A Busy Month for the Ninja

As Edamame’s enemies grew more cunning, he realized that he would need to act more quickly in order to escape them. Desserts were the last thing on his mind as he traveled through China, Russia, Germany, and Denmark. His enemy appeared at every corner and at each major tourist site he found. He flew to San Francisco, where he almost got squashed by a car on Lombard Street. Next he went to Black Rock City, Nevada and attended Burning Man. Yes, he even fled to a desert in the middle of Nevada in order to flee his enemy. However, he found the art cars and numerous lights far too overwhelming, and so left before the man had been burned.

Reno provided some relief as he was able to hide under craps tables…or at least until an elderly man spotted him and insisted that Edamame would bring him good luck. At his first opportunity, he flew back to Boston, only to find that his clan was nowhere in site. What had happened? The dojo appeared to be untouched, each weapon in its place. But where were his fellow students? He knew he couldn’t stay in one place for long, so he sped off to New York City to find some answers. 

Once he arrived, he visited a sister clan, hoping that someone could help him. Luckily, the dojo’s sensei had learned of his clan’s whereabouts. He informed him that the enemy had learned too much. Edamame had gained fame at the Olympics. The enemy had been able to trace him back to the dojo in Boston. And so they had relocated to London. They knew that Edamame would eventually find his way back to them, and wanted him to know that he would be fully welcome to rejoin them once his dessert quest was finished. Edamame was surprised at the news, but happy to know that everyone was safe. He had always wanted to visit London. Now he would have the chance to explore a new city. But first things first! He had to get back to his mission. Where would he go next? 

Edamame decided he had not yet had enough of Asia (and besides, he had racked up quite a few frequent flyer miles by now) and so he headed to Bali, Indonesia. After arriving at Denpasar Airport, he hopped on a mini motorcycle and sped towards Ubud. He had never seen so many beautiful stone figurines or entryways. Statues were wearing checkered black and white cloths around their waists, several holding orange flowers as offerings. One day he went to the Barong dance and loved seeing the costumes. 

On another day, he visited Tannah Lot, which is a beautiful temple surrounded by water. On his way back to the parking lot, he found a man selling different types of food. Along with satay and nasi goreng, there was pisang goreng, a much loved banana dessert. Edamame had always loved bananas, and so was pleased with this new found treat. The bananas were warm and gooey, perfect for a hot day at the beach or a cold, rainy day. 

Oh no! A sneaky little monkey appeared and grabbed the bananas out of his hand! Edamame only had a few hours left in Bali before he had to move on. Perhaps he would try to obtain a recipe from someone, as he suspected that Pisang Goreng would be a little bit harder to come by in London. As much as he had enjoyed the dessert, he wasn’t quite sold on the idea of his favorite thing being fruit based. It would need sugar and lots of it. He sighed and figured he’d check out a map to determine his next location. He looked at the beach and wished that he could spend some time relaxing in the waves. But a ninja does not have time to overcome jetlag or to go boogie boarding. Perhaps he would come back to Bali once he had retired…or had returned to Earth in another life.