if i couldn't be strong / would you still love me the same (scrooge x magica)

[blackmagicduck]

If a year or two ago, someone had told Magica she was about to do this, she would have laughed in their faces and slapped them. Magica De Spell, world's greatest sorceress, asking her number one enemy Scrooge McDuck for help? It was madness! It was insane!

... But right now, it was her only option.

Typically she only "attacked" him at work, trying at his actual mansion would be something new. If his family was home, she'd be kicked out in an instant. She had to make this quick...!

She circled the mansion several times atop her flying broom before spotting an open window. It was now or never, she could only hope she was right, and this was the master bedroom! At least there they would have some privacy, and surely he'd be home by now!

She took a deep breath, and then flew straight in, leaping to the floor without a second thought. "Scrooge McDuck!"

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[scrooge_mcduck108]

Several nights in a row Scrooge had hardly slept. His mind simply did not want to give rest. His thoughts constantly revolved around the witch and why she didn't show up. When had she ever left him alone for so long? Never. Even a day was a long absence for her, but almost a week?

His family began to worry about him. He didn't notice it himself, but he spoke of hardly anything but Magica. Every little thing reminded him of her. Mrs Quackfaster swept out the office, and immediately he had her picture in his head of how she had flown away dejected...

Moreover, he was unproductive, the absence of her disturbances was more disturbing than anything else. It had no purpose anymore. He had to fly to Naples to check on her. What if something had happened to her? If she lay helpless in her hut?

He didn't even have to try to convince himself that he didn't care. He would even help people like John or Flintheart in this case and Magica was...something special...

A tiny voice in his head added, "What if it wasn't a trick?" All the good talk from his family didn't help. He sat down in a special plane, with which he could land like with a helicopter in the smallest space and was on the way to Vesuvius.

"I am coming Magica..." he caught himself thinking.

[blackmagicduck]

As reported, the house on Vesuvius was quiet. No magical guards, no eerie sounds to indicate whatever was going onside. Because, truth be told, there wasn't much going on inside.

Magica sat on her knees, despondent, tears rolling down her cheeks. Ratface lay in his little bed, unable to do much but writhe in agony, his body flush with fever. Magica had tried everything in her power to help, no matter the sacrifice, but it hadn't worked. Now, it was only a matter of days before Ratface would be gone forever.

Her head was low, her fingers clutching her dress. It wasn't fair...!