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]

Ah, Scrooge was going to miss the extra set of hands once Magica threw in the towel. However, he'd live with the loss. It'd be better than having a sour goddess lurking around.

He went into the castle not long after Magica, getting cleaned up swiftly. He still had that lingering scent of musk that came from a hard day's labor, but at least he wasn't offensively smelly.

When Magica came out, she'd find him astride a rather impressive gelding without a saddle, the leads for Autumn Sunshine and another gelding in the hand not gripping the reigns of his own horse. Behind him was a saddle pad.

"If we're lucky, we'll be walking back, but might as well ride out."

[lifesa_witch]

"Am I allowed to talk now, or am I still in danger of spooking your precious animals?" Magica grumbled, detesting how much power they had over her, a goddess!

"And let me guess. I'm expected to saddle up myself." At least she was getting the hang of things, more or less.

[richestduck]

He rolled his eyes, adjusting his grip on the other two sets of reigns so all three sets were in one hand. He then reached down with his now-free hand.

"Here. I'll pull you up." He rolled his eyes again. "And, yes, you can talk. Just stay calm. No need to cause a panic."

[lifesa_witch]

"I can't promise there won't be a panic over my beauty. I can hardly control the whims of men who gaze upon my visage."

She grabbed his hand, and seated herself comfortably behind him - and making sure to squeeze herself up to him as much as possible.

[richestduck]

As annoying as it was, she had a valid excuse this time. And she'd likely gotten a taste of how strong he was when he'd helped get her onto the saddle pad.

He clicked his tongue and gave a tap to the horse's sides with his heels. The three horses began walking towards town, content with Scrooge guiding them.

[lifesa_witch]

This was calming her down much more than biting her tongue did. She rested her head on his shoulder, occasionally running a hand down and down his chest. Mmm, yes, a lovely reminder of why she was there in the first place.

At the market, a few familiar faces to Scrooge did double-takes seeing the young lady with him - or rather, how the young lady was all over him. As far as they'd known him, he'd always been a committed bachelor.

[richestduck]

Scrooge was doing his best to ignore the attention, trying to pretend Magica wasn't there. However, he'd periodically shiver and his cheeks were a bit pink.

"All right. I'll help you down." He held out his hand to her, intending to lower her down.

[lifesa_witch]

"I'm starting to hope we sell all but one of these magnificent beasts." Because now that they'd helped her, she liked them. She grinned at him, allowing herself down.

[richestduck]

"Oh now they're 'magnificent'," he grumbled. Once she was on the ground, he slid off and tied all three sets of reigns to a post. "And we want them all to sell."

[lifesa_witch]

"But if we walk back, I can't enjoy another comfortable ride with you." Pause. "Well, I could, but it'd make walking rather difficult."

[richestduck]

"Keep your mind on task: Selling these horses," Scrooge grumbled. Gods, why was he stuck with a horny goddess?

[lifesa_witch]

"That could take all day. What are we supposed to do until then?" She wasn't sure how this really worked, nor did she care.

[richestduck]

"We talk to potential customers and wait. If we're still out here at noon, Hortense will bring us lunch."

A light day, really.

[lifesa_witch]

Boooring.

She leaned on him, arms around him like his purpose was to hold her up. "Fine, fine, if we must..."

[richestduck]

"What do you think I am? A walking stick?" he huffed in annoyance.

[lifesa_witch]

"If I have nothing to do all day, then I'm going to enjoy the reason I'm here." Once again, head on his shoulder, grope grope grope.

It was really having the opposite effect on potential customers, as no one wanted to be near... whatever this was.

[richestduck]

"You're driving off customers! And stop groping me!"

He wanted to shove her off, but he didn't want to risk making the goddess even more annoyed.

Someone, please interrupt this!

[lifesa_witch]

No mortal would dare interrupt this snuggle-fest, and Magica knew it, cackling quietly. "You know, if if you just relaxed, you'd really like it... after all, you're being caressed by the one and only-"

"Magica De Spell?"

Magica froze. No. No way in hell or heaven. Had she summoned him by saying his name?!

Walking up to the unhappy couple was a young man with fluffy brown hair, small glasses, and plenty of scrolls under his arms. "My my my! Hail heartily, my good friend!"

[richestduck]

A friend of Magica's? Which meant this had to be...

"Which god are you?" he asked, wondering if he might be able to pawn Magica off on the newcomer.

At the same time, he tried to disentangle himself from her grip.

[lifesa_witch]

The man made a polite bow - or at least an overly theatrical one. "Ludwig Von Drake, god of knowledge and wisdom, at your service!"

"Then do me a great service and LEAVE!" Magica snapped, letting go of Scrooge to try and push Ludwig away. "This is MY territory! And I'm not sharing!"

Oblivious to her ranting, Ludwig casually walked to the side - making Magica accidentally fall flat on her face - to inspect the horses for himself. "Would you look at these marvelous stallions! Such shiny coats, and such strong legs! These have been raised with expert care and attention! Why, I imagine this one will last many a good year!"

Funny enough, this was drawing attention in a more positive way. Potential customers were starting to glance over, intrigued by Ludwig's appraisal.

[richestduck]

"Geldings, actually," Scrooge said proudly. "But, aye, these two were raised specifically for farm and cart work." He patted the mare, Autumn Sunshine, who tossed her head. "This lovely lady is more for riding. You have a good eye for someone who likely doesn't get around animals that much."

Well, Ludwig was already winning points in Scrooge's book. Much less annoying than Magica.

[lifesa_witch]

"Gelding! Fascinating!" Ludwig popped out a quill from seemingly nowhere, unfurling one of his scrolls to jot it down. "Gelding, not stallion, yes yes... I'll have to add that to my list of things to research."

"Do it somewhere else!" Magica grabbed his arm, still trying to drag him away. "Move! Scram! Get lost!"

[richestduck]

"No harm in letting him learn, is it?" Scrooge asked with mock innocence, eyes twinkling with mirth. Oh, this was fun.

[lifesa_witch]

"Yes there is!" Magica hissed as Ludwig continued to ramble on about the differences between horses. "Look, if one god is one place, the level of magic there increases but only slightly, nothing to take notice of. But two in the same territory? That doubles the output! It'll make OTHER GODS take notice and wonder what's going on! Having a second god here may as well be a smoke signal for any and every god to come see what's so interesting about this place! You think I'm a pain?! Just wait until you meet ALL the others!"

[richestduck]

"Just because he's asking about the horses doesn't necessarily mean he's planning to stay, does it?" Scrooge asked, confused.