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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[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.

[richestduck]

"If ye're plannin' tae stay, ye help out around the place fer as long as ye're here," Fergus said. "And if ye ever manage tae get me boy tae sleep with ye, ye go."

Scrooge sneered at that. "Well, at least we'll have an extra hand around until she gets bored." He then gave Magica a smirk. "If you want me so badly, you'll have to court me to do it."

The last part was meant to be mocking, but it was also meant as a challenge. Magica was used to having her way for everything? Well, she was going to have to do as mortals did and work for what she wanted. And given her entitled attitude, she'd lose interest quickly.

[lifesa_witch]

Now if Scrooge hadn't opened his mouth, Magica would have considered actually leaving. Working? To earn a mortal's pleasure? That was beneath her, and perhaps not even worth her time.

But, nope, Scrooge had to go ahead and issue her a challenge.

"Are you daring to say that I cannot handle the work a mortal can?" She nearly screeched, hands ready to throttle him. "I who can make the oceans dry with one wave of my hand, I who command the animal kingdom with one look of my eye? Just you watch, you inelegant fool! It will only be a matter of time before you're groveling at my feet for a mere kiss of my lips!"

[richestduck]

"All right then. Impress me. Work starts at dawn."

Scrooge sat down at his usual spot at the table. Once Magica realized how hard working among mortals could be, she'd be leaving soon enough. There was no chance in any level of Hell that she'd put up with it for long.

[lifesa_witch]

And so began perhaps the most awkward dinner in all of time. Magica, technically, did not need to eat. But she did, glaring at Scrooge the entire time, plotting his sexual demise. How hard could mortal work actually be?

... At least the food was good. If this had been left in her temple, she would have been appeased and given a blessing.

[richestduck]

Having an actual goddess at the table was awkward enough. Having one that would be working for them while trying to make the next clan head her lover made it all the worse.

Still, Downy asked gamely, "More shepherd's pie, dear?"

[lifesa_witch]

Magica glanced over. "Hm? ... Ah, yes. Very well. I admit it's been some time before I've eaten mortal food, it seems to have improved over the centuries since I last tried it."

A... compliment. Kinda?

[richestduck]

"I'm glad you're enjoying it," the McDuck matriarch said brightly, heaping another hearty helping onto Magica's plate.

Using her mother's success to gain confidence, Matilda told Magica, "I can show you to your room after dinner."

[lifesa_witch]

Magica pouted, looking more like a child than a goddess. "Why can't I just share Scrooge's room?"

After all, spending a night next to her body would definitely wear down his resistance.

[richestduck]

"Because I'm not sleeping with you," Scrooge said bluntly. "You want to spend time in my bed, you'll have to convince me, remember?"

[lifesa_witch]

Pout. Stop defying her. "Do you even have a spare room in this small place?"

[richestduck]

There was a long moment of silence, the McDucks staring at her.

If this castle was small to her, what did she consider reasonably-sized?

"There's enough room, dear," Downy finally managed to say. "Donnae ye worry."

[lifesa_witch]

She sighed, rolling her shoulders, still displeased about things. It was tempting to command the sisters to be her personal handmaidens, but given Scrooge's attitude so far, that might put a wedge in things.

Not to mention the younger one seemed barbaric, at least when she ate.

"so I take it you don't have servants? More's the pity."

[richestduck]

"Donnae need servants 'cept for some occasional help," Fergus said bluntly. "We get what we need tae done ourselves otherwise."

[lifesa_witch]

"How droll." She inspected her fingernails as she rose from her chair. "Then again, trying to understanding what makes you sort of people happy is beyond me."

It was like trying to understand how a dog thought. Beyond her and beneath her.

[richestduck]

"If you're wanting to sleep with me, you'd better figure it out then," Scrooge said wryly.

Matilda gave a nervous smile. "Maybe this isn't something that should be discussed over dinner?"

"Why not? It's hilarious," Hortense snickered. "Our idiot big brother -- "

"Oi!"

" -- caught the eye of a goddess and now has a running bet with her!"