You are lost in the trance / Of another Arabian night (dumb duck trio)

[lifesa_witch]

The plan seemed simple - perhaps too simple, but then, these were simple ducks.

The Sultan was well known for many things, but as far as the nefarious twins were concerned, the only important things to know about the wise and respected Sultan was that he was 1) rich and 2) alone. No one knew for sure why he'd never taken a wife, a concubine, or a harem. But he was getting up there in years, and surely he longed for the pleasures of the flesh. What man didn't?

And there could be no one more pleasurable than the Spell twins!

Poe was the one to memorize the Sultan's walks and pathways, whereas Magica laid the foundation of the trap in the marketplace. On one bright, humid day, the plan was set into motion.

"Dirty little street rat!"

The sound of a slap pierced through the normally busy marketplace. A young maiden fell to the ground, clutching her sore cheek, and her identical brother was there within seconds to hold and console her. An older man ranted and berated at them, shaking his knife at them, calling them every name under the same... as Magica knew he would.

In any other circumstance, Magica would have defended herself, and Poe would have hacked at the remains. But the play for the day? A pair of helpless, sniveling, yet incredibly beautiful victims. Woe is them. whoever could save them now?

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[richestduck]

Scrooge had his own reasons for not taking on a lover of any kind. Most of them revolved around the fact that he was usually only flirted with for his money and power. Who would ever care about Scrooge when they could have the Sultan?

One thing he didn't tolerate however was those abusing the weak.

"Is there a problem?" he asked, his tone cool.

[lifesa_witch]

Target acquired. After a nod from Poe, Magica upped the "boo-hoo"ing into her brother's chest, as he tried to shush her and pet her hair.

The merchant was so angry, he didn't even realize who had addressed him, still waving his makeshift weapon at the twins. "This little brat tried to steal from me! I'll have your hand for that!"

"I... I said I was sorry!" Magica cried - even though she hadn't. She'd been antagonizing the shopkeeper for a week now, and the bubble burst just in time.

"Please, don't hurt her!" Poe begged, keeping his twin close. "If you must punish someone, let it be me, she's my responsibility!"

[richestduck]

"Did she succeed in taking anything?" Scrooge asked, eyeing the pair carefully.

He wasn't a fan of thieves. Still the pair looked like they were desperate. Desperation could prompt otherwise sensible people to do unsavory things.

[lifesa_witch]

And they'd done their best to look as desperate as they could - without taking away their beauty too much. Ragged clothing exposing the right areas, for example, and thin meals to promote slimness.

"No," the shopkeeper groused. "But once a thief, always a thief! Rats like this should be exterminated the moment they're caught!"

"I... I was just so hungry!" Boo hoo. Sniffle sniffle.
"Yes, sister, I know... you can have my meal tonight, I promise!" Weep weep.

[richestduck]

"Probably for the best that I'm the one who decides who's executed and not you," Scrooge said bluntly.

He waited, wondering if the man would finally recognize him. Honestly, Scrooge might be a wealthy man but he dressed rather modestly. Particularly when he'd "slipped his leash" and took a stroll outside the palace.

[lifesa_witch]

The man stopped, and finally got a good look at the newcomer - and dropped his knife in shock. "S-Sultan!" He stammered, backing up and starting to pale. "I... I meant no offense...!"

With Scrooge distracted, Poe casually leaned over and ripped his sister's sleeve. She gave him an annoyed look, but his expression was telling - "Let him see the goods". She rolled her eyes and quickly went back into her role.

"Now I've dragged our great Sultan into this disaster! I can't bear the shame!"
"Oh, Magica, please don't weep so...!"

[richestduck]

Laying it on a bit thick. Scrooge wasn't naive on that point. Likely they'd recognized him and saw an opportunity.

He raised a hand to the shopkeeper, motioning for him to calm. "I'll take care of them. In the meantime, you take care of your shop." He then gestured to the twins. "You two, come with me."

[lifesa_witch]

Perfect! Everything was going according to plan!

Poe "helped" his sister to his feet, wiping away her crocodile tears. "As you wish, sire."

Magica continued to play innocent. "What do you wish of us, Sultan?"

[richestduck]

"I told you: You're coming with me. Now follow or you can deal with the consequences of attempting to steal from someone else."

And with that, Scrooge started to walk away.

[lifesa_witch]

With his back turned, he likely wouldn't see the twins grinning at each other. They were going to live on easy street from here on out! The dirty old man would treat them like precious jewels, and they'd never have to work another day in their lives - all in exchange for spreading their legs every so often. A fair trade, as they saw it.

They pushed down their glee and followed along, speaking in unison. "As our Sultan commands!"

[richestduck]

Scrooge led the way back to the palace, the guards straightening up as they saw him. He gave them nods of acknowledgement, making his way into the palace.

"Duckworth."

The majordomo appeared as if by magic. "You called, sir?"

"I need you and Beakley to meet me in my office."

"Of course." Duckworth eyed the duo, already knowing what the sultan had in mind.

Scrooge glanced at the twins. "Come."

His office where he took care of the matters of the kingdom was filled with books and paperwork. Managing a kingdom was about more than just sitting on the throne, after all.

[lifesa_witch]

They paid no mind to what they saw as a servant - a concubine would be treated much better than that, so why acknowledge him? Besides, they needed to focus on the next phase - the sultry poses in the bedroom, spreading out on the sheets, making good use of the pillows...

... Which is why they wore mirror looks of confusion when they entered what appeared to be an office space. What were they doing here? ... Maybe he just had odd ideas of pleasure, they could work with that.

"We owe you a great deal of gratitude, o Sultan." Poe said with a sweeping bow.
"Indeed... however can we... repay you?" Magica asked, crossed arms under her bust, the innuendo so obvious even the deaf, dumb and blind would have noticed.

[richestduck]

"I'm glad you asked," Scrooge said, smirking as he went to sit down at his desk. "Now then, first things first: What are your names?"

[lifesa_witch]

"I am Magica De Spell." A faint little curtsy, before gesturing to her brother. "And this is my brother, Poe."

Another flourishing, overly dramatic bow. Even though Magica had done most of the pretend bawling, he was clearly just as theatric. "It's a pleasure and an honor."

[richestduck]

"Excellent." Scrooge looked up as the door opened to reveal Duckworth and Beakley. "Perfect timing as always. These are Magica and Poe De Spell. Please see that they're fed and cleaned up. They'll be working here from now on."

"Yes, Your Majesty," the two servants said, Beakley smirking slightly in amusement.

[lifesa_witch]

The twins, again, exchanged a confused look, before seemingly "understanding" in a nod. He wants his playthings nice and clean before having his fun! That makes sense!

Mutual gestures of gratitude follow, still believing their plan was flawless. "Thank you, Your Majesty."

[richestduck]

Scrooge reached up to pick up the quill pen, flipping open the ink pot before dipping the quill in. Nothing too elaborate, just one of his own feathers that had fallen out during a previous molt. He then started in on the papers in front of him.

Taking that for the dismissal it was, Duckworth said, "Follow me."

It was said without any sort of deference. The twins might think that they were guests of honor, but Duckworth and Beakley knew better.

[lifesa_witch]

The twins walked out with the servants, and soon believed they would also be giving these lesser ones orders. Magica and Poe held hands, smiling, but trying not to give off a "too happy" vibe - no need for these fools to realize the plan, even though it'd gone by so far without a hitch.

Fancy dresses! Lavish meals! Jewels, gold, the entire kingdom in the palm of their hand! It was no less than they deserved!

[richestduck]

As ordered, they were given baths. However, they weren't anything fancy: simple soap and water. The meal was filly and delicious but also fairly simple fare.

And the clothes...well, it probably would be seen as an insult for a concubine but perfect for hard work in the palace.

[lifesa_witch]

Simple soap and water? ... Well, maybe day one was an exception - he'd probably want to bathe with them after today, hohoho. A simple meal? Maybe he needed time to set up proper meals, a grand feast after their first time making love. Average clothes? They only just got there, and Scrooge must have needed time to order and tailor proper clothes for his toys. This was all just the hurdles of a first day!

Nothing to worry about. This was fine.

[richestduck]

"Now that you two are presentable," Duckworth began, "I will assess what skills you possess and determine where you shall be placed among the staff."

Beakley waited with amusement, wondering how the twins would react.

[lifesa_witch]

"Skills? Assess?" Magica repeated, an eyebrow quirked. "What in the world do you two peons need to know?"

Poe waved a dismissive hand. "For the Sultan's health, no doubt. They need to make sure we aren't diseased and sickly..."

"And, what, that we know what to do in bed?"

"Now now, sister. While most men adore the idea of virginity, the truth is that experience counts."

[richestduck]

Beakley and Duckworth shared a bemused look, one of the rare times they were in sync.

Beakley said flatly, "You aren't going to be the sultan's concubines. You're to be two more of his servants. And we're your superiors, not peons."

[lifesa_witch]

There was a long beat of silence before Magica angrily asked "Excuse me?" but, oddly enough, it didn't seem directed at the servants - she was looking at Poe.

Poe was sweating bullets, trying not to look at his angry twin. "I... believe there's been a misunderstanding. Surely the Sultan wouldn't just take us in to be your average little worker. I know full well he doesn't randomly grab citizens off the streets to be under his employee."

[richestduck]

"Oh, there's no misunderstanding. The sultan believes in giving employment to those who are desperate, let them earn a living instead of stealing it," Beakley said, thoroughly amused. "The alternative, of course, is being put back out on the street where he won't be so generous the next time you're caught."