sweet dreams are made of these / who am I to disagree (scrooge x magica)

[lifesa_witch]

Magica was tempted to throw the ridiculous thing out - Roberta meant well, but really, a dreamcatcher? At her age? Maybe it was Magica's own fault for complaining so much about her dreams. She didn't think her friend would take them seriously - especially since Magica wasn't telling the whole truth about those dreams. They involved Scrooge, but they weren't exactly nightmares...

"Bah", she said out loud, setting it up above her bed before blowing out the candles. "Maybe a good night's rest will give me a good idea on how to get the dime out of that old miser's hands." Satisfied with that, she tucked herself into bed, and drifted off into sleep easily enough.

Roberta, however, also hadn't told the whole truth about the dreamcatcher. It wasn't meant to catch dreams - it was meant to give them, and connect them. Maybe this would make her stubborn friend admit one or two things in the morning. She meant well!

In the world of dreams, Magica found herself where she usually did - at the Money Bin, ever so close to snatching the time from its sacred pedestal. The strange thing, though, was that Magica was fully aware it was a dream. How strange! Weren't dreams supposed to feel real until you woke up?

Oh well. What difference did it make? She carefully lifted the glass top off, thinking she was alone in Scrooge's office.

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[lifesa_witch]

"Let's see if you can keep your word." She smirked, curious how he would handle it. Once they were both comfortably seated, she clicked her heels, and the broom shot out of the window.

It wasn't a far ride to the mansion - it was even faster than a racing car. She held tightly to her broom, making sure neither of them would fall off despite the speed.

Soon enough, they were at his window, and popped inside with one more boost. They landed slowly and softly on the floor, and she held up her broom in victory. "Thank you for flying with Air Magica."

[scrooge_mcduck108]

Scrooge laughed happily when they landed. "I admit, I never really felt comfortable on your broom before. No matter how often I flew with you. But I think from today I can get used to it. It's all just a question of trust." He grinned broadly "And so much faster and above all cheaper than airplanes and cars!"

Nobody had claimed that Magica was the only one who could take advantage of her connection.
He embraced her tenderly from behind again and whispered in her ear. "I hope the next time we are on the way to our honeymoon..."

They landed right in his bedroom. This would require some explanation if they suddenly showed up in the mansion without ever having officially arrived. But he didn't care about that at the moment. He gently turned her around so he could look at her.

"Please tell me I'm not dreaming this time. That you are really here with me..."
He could hardly comprehend his happiness.

[lifesa_witch]

She couldn't help but wonder how cheap the honeymoon would be, and he sure did dodge the way out of getting her an expensive wedding ring. But she'd worm her way to those in time - she planned to enjoy her riches along with enjoying her husband.

"I'll admit... part of me is still wondering if this all a dream too." She nestled up into his chest, letting her broom fall to the floor, the journey over now.

"But if it is... I never want to wake up. I'll enjoy every lasting moment I can get." She tucked her head under his beak, blissfully content.