Stripes, Chapter 6: Hook, Line, and Sinker
Enrique laughed, digging among the shelves and producing a bottle of butterscotch schnapps. "you win. for some reason i wasn't expecting that one." "so what is it you could go for?" sam rumbled, grinning. "the drink, or...?" ric sighed.
Four's Company
"do they have butterscotch discs?" kody looked away from the game and stared at field. rather intently, too. not saying anything. field, starting to fidget, looked back at him. "what ... ?" "glasses!"
Full Service Farmhand 2: Smoke Break
His butterscotch colored fur mostly covered the area, but it did nothing to mask the dull ache down to the muscle. matthew’s touch on his shoulder made remy wince. the wolf didn’t notice remy’s pain, and if he had, he didn’t mention it.
Mother's Day
The lingering taste of cream, berries, and butterscotch remained on her lips from the desserts she'd polished off and left him licking a few crumbs away her own tongue had missed.
Undertale: SAVE
One was soft, like a butterscotch pie. the other one was just a little bit firmer, like a butterscotch pie left on the floor all night. you reached into asriel's reset. the old computer monitor fuzz feeling got stronger.
Workplace Romp
Bundled up like a butterscotch snowman, the harvest mouse looked adorably ridiculous. if you were into that sort of thing. it was 4:25 in the morning. just over half-hour 'til the 'sunrise' show.
Getting Ready For The Night
A fine crack of brilliant butterscotch yellow ran from his pupil to his sclera. his face throbbed as his ears buzzed. skin stretched, pulling at the edges of his nose.
Adorned
Wasn't that close to a butterscotch color? like a butterscotch chip, then, on a still-warm cookie pan, just melting into a sugary ... melty ... mouse. it was nice to be nonsensical, sometimes. " ...
Into the Africa Exhibit
"that, complaints that we don't have butterscotch filled ice cream bars. complaints that its too hot out and their ice cream melts too fast. complaints that we don't take lyre city fast cards.
Winning Play
Fib leaned toward the other mouse and pulled her head close to his, whispering against her muzzle, "i'm crazy about you, butterscotch. you can bet on that." meadow kissed him. fib kissed back.
Becoming a star
I would also like butterscotch pudding for desert." the waitress spoke, "sir, i am sorry to inform you but, we are out of rattata at the moment please make a second choice if one does not come up?"
The Boy with the Wolf Eyes 13
I rolled my eyes and dropped a piece of butterscotch into her palm. she screamed with joy and ran back in the direction she came from. "she's a little odd," i muttered, despite myself.