Amber was quite skillfully firing her arrows while she was farting alongside a particularly pooter pal she found out on the green with her noticing how embarrassed the gassy golfer girl she was with was. "Is it a good thing or bad coincidence that both of our stained shorts are getting smeared?"
"Aww geeze does this stink..." Plum whimpered in embarrassment upon attempting to swing her golf club only for her farts to mess her up. "...I just want to go home-"
"And miss the chance to change your pants?" Amber laughed upon playfully fanning the ripe air. "Fat chance, and I say that as someone who accidentally burns herself up from being too gassy!"
Plum sniffled with Amber comforting her, both of the girls indeed heading to the bathroom to change into different clothing with the smelly Outrider pointed out the many trips to the Good Hunter restaurant she took when she was feeling hungry and stinky which of course wasn't exactly the thing helping the sharts shot sport woman out.