he was a sk8ter boi she said see you later boy (scrooge x magica)

[lifesa_witch]

 If Magica's older brother had actually been on time to pick her up from school for once, she would have been stunned. With the building almost completely empty at this hour, Magica continued playing on her phone, sitting on a bench outside. She could have easily waited for a bus or called a cab, but truth be told she was in no rush to get home. She hated her home. She hated her family. There was very little she didn't hate.

Still, it was getting a little chilly, and at this rate her phone would soon be dead. She sighed, contemplating calling Poe, but knowing it'd make little difference. He'd get there... eventually, if he didn't have another DUI wreckage on the way there.

She shook her head, trying to dispel her thoughts and concentrate on the phone, keeping up to date on the latest trends and fashions, like a good De Spell was supposed to. As such, she was oblivious to any company that was heading her way.

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[richestduck]

He opened up the menu and winced at the prices on reflex. "Quite a bit of money at that. Still, if you recommend her food that highly, it'll be well worth it."

He hoped.

"Besides, I have something to actually celebrate tonight: The Bin's coming along quite nicely and the house should be finished within the next three weeks."

[lifesa_witch]

Magica nodded, using the third nod to gesture her head towards the bay. "I saw the construction... it's quite impressive. I imagine once it's finally finished, it'll be all anyone talks about for a long time."

[richestduck]

"Oh, aye. That and all the delivery trucks that will be heading to it."

Honestly, it'd be nice to have all of his little trinkets under two roofs: the Bin and his mansion's.

"It's to be the main headquarters of McDuck Enterprises. I can't wait to get out of that downtown office."

[lifesa_witch]

Well, when he phrased it like that...

"What'll be the big differences between the offices?"

[richestduck]

"The Bin's to my specifications from the ground up. It'll be my home away from home," he told her with a casual shrug. "Besides, it'll be nice to have everything in its proper place."

[lifesa_witch]

"You're probably going to be asked for a lot of interviews about the new office and all the new touches." She pointed out. "Hope you enjoy attention."

A waiter silently offered freshly baked bread, which was delicious as it was filling.

[richestduck]

"Bah. Let them ask, they'll get the bare minimum," Scrooge said with a snort. "The Bin's not meant to be easily-accessed. That's what the downtown office is for."

[lifesa_witch]

"Security is going to be to-notch and beyond the bold, I see." Magica smiled, amused. "Solicitors beware, paparazzi banned, and let's see... graffiti artists shot on sight?" She teased.

[richestduck]

"The end of the bridge will have its own security checkpoint, and it'll be the primary way of reaching the Bin." Scrooge casually looked over the menu. "Honestly, some of the plans put Fort Knox to shame in terms of security."

[lifesa_witch]

"At what point does this become bragging?" She teased a little before ordering - seafood pasta, but just water to drink. She didn't want a repeat of that one night and getting drunk on him.

[richestduck]

"A man's allowed to brag a little about his collection, isn't he?" Scrooge teased back, deliberately dangling a hint in front of her.

[lifesa_witch]

This was supposed to be business, not flirting. She should get him back on track.

Soon. Eventually. At some point.

"That is sounding more like an invitation." Magica giggled, waving her hand. "Go ahead, let it out."

[richestduck]

"I've picked up quite a few trinkets in my travels. Plus I get to have another place I can keep all my favorite people safe," Scrooge said with a grin.

[lifesa_witch]

"You sound like a proud Papa keeping an eye on all his children." She playfully stuck her tongue out. "The clan that stays together, slays together."

[richestduck]

He stuck his tongue back out at her. "They're as much members of my clan as my blood kin are in my eyes. They took my little dream and made it a far greater reality than I'd hoped."

[lifesa_witch]

"Little dream, nothing. I think you went above and beyond even your open expectations, and you still keep growing. I don't think anything now could ever stop Scrooge McDuck."

'Yeesh, just declare yourself present of his fan club, why don't you', Magica thought to herself. She supposed it was a little late to start having any shame about it now.

[richestduck]

"If I have anything to say about it, there won't be," he said proudly. "However, now that I've got the required bragging out of the way, I suppose we should move on to my little proposal for you."

[lifesa_witch]

Magica had totally forgotten the original reason for there being here, so Scrooge's wording threw her off completely. Totally and utterly completely.

"P-P-Proposal?! She smattered, her face starting to redden.

[richestduck]

"Aye. I'm not suggesting a merger, mind," Scrooge said, holding up his hand to stave off what he thought was an immediate rejection. "Just a partnership."

[lifesa_witch]

"W-wait, I uh, that is, of course, b-but, um...!"

Hang on, hang on, hang on! She wanted them to reconnect with romance, but that was really fast! He didn't even have a ring! Unless, did he? Or did he want her to choose one? She'd always like something with a black pearl, rather symbolic and all that, and perhaps instead of a church they could use the castle -

Wait a minute. Merger.

This was about the book.

She'd never been both so relieved and disappointed at the same time.

"... Ah. Right. That thing."

[richestduck]

"Aye. That thing," he said with amusement, not realizing how she'd mistaken his words. "McDuck Publishing gets a lot of manuscripts. I thought that perhaps some of the ones that are outside the norm could be passed along to Amelia Publishing to see if they can make something of those books. Similarly to our current deal with the manuscript but as an ongoing agreement."

[lifesa_witch]

Magica inhaled deeply. Right, this was about business. Personal feelings, including flirtatious ones, had to be set aside. Deep exhale. Business mode... on.

"We do have a wide variety of indie books. Not all of them are best sellers, but we do try to encourage diversity and uniqueness. I don't see why McDuck Publishing can't lend a hand there."

[richestduck]

"If nothing else, it'll help spread word about Amelia Publishing to aspiring authors. Don't get me wrong, you're a very successful company, but I imagine you could always do with more business." Scrooge rolled his shoulders in a shrug. "At the very least, it'll take some of the load off of my own editors. We get thousands of submissions a day and there's no enough editors to give them attention. There are likely bestsellers slipping through the cracks that don't think outside of the massive publishing houses."

[lifesa_witch]

Magica nodded, not insulted in the least. "Of course, of course. These days, people only see two options - self publishing, or going right to the big hitter, and are blind to any other ways. Sometimes being as powerful as you has its disadvantages, huh?"

... A little harmless flirting. Little. Itty bitty.

[richestduck]

"Just a few," he admitted.

Was she flirting with him? Had he just flirted back? Oh, perhaps this dinner had been a mistake...

"But honestly it's like I'm trying to perform surgery with an axe. You're the seasoned hand with the scalpel."

...Crap, that was dangerously close to a flirt.