Butch McCoy

Origins

Butch McCoy arrived in Snowdrift Bay on horseback.

Yes. A real horse.

He rode into town wearing a duster, a bolo tie, and a grin so wide you’d think he'd just filed your taxes and baked you a pie. He tied his horse to a parking meter, walked into the local accounting office, tipped his hat, and said:

“Howdy, y’all. Reckon someone around here’s got a budget with too many decimals and not enough sense.”

Three hours later, he’d balanced the infrastructure ledger, fixed the public library’s filing system, and chatted with every single person in line at the coffee shop—leaving with a free muffin and three new friends.

The town offered him a job on the spot.
He said, “Well shoot, sure, why not?”

Species & Appearance

Butch is fully human, with the look of someone who can rope a calf, roast a brisket, and find a deduction error in your quarterly statement all before lunch. One could describe him by all accounts as a cowboy.

He’s tall, rugged, and broad-shouldered, with a sun-worn face, a good-natured smile, and twinkling gray eyes that rarely miss a detail. He wears clean button-down shirts, well-loved jeans, and a hat that’s seen both rodeos and budget hearings. His boots are scuffed, but only where it counts.

He smells faintly of saddle leather, cedarwood, and mint chewing tobacco.

Personality

Butch is warm, friendly, funny, and deceptively sharp.
 He’s the kind of guy who offers to mow your lawn, walk your dog, fix your taxes, and teach you the difference between fiscal quarters.

He’s genial, greets everyone by name, and has a talent for putting folks at ease, even while explaining depreciation schedules.

Don’t let the aw-shucks drawl fool you—Butch is brilliant. He just wraps his smarts in twang and pie metaphors.

Profession

Butch is Snowdrift Bay’s senior accountant and budget wrangler, the go-to man for all things numbers, tax codes, and suspicious bakery receipts.

He manages:

  • Municipal budgets

  • Audits (with apologies and coffee)

  • Local business consultations

  • Tax prep for supernatural residents

He also teaches a monthly workshop titled: “Wranglin’ Your Receipts Without Wranglin’ Your Nerves.”

He rides a horse named Decimal to work every Thursday, just for fun. Decimal knows his way to the post office and eats apples off the porch railing.

Relationships

  • Mayor Llama: Butch is one of the few people who can gently rein in the Mayor’s more unhinged ideas. He never says no—just, “Now, hold your horses, let’s take a peek at them numbers first.” Mayor Llama adores him.

  • Yorn: Butch thinks Yorn is “a good man, quiet type, probably knows a thing or two about biscuits.” They don’t talk much, but they enjoy each other’s company. Butch once called him “solid as a brick outhouse.”

  • Glenn: While Butch handles the financial aspect of the Mayor’s… “initiatives,” Glenn handles the legal. This leads to many shared glances during the Mayor’s impassioned monologues during budget meetings.

  • Philip: Butch does his taxes every year and offers emotional support at no charge. He calls him “Skelly-boy” and checks in with warm, dad-like concern. “You holdin’ up alright, sugar bones?”

  • Clyde: Butch is a cowboy. Clyde is half-horse. The two instinctively seem to get along from that premise alone.

  • Fandango: A good-natured rival. They compete in every drinking contest. Butch always talks big, then passes out precisely three sips before Fandango. He swears it’s “a strategy thing.”

Notable Lore & Moments

  • The Ledger Duel:
     Faced down a visiting tax auditor in a barroom spreadsheet showdown. Butch won by submitting his final balance sheet as a haiku. The crowd went wild. The auditor cried a little.

  • The Pie Grant Incident:
     Discovered a $200 grant redirected to a sentient pie (long story). Tracked the funds through three departments and one haunted pantry. Solved it with charm, math, and two slices of pecan.

  • The Town Budget Rodeo:
     To explain annual spending, Butch once lassoed a literal bull with line-item expenses painted on it. No one understood the metaphor, but everyone clapped—and the town finally approved the sewer repair project.

Quirks and Secrets

  • Has a “tax-season prayer circle” he hosts behind the community center.

  • Wears novelty socks with calculator prints and cowboy boots over them.

  • Refers to his adding machine as “Clem.” Talks to it like a partner.

  • Keeps a stash of butterscotch hard candies in his desk labeled “Emotional Incentives.”

  • Once filed taxes for a ghost. Claimed it was the easiest return he’s ever done aside from all the ectoplasm.

Likes and Interests

  • Favorite Beverage: Whiskey neat

  • Favorite Cocktail: Whiskey sour

  • Favorite Colors: Earthy Brown

  • Favorite Desserts: Campfire s'mores and cowboy cookies

  • Favorite Foods: Barbecue ribs and baked beans

  • Favorite Hobbies: Line dancing and horseback riding

  • Favorite Ice Cream: Cowboy coffee

  • Favorite Movie Genres: Westerns and classic Hollywood musicals

  • Favorite Music: Country and western

  • Favorite Part of Snowdrift Bay: The sense of community and belonging he feels at McCoy's Maverick Accounting

  • Favorite Qualities: His resourcefulness and knack for problem-solving

  • Favorite Sandwich: Pulled pork sandwich with tangy BBQ sauce and coleslaw on a brioche bun

  • Favorite Scent: Leather and gunpowder

  • Favorite Season: Autumn for the harvest season

  • Favorite Sports: Rodeo

  • Favorite Literature: Western fiction with a focus on cowboy culture and frontier life

  • Favorite TV Shows: Western movies and documentaries about the Old West