Roo anything, she would not mess with Blitz's room again. The spanking continued to go on as Blitz was getting ready for his sixth blow to her hind. It wasn't the same as biting her but this would still do, he thought to himself.

After the thirteenth blow Blitz put the rolled up and broken edged newspaper down. He was panting heavily as an exhausted Roo lay on her stomach in his lap. It wasn't until his anger swelled down that he noticed how hard he had actually struck her. Not even the Chancellor would hit his children that hard.

A flush of guilt ran down his spine and Blitz carefully picked up Roo, making sure as not to hurt her any more than he had already done. Roo began to sniffle and then her sniffles turned into soft cries. She moaned and groaned, it hurt so much.

"Shhh, das kind (child)," Blitz said as he rocked her back and forth in his arms, "I'm sorry, Roo. I'm terribly sorry."

He carried her into Exile's room. The husky left it opened for the Doberman in case Roo wanted to take a nap or if she needed something from the room. Blitz set her down on the armchair. She yelped in pain when her back touched the back of the chair. It stung her backside and rear and she wanted to get off. Blitz told her to stay in the chair or he threatened to spank her "again". It was that white lie that kept her sitting.

He went to get the first aid kit from the closet. He was hoping the Master wasn't checking up on him soon and to his surprise he wasn't. Shepherd must have been hard at work in his lab. Blitz came back into the room and knelt down in front of Roo who was still in the chair. He picked her up carefully and placed her on the bed on her stomach. She was so exhausted that she wasn't even putting up a fight.

He pulled up her shirt halfway, only to the point where he had struck her and wiped some cream onto her back with a cotton ball. He proceeded with the other areas, took bandages, and wrapped them around her backside. When he was done, Roo's back was banded with white bandages and Blitz pulled her shirt back down.

Blitz held his hands together in front of him. Exile was going to heat beam him when he got back.

At the end of the day, the Rovers came back. Hunter and Exile came to see what Blitz and Roo were doing. Blitz told them to be quiet and that Roo was sleeping in Exile's room. The husky smiled and thanked his comrade for taking care of the girl. He was a little disturbed by Blitz's gulp. Exile perked an ear in question and walked past him. He entered his room and saw Roo sleeping on her side in his bed.

He smiled endearingly at her but then his smile went away. He smelt some kind of medical cream through his nostrils and sniffed to see where it was coming from. Eventually, his nose was hanging over Roo's back and he removed the covers. He lifted up her shirt midway to see bandages tied around her backside.

"What the hell!" he snapped and swerved his head back to a frightened Blitz. The husky bared his fangs and stomped toward the cringing Doberman.

Exile grabbed hold of Blitz's collar and pulled him near his tightened fangs.

"What have you done to her?" he asked in a low tone.

"E-E-Exile, you see it vent like this. I tried to give her a timeout but she kept on acting up. Then she sabotaged my record book for how many hinds I had bitten and I-I-I-I spanked her."

"With what? A baseball bat?!"

"Nein, vith a-" Blitz gulped, "A rolled up newspaper."

Images of the group home that had mistreated Roo began to run through Exile's head. The staff allowing the child, Michelle; to chase Roo and yell threats at her. The beatings she constantly got from the other clients and Exile took her away from all that just to have her get the same treatment here?! Exile's grip on the Doberman grew tighter. He was about ready to bite the head off of Blitz before Hunter stepped in.

"Calm down, Exile," Hunter placed his hands on the husky's shoulders, "So Blitz made a mistake. And he won't do it again, will he?" Hunter gave a suspicious and stern look at the cowering Doberman.

"Y-Yah! I promise I vhon't touch her again!" he pleaded for his life.

Exile had to cool his heat vision down before he made a whole in the roof. He let go of Blitz's collar and looked down at the ground. Hunter saw Exile's defeat and sighed. "Look Exile," Hunter said, "No one in this whole headquarters really knows how to deal with kids, ya know?"

"But that mongrel has two children at home and he couldn't think of a better punishment than spanking?!" the husky snapped.

"The Chancellor sometimes spanks his kids if they misbehave. I thought it vhould have been okay," Blitz admitted to his mistake, "At least its better dhan me biting her on the tushie."

Exile placed his fists onto his hips and asked, "Just how exactly how hard did you spank her?"

"-Until the paper ripped."

That was it. Exile didn't care what his Master or Hunter, his leader, would do to him. His eyes brightened crimson and were about to heat vision the other dog until he heard a low yawn. He turned around to see Roo stretching and jolted with an "ow." Exile remembered when she thought it was bad luck to sleep in his bed and the girl proved that statement right as she hopped quickly out of the bed. She lifted up her shirt to reveal her stomach. She saw the white bandages wrapped around her stomach and back.

"What happened today?" she asked blankly, "-Oh I remember. I got my first spanking."

Hunter couldn't help but giggle. Her raven curly hair was undone and she looked like Rosanne from the show when the older woman didn't brush her hair. The little girl had Exile's blanket draping around her. To the six foot and a half tall husky, that blanket looked humongous on her. Her eyes drooped from being in a nap for the last three hours.

Exile rushed over to ask if Roo was okay. He fussed over her and asked if he could see her back without the bandages on. He asked if she needed to see a doctor. He asked her if she needed to go to the hospital even.

Roo only replied with a deep and loud yawn.

"Exile, I'm too tired for all that," Roo walked past him, rubbing her tired left eye.

"Roo, I'm so sorry for vhat I did. I didn't mean to-"

"What?" Roo cut off Blitz. She looked behind her to get a quick glimpse of her soar rear end and looked back up at Blitz. "You mean for what happened earlier? I deserved it."

Blitz lowered his ears and asked a "huh?"

"I was being a brat and I deserved it. I'd beat someone too if they messed with my stuff."

Roo walked past Blitz and Hunter and made her way down the hall. When Exile asked where she was going, the girl answered she was going to the kitchen. "I'm hungry," she said simply.

Hunter and Blitz stared confusedly at the girl. She was just spanked no less than three hours ago with a newspaper and needed a first aid kit afterwards. She was crying and hissing in pain but after the end of the day, she came right back. She didn't seem affected by the whole thing at all.

"Blitz, how hard did you exactly hit her? Did you hit her on the head?" Hunter asked.

Blitz shook his head, "Nein. But I'm glad that Exile's not going to kill me now."

TigerTulip: Describing Blitz's room was one of the hardest parts of this story. I decided to have Blitz spank her with a rolled up newspaper instead of a spoon or switch because it seemed to make more sense for a dog's point of view for a spanking technique. As for Roo taking it easy on Blitz spanking her, there will be an explanation on that in the next chapter. Thank you.