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]

"Thank you!" he called.

Ludwig was a god. He'd be fine.

Scrooge then smiled at his customers. "So, who's interested in a new horse?"

[lifesa_witch]

Since Magica had used her promise to use her powers just once to knock Ludwig out, she refused to use them again to zap Ludwig off anywhere. No, she was proving her worth! So she'd walk as far as she thought was acceptable, dump him, and then head back... which did take more than a few hours. Who knew the average walking speed among mortals was so slow! Boo!

But to Scrooge's benefit, he did manage to sell all the horses. One customer even mentioned that "having such a funny show" beforehand was so relaxing!

[richestduck]

Scrooge was humming to himself as he did the shopping to kill time, a broad smile on his face. Ah, yes. Today was a good day!

He looked to see Magica returning, looking tired. "Just in time! I'm almost done here!"

[lifesa_witch]

Magica was a little tired herself, having walked and dragged for so long, but she wasn't going to speak of it. She was a goddess, she could handle anything.

"Did you sell all of them?"

[richestduck]

"I did!" he said cheerfully. He still had the saddle pad and the bridle he'd used on Autumn Sunshine, but everything else was gone. "And with both of us, we'll be able to get all the shopping home in one trip!"

[lifesa_witch]

Bah. She wanted to ride back with him and get in more chest rubbing. Oh well. Still, he was cute when he was happy, so she supposed it wasn't a complete wash.

"Very well. What would you have me do now?"

[richestduck]

"Help me carry this all home," he said, gesturing to the shopping bags he had next to him. He was practically bouncing on his toes.

With one extra person, their stores needed to be adjusted.

[lifesa_witch]

She grabbed as many as her hands would allow. "See? I can be useful. None of this was terribly hard at all. I could do this all my days, if I had to!"

[richestduck]

"Would you?" Scrooge asked, adjusting who was carrying what bags. It wasn't a matter of number but weight, and he was pretty sure she couldn't carry that much for the long walk back to the castle.

[lifesa_witch]

"I told you, I'm not leaving until I've had you." She sniffed, beak in the air. "So if it takes that long, then it takes that long!"

[richestduck]

He clicked his tongue but said nothing else, leading the way home. Not that it would be too difficult. The castle was a rather noticeable landmark.

[lifesa_witch]

Magica followed along, annoyed for her own reasons. Still, the day had passed, and she was wearing him down little by little. So as far as she was concerned, today was a victory.

[richestduck]

Little by little. At the rate things were going, he'd be an old man before he accepted her.

The walk to the castle was in the cool of the early evening. Scrooge had no issues carrying his load, him being quite used to the work. It was always good to be home, even if he hadn't been away for that long.

[lifesa_witch]

When they returned to the castle, Magica continued to help, trying to place where all the market goods were supposed to go. It took a few tries, since she wasn't quite sure, but she was stubborn about it, insisting she knew what she was doing.

[richestduck]

Downy was ever-gracious. Some would probably wonder if she was a goddess of the hearth and home. She guided Magica with little corrections, trying to make it seem as if Magica was right all along.

Scrooge had to admit he was impressed with his mother.

Hortense poked her head into the kitchen. "Don't look now, but Matilda's brought in another stray."

"We can't keep feeding moochers," Scrooge grumbled.

"Scroogey, Magica is being very helpful. And one extra mouth to feed fer the night will be no trouble."

"Yes, Mummy."

[lifesa_witch]

Magica was eager to take in the compliment, but curiosity led her to a different question. "A stray? What, like a cat or a dog?"

[richestduck]

"I wish," Hortense sighed. "I'd like a dog."

"I'd prefer a cat," Scrooge said. "We need a good barn cat."

He followed his sister out to where Matilda was tending to a head injury on a very familiar person...

[lifesa_witch]

Magica followed as well, wondering what the fuss could be about.

And stopped dead in her tracks when she saw him. "... Oh, COME ON. I dragged him at least thirty miles out of town!" She rolled up her sleeves, ready to finish the job.

As for the victim himself, he seemed to be coming to, at least marginally. "... This is not where I once was. Most curious!"

[richestduck]

"You did this to him?!" Matilda shouted, outraged. She looked at her brother. "And you let her?!"

"He was driving away customers. Besides, he's a god. He's fine."

"...what?"

[lifesa_witch]

"Ludwig Von Drake, god of wisdom and knowledge, at your service!" He introduced himself again, shaking Matilda's hand while take no notice of the vile looks towards him.

Magica began to summon up a bigger, thicker piece of plywood. "Give me thirty seconds."

[richestduck]

"Now, now, there's no need fer violence," Downy said sternly. "We'll make him a plate as well tonight."

Matilda blinked, still highly confused by the situation. "M-Matilda McDuck. It's a pleasure to meet you, sir."

[lifesa_witch]

Magica grumbled, but willed the plywood away. "Fine. But then he leaves. For good."

Ludwig continued shaking Matilda's hand, seeing no reason to stop. "So you're the one who aided me then? You have my most sincere gratitude! You must have considerable strength to have taken me all this way! Most impressive! Mortals continue to amaze me in every little way! I owe you a debt, should you ever wish to take it! My powers are limited, but I always keep my word..."

So began his babbling...

[richestduck]

"Um, Mr. Von Drake? Sir?" she asked nervously after five minutes of waiting for him to stop talking and shaking her hand.

Scrooge snickered. About time someone else got a taste of that.

[lifesa_witch]

Not needing the poor girl to suffer any longer, Magica reached over and used both hands to clamp Ludwig's beak shut. He blinked, looking quite confused over the interruption. "You all may detest me, but at least I know how to be quiet." She then looked right at Ludwig. "You're going to eat, and you're going to leave, and during that time you will LET OTHER PEOPLE SPEAK, or so help me, Downy or not, I will shove those glasses of yours somewhere unpleasant. YOU'RE A GOD, YOU DON'T EVEN NEED GLASSES."

Ludwig slowly nodded.

[richestduck]

"Praise be to Magica," Scrooge said somewhat sarcastically.

Hortense laughed.

Matilda blushed. "He's not all bad. Just...excitable."

"That's a word for it," Hortense cracked.