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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[richestduck]

"Everything does smell so clean after a good rain," he agreed. "Shame it doesn't last."

[blackmagicduck]

"So we must enjoy it while we can." A sincere smile - this was one of her genuinely rare honest truths. "And then wait for another."

[richestduck]

"As all good things must come to an end," he acknowledged with a sigh.

[blackmagicduck]

Oh no, not going there again, not if she could help it.

"I want to do one more guessing game before we have to part."

[richestduck]

"Your guess or mine?" he asked.

[blackmagicduck]

"Mine. I get three tries to guess your favorite color." She held up three fingers.

"I get it right, that decides my outfit next time."

[richestduck]

He paused before nodding his head. "All right."

[blackmagicduck]

Try number one. "Green."

[richestduck]

He shook his head. "You're more or less on the right track though."

After all, an old slang term for money was "greenbacks".

[blackmagicduck]

Hmmm, with that in mind... Two fingers.

"Yellow." Gold, to be more accurate.

[richestduck]

"Gold, actually, but yellow's close enough," he told her. "Guess it's not that hard to figure out, is it?"

[blackmagicduck]

"Your hinting helped... don't tell me you'd prefer a blonde." She lightly teased with a little shove.

[richestduck]

"I've already dated a blonde before," Scrooge told her. "It turned out...rocky."

That was certainly one way to describe his relationship with Goldie...

[blackmagicduck]

"Her loss." An arm squeeze, resuming the walk.

[richestduck]

Goldie didn't seem to think so, but he kept that to himself.

That heavy damp feeling in the air of an impending storm had him look towards the Bin.

"We could go to the Bin for shelter. It's not exactly the Ritz, but at least it'd be dry."

[blackmagicduck]

Magica's eyes quickly went to him, wide.

If she could word this just right...

"Are you inviting me in?"

[richestduck]

He nodded his head. "Is that all right?"

[blackmagicduck]

Inside, Magica cackled wildly. To think it would be so easy! Now she could come and go as she pleased, perhaps taking nightly nips if need be. Days later, his work employees would be befuddled to see a bat taking refuge near the windows and roof.

"It's more than all right, Scroogie darling."

[richestduck]

He didn't live in the Bin, but he spent a good portion of his time there. Plus there were times when he stayed the night.

He led her to the Bin, and she'd realize that there were magical wards on the place, not just the turrets and other physical protections.

[blackmagicduck]

Oh damn - she had an invitation, but that wasn't a guarantee it'd get her past the wards. She'd have to test it in bat form - if she tried it as she was now and she was blocked, the suspicion would end the game here and now.

She planted her foot. "Scrooge?"

[richestduck]

Scrooge paused in retrieving his key card from his wallet. "Yes?"

[blackmagicduck]

Once he had his eyes on her, she flashed him her strongest enchantment yet.

"I have to leave. You won't question it. You kissed me goodnight, and you'll go inside, not speaking of this to anyone."

[richestduck]

It was a combination of already having her magical hooks in him and him being so drained from her earlier feeding that he nodded.

"What about the security tapes?" he asked distantly, his brain already deleting that he'd asked her a question.

[blackmagicduck]

What a smart little slave she had. He really would be useful. "Have your employees delete it. Threaten to fire them if they question it."

[richestduck]

"I can do it," he told her.

His Bin employees...even if he feared their loyalty wasn't permanent, he felt loyal to them. Just threatening to fire them when he could do something himself didn't sit well with him.