Pass the test, t-taste the flesh (scrooge x magica)

[blackmagicduck]

 One of the disadvantages of immortal youth was that it sometimes limited her options. If she wanted something fresh and young, she needed to be where the fresh and young people where, and gods, their music was awful. What happened to the good old days of violins and organs?

So imagine her surprise as she viewed the buffet to find one snack that looked older than most. She raised an eyebrow - he didn't seem to be in any midlife crisis. The exact opposite, in fact - like if he had any real choice, he wouldn't be here. Well... she could fix that for him.

She licked her lips, and then made her way across the room. A gorgeous beauty like her, it was like parting the ocean waves with a hand. She was by his side within seconds, sizing him up.

Nice, very nice. He even smelled delicious.

"Congratulations, you're the most miserable person here, and I think that includes the janitor."

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[blackmagicduck]

Time to play the role. She smiled, stroking his cheek.

"And thank you," she replied. "I'm glad you were sober this time."

[richestduck]

He nodded his head before sitting up, feeling a bit dizzy. "I'm glad I was, too. I didn't want you to feel like I was just using you."

[blackmagicduck]

She rubbed his shoulders, hoping to dispel some of the dizziness.

"Easy there... are you worn out, tiger?"

[richestduck]

He slowly nodded his head, embarrassed. "I haven't done this with anyone in ages."

[blackmagicduck]

"I'll take that as a compliment." She kissed his cheek.

[richestduck]

He leaned his head against hers, looking out over the water with the moon and stars reflected in it.

"I don't really have much practice, so I'm sorry I keep falling asleep on you."

[blackmagicduck]

"Hush. What will it take for you to accept that I'm happy with you?"

She found his hand and intertwined her fingers in the spaces between.

[richestduck]

"A lot," he admitted. He pulled his hand free so he could lean over and put his head in his hands, elbows on his knees. "My own family left me. If blood and money couldn't keep them with me, then someone with even fewer links isn't likely to."

He hadn't meant to say it, but there it was out in the open. Now she could see what a pathetic, broken man he was, laugh, and go on her way. Then he'd stop feeling like the other shoe was poised and waiting to drop.

[blackmagicduck]

Just as she had suspected - he'd been abandoned, over and over. To think the "healthiest" relationship he was about to have was with the undead. It was funny, in a dark way.

She began to hum again, petting his head. "Believe or not. I'll be here regardless. No harsh word will push me away, no strike will give me fear."

[richestduck]

"I don't understand why. You're getting nothing out of this."

Just a broken man with broken dreams and a ludicrous amount of money that she said she didn't want. The money was really all he could offer her.

[blackmagicduck]

"You don't have to understand. As long as I have you, I want nothing else."

She'd say it again and again and again, as many times as it took to sink in. She had eternity.

[richestduck]

"You're settling," he told her softly. "A pretty young lass like you shouldn't have to do that."

[blackmagicduck]

"The only way you're getting rid of me is by leaving and never coming back."

She then leaned in, whispering. "But then... I would just come and find you."

[richestduck]

He finally turned to look at her. He wasn't convinced but there was a flicker of treasonous hope there.

[blackmagicduck]

One flicker was all she needed. She cupped his cheeks - where most men might find what she was saying dangerous, perhaps insane, she knew his audience.

"'Til death do us part, Scrooge McDuck."

[richestduck]

He gave a mirthless laugh at that. "Pretty words."

Pretty, meaningless words...yet oh how he wanted them to be true.

[blackmagicduck]

"I don't blame you for not believing me. But in another two weeks, I'll be there, regardless."

A sweet, small kiss.

[richestduck]

He kissed her back. "Where?"

Where would he be able to find her next time?

[blackmagicduck]

"Wherever you want me. In our own world, away from everyone else."

Her smile became a bit devious. "I could take you to my home again, if you'd like."

[richestduck]

"That sounds nice," he told her honestly. "You have a lovely home."

[blackmagicduck]

"Then it's a date." She playfully poked his beak - reminding herself he'd need a heavy dose of enchantment on that day, so he'd see the abandoned building as a home sweet home.

[richestduck]

He offered a weak smile. Somewhere in the distance the clocktower chimed the hour.

"...I suppose I'd best be going home. Or maybe I'll just stay the night at the Bin. Wouldn't be the first time."

[blackmagicduck]

"Shall I walk you home, gallant Cinderella?" She mused, helping him to his feet.

[richestduck]

"I wouldn't mind the company if you're offering," he told her softly.

[blackmagicduck]

"And I wouldn't offer it if I didn't mean it," she replied as she linked up arms.