i'm your venus, i'm your fire (magica x scrooge)

[lifesa_witch]

 Immortality tended to get boring. Whether she was booted out of the divine halls or voluntarily left depended on who you asked. As far as Magica De Spell was concerned, the mortals deserved to be in her presence every so often to entertain her. She flitted from village to village, trying to find someone worthy of her time, but alas, her standards were very high.

Then she learned to hear the whispers, the rumors, about a clan that rose from the depths of defeat and refused to stay down. The next head was a strong, determined lad who worked to the bone every day to bring glory to the family name. Curious about such a man, Magica walked along the dirt and the stones to where the man supposedly traveled for his wares. For now, she disguised her presence, allowing herself to be ignored by all living things so she could observe without being seen.

After all, when it came down to it, she wasn't going to hit it if this McDuck wasn't a looker.

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[lifesa_witch]

"Explain yourself!" Magica demanded, sticking a finger onto his beak. "What kind of fool reasoning could you possibly have to deny me?"

After all, she wasn't thinking about love. Merely pleasure. Love was for pathetic mortals, weak people who needed attachments.

[richestduck]

Now he turned to face her, his eyes stern as if talking to a child throwing a temper tantrum. (Which honestly didn't seem to be too far from the truth. Were all gods like this?)

"Where are all your previous lovers now?" he asked, crossing his arms.

Maybe if she stopped and thought about it, she'd have enough sense to figure out just why he wanted no part in it.

[lifesa_witch]

"How the hell should I know?"

... Ah. She paused, giving it a slight bit of thought.

"... Well it's not like they're dead. Supposedly." A dismissive wave of her hand. "I merely sent them back wherever they came from after I no longer had any need for them."

[richestduck]

"And after you 'drove them mad with pleasure'," he said with a hint of mocking in his voice, "did they want to go? Or did they want to stay with you even as you threw them out?"

Because that was the correct phrase for it: She'd thrown them out after she'd gotten bored like toys she'd grown too old for.

[lifesa_witch]

Magica cupped her beak in thought. Hmmm, now she thought she was understanding...

"So, you want to negotiate? Name your price." Because that's what he was aiming for, right? "I can supply your family with enough wealth that the next ten generations of your clan will want for nothing. I can bless your fields with plentiful crops. The mares you breed will be stronger than any across the land."

[richestduck]

"No thank you. I don't want myself or my family to be heavily reliant on you," he said bluntly. "That'd be just as bad as ending up like those idiots in tales that pine themselves to death after their divine lover grew bored of them."

He stepped away from Magica, turning back to Autumn Sunrise to start brushing her coat.

"I have work to do."

[lifesa_witch]

What was with this man?! Had he been given all the looks and none of the brains?!

"You moron! You fool! You imbecile! I will not be ignored!" She began beating his back with her hands, like a child denied their favorite toy. "No one has ever said no to me, I will not stand for it!"

[richestduck]

"So go sit down. Or have a lay with one of your priests. They're already devoted to you and would probably let you do whatever you wished with them for however long you wanted to do it."

Honestly, this woman was making a scene. People were gawping and not because they were admiring Autumn Sunrise.

"Now will you please leave?" he asked with strained politeness. "I'm trying to find a good buyer."

[lifesa_witch]

She stepped back, eyes hellfire. "Oh, so you've heard the tales of what happens when the gods are done with their lovers... but have you heard any such tale when they are denied?" She hissed, hands clenched, body trembling.

"YOU WILL RUE THE DAY YOU DID NOT TAKE MY HAND, MCDUCK!"

With a crack of lightning, she was gone, leaving only a sense of dread behind.

[richestduck]

Honestly, he hadn't. Every story starred a mortal tripping over themselves to sleep with a god. However, there were plenty of tales of the mischief gods could get up to when things didn't go precisely their way.

He looked at Autumn Sunshine. "I have a bad feeling about this."

The mare snorted her agreement.

[lifesa_witch]

For the rest of the day, all the villagers avoided Scrooge like the plague. Word had gotten around about what happened (half thinking there had been some divine creature harassing him, and the other half thinking he'd been yelled at by a loony biddy) and no one wanted any part of it. But everyone truly hoped whatever had happened would pass over and be forgotten within days - no doubt Scrooge McDuck wished for this more than anyone.

When Scrooge did eventually returned home, dinner was nearly ready, and the silverware was set out. One, two, three, four, five, six, plates...

... Wait. Six?

[richestduck]

Scrooge had been seriously annoyed when he'd come home. Oh, he'd made sure Autumn Sunshine had settled back in with the herd fine, but that hadn't eased his annoyance much. It'd probably take a few days before he could try again. Ugh.

As he looked at the silverware, he looked to Hortense. "Is Uncle Jake visiting for dinner?"

"Nope. Matilda took pity on someone."

He groaned, rubbing his temples. "Honestly, I hope this one will at least leave once the night's over."

[lifesa_witch]

"Don't bet on it."

He'd only heard it once before, but no doubt Scrooge would find the voice now right behind him very familiar.

[richestduck]

Scrooge's face slowly morphed into one of complete horror. "No. She didn't."

Hortense raised a brow. "Friend of yours?"

"Not even remotely."

[lifesa_witch]

"I warned you, did I not? Magica sneered, walking past him to sit at the table. "Besides, I did not utter one word of falsehood to your sister."

[richestduck]

"What did you tell her?!" Scrooge demanded.

Matilda entered the dining room with a stack of plates. "Something wrong, Scroogey?"

Hortense's smirk was a mile wide. "Pull up a chair, Matilda. This is getting good."

[lifesa_witch]

"The truth, of course." Magica replied ever so calmly. "I have no home of my own, no coin in my pocket, and no family to take me in." A flippant wave of her hand.

"All that I have is a yearning that someone refuses to ease, and so, I have nothing to my name."

[richestduck]

"That yearning is for me to have sex with you, and I'm not interested!"

Hortense started laughing hysterically while Matilda turned dark red with mortification.

"Um...what?" the middle McDuck child squeaked.

[lifesa_witch]

Magica was nonplussed, looking right at him. "Then I hope you're prepared for a permanent addition to this household, because until I get what I came for, I'm not leaving."

It was petty, spiteful, and utterly stupid. It was pure Magica De Spell.

[richestduck]

"We can't afford for you to just sit on your arse!" he snapped.

Well, they probably could now that Scrooge was earning lots of money, but Magica's presence would be that one grain of sand that irritated the oyster into creating a pearl of spite and hate.

[lifesa_witch]

"Oh, you'll survive." Again, dismissive of matters that were "unimportant" to her.

"Besides, you and I both know the quickest, easiest, and most satisfying way to get me out of my feathers."

[richestduck]

"Over my dead body," Scrooge snarled.

"Now, now, Scroogey. We'll work something out," Downy gently scolded as she swept into the room with food. She'd press-ganged Fergus into service carrying another of the dishes.

Fergus frowned as he glanced at Magica. "How long were ye plannin' tae stay?"

[lifesa_witch]

Magica jabbed a thumb at Scrooge. "That's up to him. I've made my demands very clear." And they were quite reasonable ones, if you asked her!

[richestduck]

Fergus frowned and looked at his son.

"I'm not sleeping with her," Scrooge said flatly.

The clan head sighed. "Then might Ah suggest a compromise?"

[lifesa_witch]

Magica glanced over, raising an eyebrow. "I'm listening." No guarantee she'd agree to it, but she was curious.