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]

"A pity we have to hide, we have much more interesting stories than one fool getting him and his servants killed for one pretty brunette." She tsked with a shake of her head.

[richestduck]

"Well, the good news is that this version seems to be different already," he noted as the movie started playing in black and white. "Who knew that Dracula basically foot the bill for Frankenstein and his monster?"

He picked up some of his intended dinner, popping it into his mouth.

[blackmagicduck]

"Oh please. That old bastard would never pay for anyone but himself."

This was beginning to sound less like film criticism and more like real commentary.

[richestduck]

"I'm sure there will be a stupid reason for this," Scrooge said before taking another sip of the wine. "But I'm setting my expectations very, very low."

[blackmagicduck]

She snuggled up, trying to relax and calm down. "A good attitude to have for this sort of nonsense."

[richestduck]

Scrooge wrapped an arm around her and settled in as they watched Dracula kill the doctor before the villagers attacked the windmill. During which they saw their first glimpse of the CGI versions of the brides of Dracula.

"How is it that the 'realistic' CGI looks less real than Nosferatu's makeup?" he demanded.

[blackmagicduck]

Magica let out a delightfully witchy cackle. "Maybe these idiots can't see their own reflections either... or anything they create."

[richestduck]

"The characters or the people who made this tripe?" he asked.

[blackmagicduck]

"Both." She found his hand and locked it with hers. "Why not?"

[richestduck]

He squeezed her hand as he tried to find something enjoyable. As the movie switched from black and white to color...

"They probably should've stuck with black and white. At least the CG blended in a bit more."

[blackmagicduck]

"Maybe we're just nostalgic." She returned the squeeze. "For the days of black and white classics, and all their charm."

[richestduck]

"You mean when Hollywood actually gave a flying feather about their craft?" Scrooge asked with a snort. "Aye, I suppose we are."

[blackmagicduck]

"... My past about being a singer was true." She admitted after letting a few more scenes play. "And I did get out before it tried to take me over."

[richestduck]

Scrooge paused in taking his next drink. "When were you a singer? Was that before you turned or after?"

[blackmagicduck]

"Before. I got bitten by a man who claimed he could make me a star."

A bitter chuckle. "I was quite stupid as a mortal."

[richestduck]

"A vampire producer or a vampire just hoping to trick you into isolating yourself?"

[blackmagicduck]

"The latter." Her eyes were ahead, but she wasn't really watching the movie anymore.

"He thought I'd be his loyal servant. That I'd be grateful for what he did, and that I'd be his lover while also finding new girls for him to drink."

[richestduck]

He wasn't watching either. Then again, it wasn't that interesting a movie.

"Cad," Scrooge snarled. The poor lass hadn't deserved that.

[blackmagicduck]

She shrugged a shoulder. It was her past, and there was nothing to be done about it.

"I almost killed him... but I wasn't sure what would happen to me if I did. So he got away while I hesitated. He's probably still out there now, convincing other stupid girls he has what they want."

[richestduck]

"I take it you'd know him if you saw him again," Scrooge said, wondering if it would be possible to find the monster.

Because a vampire like that on the loose was bad. Not just because he'd bitten and turned Magica.

Right. Perfectly justified.

[blackmagicduck]

"I'd never forget that face, no matter how hard I tried." She then shook her head.

"What am I saying? I'm ruining date night. We're missing some good nonsense."

[richestduck]

"'Good' is a relative term," Scrooge noted before he took a swig of the wine. He then set the bottle down so he could properly eat a sandwich. True, food in his stomach would offset the alcohol, but there was no reason to just guzzle the bottle down in less than an hour.

[blackmagicduck]

They continued to watch the flick, laughing when they probably weren't supposed to, snuggling up and chatting here and there. Without having to constantly watch his alcohol intake, she could really let loose and let more of her real personality shine.

[richestduck]

Over the course of that time, Scrooge finished the meal she'd gotten him along with drinking more of the wine. And, surprisingly enough, he was somehow having a better time than previous times he'd been over. Perhaps it was because the secrets had been cleared up between them.

As the ending credits rolled, Scrooge was leaning heavily against Magica as he laughed at the "sad" ending.

"That was jess--hic!--silly!" he guffawed. "Seriously, were we s'posed ta feel sad fer her? We barely knew--hic!--her."

[blackmagicduck]

Magica was cackling along with him. "Oh, but she's pretty, Scroogie! If they're pretty, you have to feel bad for them!" Scrooge had excellent taste when it came to bad movies - it certainly hadn't been dull.