A metallic clang broke the silence as the golf club came into contact with the white, dimpled ball resting on the tee. It flew into the air like bird talking flight as Nick took a few steps and observed how far it traveled alongside Judy and the others. The ball luckily flew passed the pond that served as a water hazard, as well as the sand trap nearby, landing in the rough located some spaces away from the putting green. From where it had landed, it was going to take a wedge to get that near the hole, and if he was lucky enough there was a possibility of him being able to chip it in.

Walking over to the back of the golf cart, he set the driver back in the bag and swapped it for the wedge that he had on paw. He then made his way back to the passenger side of the cart, looking over at Judy, who had been in charge of driving it to each of the golf course's holes.

Nick looked behind him at the other two carts that were right behind them. He could see Wolford and Grizzoli idly occupying one of them, and Skye was the only one in the other. The others that tagged along with them during this friendly game of golf were making their way to the next hole—they were the ones who had went first—so everyone would be meeting up with one another in a few moments.

The vulpine looked to see what Skye was currently looking at, which turned out to be none other than Jack. The striped buck was on the opposite side of this portion of the course, on the top of an elevated teeing area that was further away from where the rest of them had played from. The jackrabbit got himself ready to swing his club and stared back at the vixen, who fluttered her eyelashes back at him from where she stood, even though they were too distant for him to see.

"Hey, Jack!" Nick called out, interrupting the lagomorph in the midst of his concentration. "You know you're teeing off from the farthest tee, right?"

"I'm pretty aware of that, fox. Thanks for tellin' me!" Jack replied from where he was.

"And you are aware that makes the ball the most vulnerable to the water?"

"Yes, I am. Now let me focus, Wilde!"

Jack then looked down at where he was teeing from, holding the club higher up before drawing it back down and striking the ball. It flew into the air but curved a bit to the left, traveling en route for the water before directly landing into it with a faint splash. The striped rabbit sagged his head before walking away from the teeing area and making his way back to the cart, where Skye was waiting for him. The arctic vixen couldn't help but giggle at another one of Jack's antics; she knew quite well that he was just trying to impress her.

After watching those events unfold, Nick stepped back into the golf cart as those behind him started to drive in front. The fox looked over at the gray doe, who sat hunched over as she looked over the complimentary scoreboard given to her before they started playing.

"Thought you said it was just a friendly game, Carrots," he asked.

Judy looked up at the vulpine and replied, "It is, but I just decided to keep track of your score for the heck of it. Figured the others were as well so I thought we would." She paused and looked over to the other side, taking in the serene views of the course. "The scenery here is just amazing, Nick."

"Well, Fluff, it pays to be good friends with the guy that helps the running of this place. I told ya, I know everyone."

"Of course," Judy replied with a faint laugh.

Looking back out in front of her, the rabbit started to drive their cart to the next location. Only two more holes were left to the course and this game would be complete.

"Poor Jack's probably gotta have the worst score," Nick remarked with a shake of his head. "He had bad luck with about three water hazards while trying to impress Skye. Reminds me of when were all on that ZPD annual cruise, and he ended up wiping out on that surfing simulator while trying to woo her."

Judy listened to him as she looked around at some of the things that the shop they were standing in had to offer. Not that either of them were interested in acquiring any new golf clubs or attire, but it didn't hurt to just browse. Not only that, but the air conditioning inside of the building felt great after being in the beating sun for a good period of time.

Just as she was looking at some of the visors that were sitting on a nearby rack, the gray lagomorph heard the sounds of someone walking up to where she and Nick were. Turning her head in that direction, she saw Wolford standing there with scorecards in his paw.

"Oh, hey," she greeted.

The timber wolf handed her the scorecards he was holding onto. "Just thought I'd give you these so you could see who did the best. This is everyone body's card except for Jack. I haven't see him. Also, either of you happen to know where Grizzoli went?"

"He was chattin' with someone outside while returning all of the carts," Nick chimed in, answering the canid's question. "Might still be out there. I don't know for sure, though."

"Ok, thanks," Wolford said, proceeding to walk away. "Let me know if him and I got the best score or not!"

Judy laughed under her breath, her eyes looking down at the scorecard now in her paw. She paused a brief moment to look at each one.

"Oh…" she muttered upon seeing who had done the best out of them all.

"What is it, Carrots?" Nick asked, peaking at the scores that she was studying.

"Who knew he was such a good golfer?"

"Who's such good golfer?" the vulpine asked. He noticed whose name was written on the card Judy was pertaining to, and he nodded his head. "And he got a hole in one on that par-three, too? Huh. Where's he at, anyhow?"

"I think he's out near that practice green," Judy replied.

The moment the wedge collided with it on the "rough" of the practice green, the golf ball leaped into the air before going towards the hole. It struck the pole of the little flag in the middle of the hole before landing right inside of it.

After the successful practice chip shot, Clawhauser smiled and proceeded to walk up and collect the ball. As soon as he bent down and picked it out of the hole, he heard someone walking towards the green. He turned around to see Nick looking in his direction.

"Ben," the fox said, "Judy and I never knew that you were this great at golfing."

For a moment, the large cheetah was silent. "Oh," he said with a chuckle. "Yeah, it's been awhile since I've picked up a golf club, but I used to years ago. I'm no professional, though."

"And you got a hole in one, too!" Nick continued. "That's amazing!"

"Well, I wouldn't have learned some of the tips I know about golf if it weren't for Ms. Catano standing over there. It's thanks to her that I learned how to play."

Clawhauser pointed his golf club to the slender female cheetah who was on the other side of the putting green.

"Yep," she remarked. "He asked me to teach him one day I ended up showing the guy everything he knows."

The expression on Nick's face turned into one of amazement. The words that Judy previously said while checking the scores were exactly what were coursing in his own mind right now.

Who would've thought that Clawhauser was such a good golfer?