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]

"You look beautiful," he told her, leaning forward to peck her on the cheek.

[blackmagicduck]

"Always a charmer." She nuzzled him, then locked eyes.

"Are you ready to go?"

[richestduck]

He nodded his head. "I'm looking forward to seeing it again."

[blackmagicduck]

Good, the subject was fresh on his mind.

She inhaled deeply - and then put all her power into it.

"It's not much, but it's home."

He needed to see it as a home - with all the trims and details that would make it feel like a 'home' to his own personal tastes.

[richestduck]

Given what his own home was like, the image was quite bleak. The Victorian-style house was nice but there was an aura of loneliness clinging to it.

"It's beautiful," he told her. Still, it was a cold and empty sort of beauty.

[blackmagicduck]

She exhaled deeply - that took a lot out of her. With a weak smile, she took his arm, and began to lead him along, already worn out.

"And it'll be our own world again, I promise you. I never get visitors."

[richestduck]

"I find that surprising. Who wouldn't want to get to know you?"

[blackmagicduck]

"I'm very picky when it comes to who I give my space to." A snooty tilt of her beak.

[richestduck]

"I'm glad I made the cut," he told her.

[blackmagicduck]

The walk to the library wasn't long, thank goodness, and the darkness of night made sure there weren't too many people out - but there were some who raised an eyebrow at the couple heading into the abandoned building.

"Make yourself at home."

[richestduck]

He opened the door for her, bowing slightly. "Ladies first."

[blackmagicduck]

"Thank you kindly." A kiss to the cheek, walking inside.

She had to be careful where she moved and where she sat. If it looked like she was sitting on what he saw as a dining room table or something of the like, it'd shatter the illusion.

[richestduck]

He followed in after her into what he saw as the main foyer and living room. The couch was a bit hard but otherwise it was a comfy enough home.

[blackmagicduck]

Relieved, she sat next to him.

"Are you comfortable?"

[richestduck]

He nodded. "Very. It's nice." He looked around the room "Antiques?"

[blackmagicduck]

Oh boy. She'd really need to be on her toes tonight. Whose bright idea was this?

... Ah, right, hers.

"I collect. The past has many treasures others ignore."

[richestduck]

"Ignore or bypass to get the latest and so-called greatest thing," Scrooge said with a sigh.

The attitude extended to people, too, in his experience.

[blackmagicduck]

"Everyone looks forward to the future and they forget the past even existed. Accomplishments are forgotten so easily... it's such a shame. " She tsked, and to be honest, this was how she often felt about the current generation of such lazy mortals.

"Why is enjoying how things used to be such a sin now?"

[richestduck]

"And any accomplishments that aren't forgotten are taken for granted," Scrooge snorted. "So many of them act like they're self-righteous and pure of heart, condemning anyone who came before for being even slightly 'problematic'. Sure, the past wasn't perfect, but they're reaping the rewards of what the people who came before did right, and praising themselves in award shows and on social media for it as if it was all their doing. And gods forbid you have even a slight disagreement with them before you're labeled as worse than the most evil men in history, whip everyone into a frenzy against you, and try to destroy you with no thought to who might be collateral damage because it makes them feel good and just. I've met more narcissists among this generation than I've met in the rest of my entire life combined."

[blackmagicduck]

... Wow, and that was only with a little prompting.

She reached over to stroke his whiskers. "Perhaps you're one of the last decent gentlemen left behind."

[richestduck]

Scrooge snorted. "I'm too stubborn to die is the problem."

As much as he'd like to most days.

[blackmagicduck]

"Is that such a bad thing?" She snuggled up to him.

"I think determination like that can be amazing."

[richestduck]

He wrapped an arm around her. "I suppose if you rename it, stubbornness is a virtue."

[blackmagicduck]

"There, see? There's some light in your darkness after all. You just need some... help, finding it." She kissed his cheek.

[richestduck]

He leaned his head against hers. "I'm sorry that you have to put up with it."