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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[lifesa_witch]

Poe was starting to look positively frightened. Things weren't supposed to go his way! He was supposed to be in control, in power! He sputtered for a response. "You... I... that's..."

Magica, for her part, was enjoying Scrooge ripping her brother apart. Woof.

"What I drink... What I do is none of your affair, McDuck! You'd best stay out of it, if you know what's good for you!" But it was the empty threat of a coward, given how he was clearly inching back to the taxi.

[richestduck]

"Who I do business with is my business, De Spell," Scrooge told him, now toying with the older duck. "Like it or not, you and I have a customer-proprietor business relationship. Annoy me enough, and that relationship can be concluded."

Scrooge lifted his head imperiously, looking towards the taxi driver. The man in the cab looked like he wanted to start laughing his head off. "What's your name?"

"Johnson, sir."

"Mr. Johnson, could you please take this man back to his place of residence swiftly and safely? He's an annoyance but I'll not have McDuck Cabs' good name besmirched by a shoddy job."

"Of course, Mr. McDuck!"

[lifesa_witch]

Poe was clearly furious that his own cab driver was against him. He opened the car door so hard it practically came off. "This is far from over, Magica! Remember your place!"

For once, Magica was barely paying attention to the insults. Her focus was on her gallant knight.

[richestduck]

Scrooge held up a hand to signal the cab driver to wait a moment longer. "Oh. One more thing, Mr. De Spell: Yer rent is due on the first of the month. Not the third and certainly not the fifteenth. This is yer final warning. Have a good evening."

[lifesa_witch]

Poe slammed the door shut.

Magica was shaking again, but this time, it was definitely not out of fear. She'd never seen anyone give her family such a tongue lashing - who would dare? Her thighs were tight together, trying not to throw herself at him.

"You..." She finally managed to mumble, her breath feeling hot. "You didn't have to do that." But boy, was she glad he did.

[richestduck]

"I know, but I wanted tae." He smirked after the cab which sped swiftly but safely away. He made a note of the cab number to make sure the driver received a little bonus for the verbal abuse he was likely to receive from his passenger. "Spoiled brat like that had it coming. He had no right tae speak tae ye like that."

[lifesa_witch]

She had to tighten every muscle in her body to make sure her tail wasn't wagging.

"I just wish there was some way I could... thank you, for being so gallant." Realistically, she knew he wouldn't take up the offer, walk over to the nearest hotel, rent the closest room, and have them "thank" their brains out.

[richestduck]

"Let me take ye home," he said, not realizing how it might sound.

[lifesa_witch]

PLEASE, GODS AND GODDESSES HAVE MERCY -

"I... couldn't... take up more of your kindness."

[richestduck]

"Oh, it's no trouble at all. Besides, Launchpad'll get us there quicker than anyone else possibly could. I'd feel better knowing ye made it back home without running into that pitiful excuse for a brother again."

[lifesa_witch]

Thankfully, the name drop of Scrooge's chauffer did bring some much needed ice water to Magica's loins. While she wasn't personally familiar with the man, she'd heard what the kind buffoon was like, so she doubted she'd climb on top of Scrooge while the driver was around. A small mercy.

"Well, if you insist, I suppose it'd be rude to decline."

[richestduck]

"Give me just a minute to call him then."

He reached into his pocket for his flip phone, opening it up and dialing. He held the phone to his ear.

"Launchpad, slight change in plans. We'll be dropping off Magica at her home." He paused, frowning. "Say that again and I'll dock yer pay. Just get here as soon as ye can."

[lifesa_witch]

Magica raised her eyebrows. "What did he say?"

[richestduck]

Scrooge snapped the phone closed, his cheeks a touch pinker than before. "A bunch of nonsense."

[lifesa_witch]

Cute~. Magica smirked, sidling up to him. "All we shared tonight, and that's what you can't tell me?"

[richestduck]

Scrooge blushed a darker shade of pink. "Launchpad's just being ridiculous. It's nothing for you to worry about."

[lifesa_witch]

"I let you have all my dessert." She reminded him and lightly traced a finger up and down his arm. "You can't tell me one little thing?"

[richestduck]

"We-well, I -- "

SCREEEEEEEECH! Never had the squealing of tires and the smell of burnt rubber seemed so heavenly before.

The limo drifted into the parking lot, stopping precisely in front of them, leaving a few skid marks on the nice clean pavement.

Launchpad hopped out and came around, opening the door to let them in. "Hi, Mr. McDee! Mr. McDee's friend!"

Scrooge sighed as he motioned for Magica to go first. "Just tell him the address, Magica."

[lifesa_witch]

Tch! Still, it was probably for the best. She offered a hand to shake for Launchpad, introducing herself. "Magica De Spell. Charmed, I'm sure."

She gave him the address before climbing inside, smoothing down her dress.

[richestduck]

"Launchpad McQuack at your service! Nice to meet you!" He gave her hand a hearty shake before letting her climb inside.

Scrooge climbed in after her, Launchpad shutting the door behind him.

The driver ran around to his door.

"Take it slow, Launchpad. We've both had an excellent dinner, and she's not used to your driving."

"You got it, Mr. McDee!"

Of course, Launchpad's slow was everybody else's normal driving speed. A bit dull but at least Scrooge had company in the backseat.

Only for Launchpad to "help" by playing whatever mix CD he'd put together and the first song crooning "It's a daaaaaaate~" into the backseat.

Scrooge groaned, reaching up to lower his top hat over his face. "I'm docking your pay."

[lifesa_witch]

This really was the best night ever. Magica bit down on her lip to keep from giggling.

"I take it all your... other meetings, usually don't end this way?" She teased.

[richestduck]

"No," he groaned, wondering if he should redirect Launchpad to drop Magica off before sending them both flying off the pier and into the bay.

[lifesa_witch]

"That's a shame. I'm still having a delightful time." She mused, laying her head on his shoulder.

[richestduck]

"Even with...this?" he asked, daring to take a peek at her.

"It's a daaaaaaaaaate!" the song chimed in again.

[lifesa_witch]

"Even with this." She repeated, amazed but not surprised Scrooge wasn't getting the hint.