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]

"A bet he will lose." Magica said with complete confidence, flipping hair over her shoulder. "But worry not, I'll be sure to bless you all once he surrenders to his desires."

[richestduck]

"Trying to bribe my family isn't going to work," Scrooge growled.

"Though it is tempting." Hortense blinked at Scrooge's glare. "What? It is."

[lifesa_witch]

Magica chuckled, feeling better already. "See? That way, everyone wins. I'm sure you'll have a lot to think about tonight." With another laugh, she flounced off to find her own room.

(and take a peek at Scrooge's.)

[richestduck]

The bad news was that Magica really should've waited for someone to show her to her room. The castle was a maze.

The good news (for her) was that she found Scrooge's room. (Truly, this had to be fate, not blind luck!) It was simply-furnished but at least it was comfortable with its own bathroom. Plus pillows definitely smelled like her quarry.

[lifesa_witch]

She'd have to familiarize herself with his room anyway - eventually she'd be spending a long, hot night in there. Plus, if she could find a spare feather of his, she might be able to work a little magic.

Not to force desire - perish the thought! She was already clearly desirable. - but to keep an eye on him if he dared to think of leaving the village without her say-so.

Satisfied, she then decided to take the first unoccupied room she found. As a goddess, it was her right to take what she wanted, be it men or floor.

[richestduck]

Fortunately, that room had been aired out and prepared for her. Again, it was rather sparsely-furnished and plainly decorated, but at least it was cozy and had its own bathroom as well.

Scrooge passed by the room, pausing to glance at the door. What an insane day this was.

'When I wake up tomorrow, watch this all be a fever dream from heat stroke,' he thought wryly.

[lifesa_witch]

Morning came, and it was time to work! All the early risers came out of their beds, ready to start the day's tasks...

... while Magica was still asleep, snoring quite loudly and hugging a pillow. It was clear she hadn't been expecting to wake up early.

[richestduck]

Unfortunately for Magica, when Scrooge said "work starts at dawn", he meant her, too.

There was a loud knock at her door. "Time to get to work!"

He half-expected her to either have left...or not have been there in the first place.

[lifesa_witch]

Magica groggily lifted her head, disturbed by the sudden sound.

"Wazza-happen...? Time for sex?"

[richestduck]

"Time for work!" he called, somewhat disappointed that she hadn't decided to just leave. "Let's go!"

[lifesa_witch]

What? That couldn't be right? She squinted at the window. "Is the sun even up?"

[richestduck]

"I told you 'dawn'," he said smugly. "I wasn't joking about that."

[lifesa_witch]

It was so tempting to just go back to sleep and leave all this nonsense..

... If it wasn't for the sheer contempt in his voice.

Growling, she marched for the door. "I wasn't joking either! Show me where I will wow you!"

[richestduck]

He blinked at her current state before turning his head.

"You may want to start by getting dressed first."

[lifesa_witch]

Hm? ... Oh, yes. She'd done this so often, it was easy to forget mortals didn't do this.

She crossed her arms under her chest, snorting. "Are you sure you don't want to savor the view a little longer?"

[richestduck]

He turned beet red, not looking directly at her.

"Work naked if you like then, but you'll be sorry."

With that, he marched down the hall, very conspicuously not looking back at her.

[lifesa_witch]

She planted a firm image in this head, and as far as she was concerned, it was a step toward her victory.

Still, she wouldn't need all those other men gawking at her more than they already would. What if her beauty provoked a fight? Scrooge would blame her, the ruffian. So as she walked down the hallway, she willed her usual flowing garments onto her body - although it still wasn't really work-friendly.

[richestduck]

Matilda met Magica somewhat warily. She'd seen the look on her brother's face and hadn't been sure what to expect. It was almost a relief when she saw Magica in her flowing garments.

"I was going to go out and feed the chickens and milk the cows," she said. "Scroogey with the horses. Daddy used to help him but after he fell on the ice last year, his breathing hasn't been quite right, so he does the finances. Mummy's in the kitchen working on breakfast while Hortense is doing some cleaning. We thought it'd be best if you started off helping me though."

[lifesa_witch]

"Why can't I work with Scrooge?" Magica huffed. How was she supposed to tease and entice him if they were apart, until his urges burst and he round up rutting her in the back of the stables?

"You all know he's the reason I'm here."

[richestduck]

"Some of our horses are a bit skittish around strangers. The chicken yard is in view of the paddock, so they'll be able to see and smell you to start getting used to you." She gave a sheepish smile. "I know you can't be killed by normal means, but getting kicked or bitten by a frightened horse isn't something you'd like to experience."

[lifesa_witch]

Magica leaned in, curious. This did seem like the weaker one of the siblings, perhaps of the family.

"... I can help you gain any man you want in the village. I can make your beauty a thing of legend, that all animals bow before your very gaze."

[richestduck]

"Thank you, but no. There isn't really anyone in the village who's caught my eye, and I get along with the animals just fine." She gave a smile to Magica. Then she looked over the other's clothing. "Are you...sure...you want to wear that?"

[lifesa_witch]

Damn. Stubbornness was in the blood, apparently.

"What I wear is merely an extension of my power." Magica waved those concerns away. "I can handle any mortal work."

[richestduck]

"Okay. If you insist."

Well, whatever happened to Magica next was on her. Because unlike in the palaces of the gods, animals weren't the cleanest creatures to be around. Her gauzy clothes and bare feet were almost guaranteed to get messy.

She grabbed the bucket of chicken feed that they'd be spreading for the birds.

"Follow me."

[lifesa_witch]

Magica was so focused on the end goal that she couldn't even think about any problems she'd have in the present.

Which was unfortunate, since there were... a lot of problems.

Stepping in mess - fine. She could take a bath later.
Clothes getting dirty - they were an extension of her will, easily changed.
All the peckings, the angry hens chasing her, the disgusting things she had to touch on a cow - the angry screams she made could be heard all across the village.