Magica De Spell (
lifesa_witch) wrote in
happilyeverbeginning2020-09-16 09:57 pm
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i'm your venus, i'm your fire (magica x scrooge)
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.
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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But let's be real - it was sheer stubbornness on her end that was going to make her agree to the deal. If Scrooge would just sleep with her once...!
She held out her hand. "Deal."
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"... He seemed pleased that I was doing the chores without being told the other day. And he was curious about some of my powers."
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Pot. Kettle.
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Because Hortense was about to drill into Magica's head just what Matilda had been more tactful to say.
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Because the gods took in all the praise and gave very little if anything back. A pious family could literally starve itself to death for the glory of their patron and the god they fervently worshipped wouldn't give a damn.
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This whole family was a bunch of lunatics! But they held no sway over her! She was Magica De Spell, dammit! The ground underneath her shook with her anger, animals backing off, plants tilting away. As with many gods, anger tended to exude plenty of godly magics.
"I will decide what's fair and what's isn't! I am divinity! I am immortal! And there is nothing and no one that can ever strike fear in my heart!"
... Nearby, a tree fell over. And Magica didn't cause it, and she knew it.
"... Aw, phooey."
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A second tree fell over. Whatever it was, it was heading toward them.
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"Who is he?"
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A third three, and then out he walked. Like the other gods the McDucks had met, he had the appearance of an ordinary mortal while exuding the fact he wasn't. He was wearing parts of a soldier's uniform, with a cocky grin and cracking his knuckles, looking around in interest.
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Hortense was Not Impressed. She snorted at the newcomer.
"He looks like a Whiskerville. Same stupid attitude."
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Hearing the noise, Quackmore strutted over, laughing. "Well, well, well! Magica De Spell! I thought I sniffed you around here."
Magica showed a surprising amount of humility, bowing and keeping her voice low. "It's an honor, Quackmore. But I assure you, nothing worth your time is here. I am merely observing my worshippers."
"Mmm, is that right?" He cocked his head, looking at Hortense. "Blessed be your day, pretty thing! I traveled all this way to grace your little town, why not reward me with your finest meats, chop chop."
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Quackmore raised an eyebrow. "Oi, oi, little girl. Do you know who you're talking to?" He looked her up and down. "Still, given what a lovely lass you are, I can overlook a little rudeness..." He leaned in. "How about a kiss on the cheek, eh?"
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And with that, Hortense brought her hand back, formed, a fist, and landed a haymaker on Quackmore's chin.
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DING-DING-DING, K.O.!
She actually sent the man flying a good two or three feet before landing with a heavy THUD on the ground, his twitching legs the only sign he was alive and conscious.
Magica's jaw hung open in abject horror - before grabbing Hortense by the shoulders and shaking her back and forth violently. "DO YOU HAVE ROCKS FOR BRAINS?! That was the GOD OF WAR you just sucker-punched!"
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Quackmore, after a few more bouts of twitching, slowly began to get up...
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"Oi!" she snapped. "Is that the best the big bad God of War can do? A wee little jab from a mortal can send you reeling that easily? Pathetic!"
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