A new ninja golf chapter, I hope you enjoy! Thank you to Karama9 who helped beta this for me so I could post it!

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Scarlett looked over at Clutch. "Well, at least it's not boring." Her resigned expression turned back to where SnakeEyes was lining up to swing at his golf ball. Their second ninja was actually in front of him, holding his own golf club. Apparently there was debate as to whether he could actually hit Snakes' ball out of the air after he'd hit it. Bets had been made... including a sizable one made quietly between three of the four caddies. Storm had overheard it anyway, of course, and declared that if he managed the feat, he wanted half the pot.

Clutch took in a deep breath and let it out. "Come on guys... you're being ridiculous now. You can't interfere in the game play like that.

SnakeEyes paused and signed easily. *He won't interfere. He won't be able to.* He took up the club again and shifted his stance slightly. He lifted his club and feinted twice. StormShadow ignored the first feint but almost swinging at the second feint, only to curse when SnakeEyes swung for real the third time. Missing the actual ball by a good few nanoseconds, Storm instead hooked his club over SnakeEyes' to push it aside. The mute ninja slipped his club free and twisted it around to bind Storm's club.

Clutch clearing his throat rather loudly made both ninja stop abruptly. "If you're both finished..." His glance towards the caddies who were watching told them he wasn't just objecting to them disparaging the game.

Storm straightened up and sauntered over towards the green. "Of course. Next time... " He lowered his voice to keep the caddies from overhearing him and tilted his head towards SnakeEyes. "Apparently Clutch thinks we'd give away our true identities... does he forget we're not amateurs?"

SnakeEyes' posture showed how relaxed he was. *Clutch over-reacts because he's not used to being the most experienced one on a mission*

Storm nodded with a falsely somber air. "Ahhh yes... over-compensating... something we're used to seeing with him..."

His words made Scarlett roll her eyes, which he loftily ignored in favor of waving magnanimously at the putting green . "Putting... now this is a perfect opportunity to show off how much more challenging Offensive Golf is."

Clutch sighed and rubbed one hand over his scruffy face. "No offensive golf. Just let everyone putt the balls." Scarlett stepped up and pointed her club at Storm in warning. Clutch hoped there wouldn't be any brawling. He spoke quickly to distract her. "I'll get the flag..." The mechanic walked over to lift the flag from the hole. "Go for it, Shana, you can't miss, really nice and flat green here."

She lined up carefully anyway, watching the two ninja who were standing to the side attempting to look casual. When she gave the ball a firm tap to send it rolling towards the hole, both of them jumped forward at once. "HEY! Leave my ball alone!"

Before she could stop him, Storm had pitched a golf tee at her ball, sending it off to the side. SnakeEyes threw his own tee to knock it back onto track, clapping lightly as it rattled its way into the cup. Storm turned rather angrily to his clan brother. "That's unfair! I knocked it off-course fair and square!"

Scarlett walked up to smirk at him as she put one arm around her man's waist. "Oh? So defense doesn't exist now?"

Looking decidedly sulky, Storm gave a loud snort of derision. "Of course it exists... but only by the player being... errr... offended." He raised his hands. "What? You'd have a free-for-all if you start letting anyone play defense against the offense! It'd be chaos! This is a very old honorable game, you know..."

Clutch snorted at that. "Riiiight. Get off the green." He lined up his own putt, trying to ignore the ninjas who were oh-so-casually stepping into just the right place. "Don't."

SnakeEyes gave a overly innocent shrug while Storm smiled. "We aren't doing anything." They jumped as soon as Clutch tapped his golf ball towards the hole, SnakeEyes trying to push Storm aside while the shorter man stuck a foot out to squash the rolling ball into the green. He looked pleased as he examined the results. The ball was nearly out of sight under the short grass. "Nice." Storm smirked at Clutch. "Putt that, Mr Snooty Pants."

Clutch simply had a hand over his eyes. "Whyyyy didn't I take Beach instead?" He took a breath and looked at the ball a few moments. Turning to the caddies, he asked, "Instead of trying to chop it out with a club, think I should just take a drop?"

The caddies suddenly looked relieved. "Yes sir. That would be preferable. We'd hate for you to be hit with green repair fees."

Clutch shrugged and dug the ball out of the ground with two fingers, ignoring the disappointed protests behind him. "Okay, taking a stroke, let's not destroy the entire golf course guys." He gave it another tap and watched the ball roll unmolested into the hole, thanks only to Scarlett throwing a stray golf ball at StormShadow's head. The ninja was distracted just long enough to miss his swipe at the ball and made a face at her. Clutch smirked. "Thank you." Retrieving the ball, he waved the caddy away from the flag again. "I got it. Tommy, you're up. Remember to tap gently and keep the club face at a ninety degree angle."

Storm took the putter in hand, gave one last glare at Scarlett and looked along the grass to the hole and back to his ball a few times. "I think I can manage to putt the ball into the hole. It's only ten feet away. I'm normally quite accurate with further distances and smaller items..." He gave the ball a healthy tap and watched it rolling along towards the hole. "See? There's really nothing to this game, boring as watching the grass grow. Using defense is the only thing that would make it tolerable at all."

Clutch's jaw had tightened at each word. Watching the little white ball come rolling up to the hole, he suddenly stuck his foot out and put it directly over the hole. The ball bumped into his shoe and bounced off to the left. "Oops. Maybe you're right. Defense is more fun." He smirked while Storm tried to protest. "What? Good for the goose and all that. At least I didn't cause destruction to the property."

SnakeEyes signed fluidly. *You interfered though, so now it's legal to interfere* He nodded to emphasize his point.

Scarlett waved her hands. "Wait wait... if we're having defense, then who gets to decide who can interfere and who can't? Tommy SAID it couldn't be just a melee, right?"

Storm protested. "You just don't want anyone to mess with your balls."

SnakeEyes coughed a little in laughter. *Scarlett doesn't have balls...*

Clutch spoke up, without any forethought to the possible consequences of his words. "Oh she's had your balls in a jar for years..." His jaw snapped shut too late and he held up his hands to try to ward off the redheaded fury coming after him. "Hey! Joking! Joking! Not the kneecap!"

His squawk of pain made Storm wince slightly as he wandered over to stand next to his sword brother. "Your woman is downright vicious at times. How do you sleep at night?"

SnakeEyes' posture was extremely smug. *I think it's sexy.*

"You would."

End Chapter

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