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Today was going to be a good day, Butterscotch decided. He was going to find something fun to do and not let anyone join in on it. They would watch him with jealousy and he would laugh at them, it was the perfect plan. He headed off to the old swing-set he and some other wynglings often played with. Today he would hog both the swings and not let anyone jump on. He was in the middle of trying to figure out how to use both swings at once when a couple of excited voices interrupted his thoughts. He looked up to see a couple of wynglings talking to each other happily. One of them held out a studded, black collar. "My brother got it for me, isn't it cool?" The wyngling asked it's friend who immediately agreed. Butterscotch's eyes widened, that collar was incredible, it would be perfect for him. After approaching the pair, Butterscotch spoke. "Hey, nice collar you got there, mind if i look at it?" He asked with his sweetest voice. The wyngling with the collar looked wary and their friend glared suspiciously at Butter. His reputation was rather well known among the other wynglings in these parts after all."o-only if you give it back!" The wyngling with the collar stammered, trying to look intimidating. Butterscotch rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah, just let me look at it" He demanded, already growing impatient. The timid wyngling carefully reached out the collar to Butterscotch who snatched it up in his claws. "Wow, this thing really is super cool!" He said as he fastened it around his neck. "H-hey! You said you would give it back!" The wyngling protested. "I lied!" Butterscotch announced with a proud smirk. "You'd better give that back!" The second wyngling shouted and threw themselves at Butterscotch. The two were soon rolling around in a writhing mess, clawing and kicking at their opponent while the owner of the collar tried to stop them. Before long, Butterscotch gave his attacker one final push that send them down on their back with a thump. "Leave it! I'm sure my brother can make me another one!" Their friend pleaded. The other wyngling reluctantly agreed and told Butterscotch to leave them alone, along with many insults. Butterscotch obliged, he had gotten what he came for after all and it was much better than hogging the swing-set. So little Butterscotch trotted home with a smile on his face and with a brand new collar around his neck. He looked so cool now

+Accessory

So i got little Butter here an accessory, i also wanted to show off his personality in this little story.
Summary: Butter is complete jerk

Description
2/??

Today was going to be a good day, Butterscotch decided. He was going to find something fun to do and not let anyone join in on it. They would watch him with jealousy and he would laugh at them, it was the perfect plan. He headed off to the old swing-set he and some other wynglings often played with. Today he would hog both the swings and not let anyone jump on. He was in the middle of trying to figure out how to use both swings at once when a couple of excited voices interrupted his thoughts. He looked up to see a couple of wynglings talking to each other happily. One of them held out a studded, black collar. "My brother got it for me, isn't it cool?" The wyngling asked it's friend who immediately agreed. Butterscotch's eyes widened, that collar was incredible, it would be perfect for him. After approaching the pair, Butterscotch spoke. "Hey, nice collar you got there, mind if i look at it?" He asked with his sweetest voice. The wyngling with the collar looked wary and their friend glared suspiciously at Butter. His reputation was rather well known among the other wynglings in these parts after all."o-only if you give it back!" The wyngling with the collar stammered, trying to look intimidating. Butterscotch rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah, just let me look at it" He demanded, already growing impatient. The timid wyngling carefully reached out the collar to Butterscotch who snatched it up in his claws. "Wow, this thing really is super cool!" He said as he fastened it around his neck. "H-hey! You said you would give it back!" The wyngling protested. "I lied!" Butterscotch announced with a proud smirk. "You'd better give that back!" The second wyngling shouted and threw themselves at Butterscotch. The two were soon rolling around in a writhing mess, clawing and kicking at their opponent while the owner of the collar tried to stop them. Before long, Butterscotch gave his attacker one final push that send them down on their back with a thump. "Leave it! I'm sure my brother can make me another one!" Their friend pleaded. The other wyngling reluctantly agreed and told Butterscotch to leave them alone, along with many insults. Butterscotch obliged, he had gotten what he came for after all and it was much better than hogging the swing-set. So little Butterscotch trotted home with a smile on his face and with a brand new collar around his neck. He looked so cool now

+Accessory

So i got little Butter here an accessory, i also wanted to show off his personality in this little story.
Summary: Butter is complete jerk