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]

Time certainly dragged on when he was without her. He could feel the bureaucracy of all this sucking the life out of him.

Funny how the vampire showed restraint.

At least he actually managed to get a sandwich for lunch. Better than nothing.

[lifesa_witch]

When Scrooge eventually returned to their home away from home, he'd find Magica reading on their bed, not having the door open. Her brows were furrowed, trying to understand the recipes and why certain foods "reacted" the way they did.

[richestduck]

He laid down on the bed beside her, moving to cuddle close to her cool body.

"You don't need to cook for me," he told her softly.

Now that he knew that food tasted like ash to her, it wasn't fair to force her to learn something she'd never enjoy.

[lifesa_witch]

She jerked, surprised. "Scrooge!" She blushed at having been caught. Hard to deny it when she'd been caught red-handed.

"I..." She faltered. "W-well, if you won't feed yourself, someone has to!"

[richestduck]

"I ate today," he told her. "I had a sandwich for lunch. You'd be proud of me."

He gave her a weak attempt at a joking smile.

[lifesa_witch]

She rolled her eyes, then pulled him in for a kiss. "My hero."

[richestduck]

He loved the way they fit neatly against one another. He kissed her back, running his fingers through her hair. It would be a few minutes yet before his dinner was brought up, after all.

He'd made the effort two days in a row.

[lifesa_witch]

She returned each kiss, sighing softly as she put her arm around him. She wouldn't try to take his blood two days in a row, for risk of harming him. This was good enough.

[richestduck]

During one part in their beaks, he told her softly, "I ordered dinner be brought up again. I'm sorry you'll have to hide for a few minutes when they come."

[lifesa_witch]

She smiled, pleased. "It's worth playing peek-a-boo if it means you actually take care of yourself."

[richestduck]

"You inspire me," he told her honestly, nuzzling her.

[lifesa_witch]

She laughed a little, petting his head. "Would that I came to you sooner, I could have inspired you to take care of yourself before you needed it!"

[richestduck]

"I don't think I would've listened at all that first year," Scrooge admitted.

He'd been busy trying to build the fleet of rockets to find Della. To be honest, most of that first year was a blur.

[lifesa_witch]

"Sometimes I like a good challenge." She played with his whiskers. "But... I like what we have now, too."

[richestduck]

He leaned into her touch. "I like what we have now, too."

It was much better than the crushing loneliness. No matter how long this lasted.

[lifesa_witch]

She kissed him, long and deep. "I wouldn't change it for anything."

[richestduck]

"Mmm."

The ringing of the bell for the door caused Scrooge to sigh and get up.

"That'll be my dinner."

[lifesa_witch]

She nodded, and slid off the bed to make herself scarce. "Go ahead."

[richestduck]

Scrooge went to get his food, thanking the server and giving the lad a tip for his trouble. It wasn't a steak tonight but it was a nice bit of chicken with all the trimmings.

Definitely better than a sandwich.

[lifesa_witch]

Magica waited until the door was closed before popping out again. "I think we should be fine... worst case scenario, they think you have a call girl."

[richestduck]

"I hope not. Last thing I want is them digging around for more information on you and ruining your privacy."

[lifesa_witch]

She gave a little laugh. "Good luck to them! I've made sure that as far as records are concerned, I don't exist."

[richestduck]

"Now that I have no doubt."

She likely had plenty of practice as it.

[lifesa_witch]

"Of course, the lack of evidence in of itself can be evidence of something... but I doubt 'vampire' will be the first idea that pops into anyone's heads."

[richestduck]

"They'd probably assume you were my kept mistress and that I was the one responsible for making sure you didn't leave any records anywhere."