The Lounge was spacious with a large dance floor surrounded by tables and booths along the walls with plush and comfy-looking red velvet seats. To one side was a stage with a pair of singers and a full orchestral band playing 'Fly Me to the Moon'.
When they saw Scrooge, Magica and Poe, Brigitta and Rosolio enthusiastically waived them over to the table where they sat. "I'm so glad you could make it!" Brigitta squealed. "Ah, it's been a while Magica, good to see you." Rosolio's greeting was so platonic Magica was slightly stunned, she never thought she'd see the day he wasn't calling her some obnoxious pet name and insisting that she was his fiancée. "Good to see you two Rosolio. So, Brigitta said you two are kind of a… thing now?" Rosolio nodded and took Brigitta's hand. "Yes, we're getting there now." He chuckled.
Brigitta then looked at Poe. "Oh, I don't believe we got the chance to meet properly last time… I'm Brigitta MacBridge, an old friend of Scrooge's." She extended a hand to Poe. "And I am Poe DeSpell, Magica's twin brother. It's nice to meet you properly this time." He shook her hand with a laugh. "I didn't know you had a twin!" Magica laughed. "I do, and I swear we're nothing alike!" Poe rolled his eyes. "I hope you all don't mind having an extra." "Of course not!" Brigitta chirped. "The more the merrier Poe! Besides we haven't really gotten to speak in so long, it will be fun to catch up." Rosolio added.
Once they were all seated and had placed their orders Scrooge and Magica asked the question that had been plaguing them since Brigitta first told them she and Rosolio were seeing each other. "So how did you two become a thing?" Magica asked as she took a bite of her lobster. "Yes, how did that come about?" Scrooge added as he sipped his water. "Well after that… unfortunate event I decided to just stay here in Duckburg for a while," Rosolio explained between bites of his steak. "I figured I should just give you your space and take some time to come to terms with things." Magica nodded. "That's surprisingly thoughtful, for you." "Yes, well anyway, Brigitta offered to show me around since I was new here and well…" Rosolio blushed. "Things just sort of, clicked." Brigitta finished, also blushing and taking a sip of her water.
Magica leaned over to Scrooge. "They're so cute it's almost nauseating." She whispered to him. He softly chuckled. "And just what are you two whispering about over there?" Brigitta asked teasingly. "Nothing, nothing at all Brigitta." Scrooge said as he and Magica straightened up and returned to their food.
As the evening progressed, they enjoyed the delicious food and good conversation but Scrooge and Magica began to notice they were slowly being ganged up on as the topics always seemed to find a way to lead to teasing or insinuations about their relationship. Poe, Rosolio and Brigitta all seemed to be determined to find ways to point out that they looked good together, that they seemed to be enjoying each other's company, that they really were a couple.
"Hello! And just who might you be?" Magica turned to the voice behind her to see a young, lanky parrot with a mobile phone in his hand, clearly, he was doing something with it while talking to her, though his eyes were completely glued to her while his fingers tapped and flicked away on the screen. "Magica DeSpell…" She answered slowly, eyeing this newcomer suspiciously. "Nice to make your acquaintance…and I'm sure you've heard of me." He answered boldly. "No. Should I have?" She responded flatly. He looked shocked. "You don't know who I am? You've never heard of me?!"
Scrooge snickered as he just gawked in shock at Magica. "Again, no. Is there any reason I should know who you are?" "Well surely, you've heard of my company, Waddle; I'm the founder and CEO Mark Beaks!" He said, regaining some of his bluster. "What now?" He was stunned. "Wow, I guess you're just not much into the tech world, are you?" "No, I'm not. Now if you don't mind-" He finally noticed Scrooge snickering beside her. "Of course, you're hanging out with McDuck so that would explain a lot. Look, I can show you a much better time than that geezer, you and I would be so buzzworthy we would break the net!"
Scrooge nearly died right there as Magica just looked blankly at Beaks. "I have absolutely no idea what you just said." Beaks glared at Scrooge as he finished wheezing. "You'd better just move along Beaks, she's not your type." "And what makes you say that? Just look at her! She'd look great on my profile!" "Because, she's an old friend of mine and we go way back if get my meaning." Beaks' expression quickly went from annoyed to disgusted. "Do you mean I've been flirting with an old lady? EW!" Scrooge once again died of laughter while Magica gave Beaks a look that could kill.
Poe leaned over to Scrooge. "Do you think one of us should step in before she hurts him?" Scrooge wiped a tear from his eye. "No way; to begin with even I wouldn't dare mess with her when she's that angry and furthermore, he's so obnoxious I can't deny he deserves whatever he gets." Scrooge responded as they watched Magica get up and punch him square in the beak, knocking him to the floor.
SMACK! The room fell silent after she hit him; aside from the long, soft squeal of Mark Beaks sliding across the floor from the force of Magica's punch. She wouldn't admit it but, she may have used him to vent her frustrations just a little.
Once he'd stopped moving, he got to his feet and bolted from the building, still tapping and swiping on the screen of his phone with one hand while holding his beak with other.
Magica sat back down gracefully and resumed eating her lobster. Scrooge was still snickering, Brigitta and Rosolio were stunned and Poe just looked disappointed. "What?" She asked, noting their expressions. "Was that really necessary?" Brigitta asked cautiously, suddenly glad she hadn't invoked such wrath from Magica during the engagement fiasco. "Yes, that seemed a little… excessive…" Rosolio added. "You heard what he said; and he was so loud the whole room heard it! He deserved it." Poe just shook his head. "That was so unladylike." Magica just rolled her eyes. "Whoever said Magica was a lady?" Scrooge snickered. She shot him a look. "Can you stop laughing at me now?!" "I'm sorry," Scrooge said between giggles.
"I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing because I agree with you!" "What?" "He completely deserved it; he's pretentious and obnoxious and has caused me plenty of trouble. I could never do that myself so I'm glad you did." He explained and Magica found herself laughing a little as well. "Happy to help." "Suddenly I feel we may be creating monsters here." Poe mumbled to himself as he watched them.
Then something entirely unexpected happened; Goldie came striding in and quickly grabbed a seat at the table. "Hello Scroogie, I hope I'm not interrupting anything…" She looked around at everyone, observing that she'd clearly barged in on some sort of a date; Scrooge and Magica sitting together on side of the table, Brigitta and Rosolio on the opposite side with Poe at the left side and now her on the right. "No, not really. What brings you here Goldie?" Scrooge asked, offering her a spare glass of water that the waiter had brought earlier.
She took a sip. "I'm in a bit of bind actually." She said, setting the glass back on the table. "What happened?" Brigitta asked. "Well, I had received an invitation to some party that Glomgold was throwing tonight, something about celebrating his recent acquisition of an artifact from those new ruins…" Scrooge raised an eyebrow. "But he didn't even go to those ruins before they collapsed." Goldie sighed. "I know that… now. Turns out he had set a trap for me… he tricked me into going on a date with him!" She fumed. Scrooge and the others all laughed. "Let me guess, you planned to steal the artifact, didn't you?" Scrooge asked through his laughter. Goldie scowled. "Yes, and probably would've either gotten a pretty penny for it or just given it to you."
Soon the laughter died down and the small talk resumed for a while. Magica again felt that fire lit that she'd felt when Goldie showed up at the engagement party but took some comfort in the fact that she was seated between them so she could have some influence on the situation if she felt it necessary. Of course, this would just prove her point to Poe that Scrooge was much more interested in Goldie than her.
Scrooge felt bad for Goldie and they all realized she'd ditched Glomgold and was trying hide from him but still, part of him felt a little annoyed at the interruption. He had been hoping to spend the evening enjoying the double date and the time with Magica before she left; somehow, he just knew that she wouldn't come back and he couldn't help wanting to avoid that for just a little longer. In fact, he was beginning to think that he should muster up the courage to just tell her how he felt before she left… after all, if what he'd heard her and Poe saying before they left was true then she did feel the same way didn't she?
"Ah-ha! There you are!" They heard Glomgold shout from across the room. "Oh, fiddlesticks! Quick, Scrooge dance with me!" Goldie jumped up and before he knew what was happening Scrooge found himself being dragged out on to the dance floor. "Well I guess that's that." Poe said, sipping his water. Magica just sat and watched as Scrooge and Goldie started dancing, feeling a mixture of disappointment and irritation. 'How dare she interrupt our date and try to steal him away like this!... Not that this was a real date or really meant anything… but still!' The thoughts ran through her mind.
Then Glomgold took Scrooge's seat. "Stupid McDuck! Stealing MY date!" He fumed. Magica just briefly glanced at him as she sipped her water. "What about Goldie?" She asked. "Ah, she's been playing hard to get with me for years; I think she's about ready give in; if McDuck would just stay out of the way!" They all choked back laughter; Glomgold was in either very deep denial or very deep delusion and either way he wasn't getting anywhere with Goldie. As she looked back up and eyed Scrooge and Goldie, a wicked idea occurred to Magica.
"Say Flintheart, has it ever occurred to you that maybe you're coming on too strong, a bit desperate even?" She asked, her voice taking on a more dangerous and sultry tone. "Oh no…" Poe muttered, seeing the glint in his sister's eyes and knowing that she was probably about to open a can of worms and ruin everything. Of course, maybe that was her intention, to ruin everything so she wouldn't have to face up to her feelings for Scrooge. "What are you getting at DeSpell?" Glomgold eyed her skeptically. She gingerly swirled her water. "I'm just saying that maybe you should take a different approach, maybe make her realize that if she keeps playing hard to get then she won't get anywhere." His expression lightened with understanding.
"I think I see what you're getting at." He said. She looked at him with a bit of mischief in her dark eyes. "Good, shall we dance then?" She asked, extending her hand. He quickly took it. "Yes, let's!" They then went out on to the dance floor just as the band started to play 'Save the Last Dance for Me'. "What just happened? Did she just use him?" Brigitta asked, slightly confused. Poe sighed. "Yes, she has just played the poor chump." "Like a fiddle." Rosolio added. "Oh dear, this can't end well, and after all we've done to push them together." Brigitta took a drink of her water and they all just sat back to watch the impending disaster unfold.
Scrooge and Goldie danced and swayed to the music, him looking a bit distracted and her knowing exactly why. Just as she was about say something to him about Magica she saw his expression change from mildly distracted to altogether annoyed. "Scroogie? Is something wrong?" She followed his gaze and saw just what was wrong, Magica was dancing with Glomgold; and they looked like they were having a good time.
Goldie knew only too well that bothered Scrooge. After all, he and Magica had come together on a date so of course one could argue the principle of the matter; She was Scrooge's date and he was hers but Goldie knew that it was more than that.
She'd known for a long time that Scrooge harbored feelings for the witch, ever since one of his Christmas parties several years back. She had secretly intended to take one his recently acquired treasures off his hands while he mingled with his guests and she saw it when she snuck into the money bin; the Moonquartz prominently displayed beside old number one. She had learned about Moonquartz from a young apprentice sorcerer she'd met once so she knew immediately what it had to mean and who it had to be from. She also had noticed that he no longer had her picture on his desk and knew right then and there that had moved on and was well and truly over her; which was all for the best as she'd realized long before he had that they just wouldn't work, although that didn't mean it still didn't sting a little. True, she'd thought at the time that he was nuts for developing a crush on Magica DeSpell but now however, she could see that the idea wasn't so crazy after all.
Goldie was promptly pulled out of her thoughts as their pace quickened and she was completely caught off guard by what happened next.
Magica and Glomgold were dancing and neither one could keep their eyes off Scrooge and Goldie for more than a few moments. "Argh, she's not even looking!" Glomgold fumed. "No, she seems a bit to focused on someone else." Magica remarked icily. "And what about you? You should pay more attention to where you're puttin' your feet." He scoffed. "Oh, I'm sorry." She said sarcastically as she stepped on his foot again. "Hey! Don't forget this was your idea DeSpell!" "Well clearly it's not working." She scoffed. "What? You want McDuck to come sweep you off your feet? Is that why you keep staring at him with goo-goo eyes?" "Shut Up Flintheart!" Magica spat as he laughed at her. "As if that would happen, he's too busy trying to-Oof!"
Suddenly, there was a brief moment of chaos as Scrooge and Goldie spun into Glomgold and Magica and the next thing Magica knew she was dancing with Scrooge and Goldie had been left with Glomgold. "What just happened?" Glomgold asked in confusion. "I think I've just been dumped!" Goldie laughed, watching Scrooge take off across the floor with Magica. She sighed. "Well come on then Flinty, let's go sit down." She said, walking to table where Brigitta, Rosolio and Poe where watching and equally stunned at the unexpected turn of events.
"Well, I'd say old Scroogie seems to be rather bold tonight." Poe chuckled. "Yes, I'd say so." Goldie agreed. "So, wait, he does like DeSpell?" Glomgold asked, still very much out of the loop. "Oh, he doesn't just like her Flinty." Goldie giggled. "Are you okay with that?" Brigitta asked. "I mean, I know you were the most serious with Scrooge, more so even than me…" Goldie just smiled, a bittersweet smile. "It was so serious he actually proposed to me once…" She said. "What!?" Brigitta gasped. "Uh-huh. I turned him down." "WHAT?!" Brigitta gasped again. "I can't deny there were fireworks there but… we wouldn't have worked. I honestly can't see that we could have ever made a marriage work. Of course, he didn't realize that at first. Not for a while I don't think."
Goldie sighed as she recalled her past with Scrooge. "It might have been all rosy at first but I really don't think it would have lasted; we're just too competitive with each other, that's not something that makes for a solid commitment like marriage." "So, then you're really okay with him being interested in someone else?" Brigitta asked again. She nodded. "Of course, I am. I want Scroogie to be happy and I could see it that night at their engagement party; he's head-over heels and I could never compete with her, nor do I want to. Surprisingly, they complement each other well." She giggled. "Now I feel even worse; you're handling it so graciously and I acted like a complete fool." Brigitta sighed. "We all handle things differently, besides it's all water under the bridge now so don't worry about it." Goldie said reassuringly.
As they watched Magica and Scrooge an idea came to Poe and he grinned mischievously. "You know, I think they need the mood to be properly set and I think 'Something Stupid' would do it quite nicely." "Ooh, would you mind if I join you?" Goldie asked, catching on to his plan. "Please do." He replied as they stood. The others just looked at them quizzically. "Wait, what do you mean 'something stupid'?" Brigitta asked as they headed for the stage.
Poe and Goldie spoke to the band leader and the singers for a moment and procured permission to hijack the stage for a number. Poe used his magic to position a stool and borrowed a guitar from one the band members. He got up on the stool, leaning his crutches against it and tuned the guitar while Goldie positioned the mics. Then he began to play and the band followed their lead as they both started to sing.
"I know I stand in line until you think you have the time to spend an evening with me. And if we go someplace to dance, I know there's a chance you won't be leaving with me." Their voices harmonized perfectly as he strummed the guitar and the band played along. "And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place to have a drink or two. And then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid like 'I love you'" They crooned.
"So, what was that Scroogie?" Magica asked as they danced. "What? I just figured you didn't want to dance with Glomgold." She gave a sly grin. "But I was the one who asked him to dance." "Well then do you want to go dance with him again?" He looked mildly annoyed and Magica couldn't help softly giggling. "Not really." She snuggled against him as they swayed to the music, deciding to just enjoy the rest of the evening, especially now that she was dancing with Scrooge.
To heck with it, she was enjoying being on a date with him and couldn't help but be absolutely amused at how he'd come out of nowhere and swept her away from Glomgold, leaving Goldie to deal with him. She honestly didn't even care when she heard her brother singing, even though she knew exactly what he was up to. She'd made up her mind to stop fighting it, at least for tonight. Scrooge seemed to be perfectly fine with spending the evening dancing with her so why not?
Scrooge knew he shouldn't let it bother him so much, he knew that realistically he was being completely foolish but, Magica seemed perfectly fine dancing with him and in all honestly, she seemed specifically happy that he'd pulled her away from Glomgold and abandoned Goldie to him. While he did feel a bit guilty about that he couldn't deny that he preferred dancing with Magica. He found himself taking the opportunity to admire her in her dress as he spun her; it fit just right and she looked stunning in it.
The more he thought about it, the more he looked at her, Scrooge knew he needed to tell her how he felt. Even if it was crazy, he felt more and more strongly that he needed to just take the chance that he'd heard them right when he had stood outside her door earlier; he'd intended to knock and ask if Magica was ready but then heard her talking to Poe and felt he shouldn't interrupt. But he could swear he'd heard her say how she felt about him; that she loved him. The very idea sent his mind spinning and his heart into his throat but if it was true… He needed to know and the only way to find out was to ask her, to tell her how he felt. If he was wrong; well it wouldn't be the first time he'd had his heart broken and at least he could get any ideas about her out of his head.
After one last slow dance Scrooge decided it was a good enough time to leave. "Magica…" He whispered. She had rested her chin on his shoulder and her beak in his neck feathers while they danced to the slow song and reluctantly pulled away just enough to look him in the eyes. "What?" "Let's go home now. Come on." He pulled away, taking her by the hand and leading her outside where he hailed a cab. "Why are we leaving?" She asked, trying to hide the remnants of the comfortable daze slow dancing with him and put her in. "Because we need to talk, alone." He said softly. Now she was fully back to reality. What did he want to talk about and why did he sound so… could it be? Could it be possible that Poe was right?!
Magica's mind spun a hundred miles an hour as she took in Scrooge's expression and tone of voice, recalling her brother's words from earlier and now that she was paying more attention Scrooge looked… positively twitterpated and nervous!
They both sat awkwardly silent on the ride back to the mansion and when they'd arrived everyone had already gone to bed. Scrooge looked at the grandfather clock in the foyer as Magica took off her heels so as to be quiet when she walked further in to the house. "It's almost midnight already, I didn't realize how late it had gotten." Scrooge whispered as he took her by the hand and led her to the library.
Once inside he lit the fireplace and stoked it's flames for a moment before turning back to Magica and taking her hand again. "Magica," He swallowed hard, trying to choke down his nerves. He could almost laugh at himself, nervous like a young man confessing first love. "What?" She asked, trying to hide her own nervousness. "I… I have feelings for you." He finally said. She swallowed hard now. "Well, of course you do Scroogie, I have feelings for you too…" She started, trying to keep a grip on herself and the situation; fear starting corrupt her judgement.
She looked away from him so she could focus on her words. "Hatred, loathing, detestation…" She moved away from him, still with her back to him, feeling absolutely stupid. He could hear the slight nervous quiver in her voice and suspected that she was trying to avoid the subject; somehow, he couldn't think of anything other than how she was actually kind of cute when she was this nervous. Actually, seeing her that nervous, as nervous if not more nervous than him, made him feel a bit better.
"No, I think you know exactly what I mean Magica… those aren't the feelings I'm talking about, not that I haven't loathed and detested you at times." He chuckled, grinning at her nervous reaction. Now Magica knew she was going to have a hard time dealing with this situation. He was trying to confess his feelings for her and now he was starting to sport that stupid, smug and teasing grin that was so infuriating, so annoying, and so utterly attractive. She slowly took a step back, trying to put some distance between them so she could try to get her head together. "I think you're crazy McDuck." She muttered as he took a step closer. She took a few more steps back, trying to keep some distance between them.
She wasn't just nervous, Magica was actually a little scared. He could see it in her eyes, along with the hope and excitement hiding behind the fear and apprehension. In that moment he knew he had to have heard right, knew how she felt about him. Scrooge felt his nerves relax as he became more certain about the situation. "Magica, I do believe I've fallen in love with you and I think you love me too." She froze for a moment; a mixture of panic and joy washing over her. He continued. "That is true isn't it? I know I shouldn't have been eavesdropping but-"
She tried to speak but all words were lost to her, she realized he'd overheard her talking to Poe earlier that night; after a moment the only sound she could muster came out. She just started screaming. Like a pathetic, humiliated, panic-stricken fool.
Scrooge was stunned at first by her reaction but after a moment all he could do was fight back his own laughter as he tried to shush her. She ran from him, around the table until Mrs. Beakley and Donald threw open the door to see what was going on. They just stood there in pure confusion as Magica fled the room, still screaming, while Scrooge just died laughing. They looked at Scrooge, then at each other, and decided they didn't even want to know what had happened and slowly backed out of the library and returned to their rooms.
Scrooge just continued to laugh hysterically, wondering if he should be offended by Magica's reaction.
Poe came in to the manor, and heard his sister screaming and saw her fleeing up the stairs to her room. He followed her, alarmed and wanting to be sure she was okay. He entered her room without knocking as she slumped down on the bed, now silent. "What happened? What did he do?" He asked, ready to go clock Scrooge.
"Poe, he… said he loved me!" She wailed. His expression instantly shifted to confusion. "Then why are you in here and why were you screaming like a frightened fool?" "Because I am a fool! Oh, why did I do that?!" She lamented. Poe was still confused. "He says he loves you and you run away screaming like a banshee? I just don't get it." "I panicked! I freaked out! Poe, he heard us talking in here so he's known at least for the last few hours that I… Oh, Poe what have I done?!" Poe couldn't help himself… he started to laugh.
"Poe! This isn't funny! How can I even face him again after that?!" She covered her face with a pillow and groaned into it. "That was the single most humiliating moment in my life!" Poe tried to contain his laughter. "You sound like some overly dramatic teenager!" She hit him with the pillow. "You're not helping Poe!" He chuckled as the pillow fell to the floor. "Just take a deep breath and go talk to him." "I can't do that now! He's in there laughing at me… Why am I acting like such a childish fool?" She sighed. "Just go talk to him. Go tell him you love him already!" Poe laughed.
She picked up the pillow and put it back on the bed. "How can I even look him in the eye now?" She sighed. "Because my dear sister, you're Magica DeSpell the Shadow Queen and you don't run away like a frightened deer. Now act like it and go confess to the man you love for peat sakes!" She scowled at him. "Why do you have to make sense?" "Because I couldn't even speak a coherent sentence when my wife first told me she loved me so I understand exactly what you're going through. It feels humiliating now but later you'll both look back at it and laugh together. Now stop dawdling already." He gently pushed her toward the door and she slowly opened it and headed back to the library.
Scrooge had stopped laughing and sat down in a reading chair by the fireplace. He didn't feel like going to bed just yet, he just wanted to sit and ponder whether or not he'd made a mistake. Magica's reaction had been one of the funniest things he'd ever witnessed but what did it really mean? Was she actually put off? Had he misunderstood what he'd heard and misread her behavior? He sighed and leaned back into the chair. As he sat with his eyes closed, still trying to figure out what exactly had happened, he was startled out of his thoughts by a quiet voice behind him, a voice he was surprised to hear again so soon.
"Scrooge?" Magica whispered, seeing him in the chair and wondering if he was asleep. Part of her had hoped he was so she could just go back to her room and pretend that nothing had ever happened, at least until morning; but he was still awake and startled by her voice. "Magica!" He sat up straight, turning to face her and could see in the fire's glow that she was still very red-faced from before.
"Magica, I don't know why you came back in here but… I'm sorry; I guess I just-" She cut him off. "No, I'm the one that needs to apologize, that… was embarrassing… really embarrassing." She softly chuckled. He laughed a little. "You forgot funny; that was one of the funniest things I've ever seen." He snickered. She swatted his shoulder. "Oh, shut it." He continued to quietly snigger for a moment. "I was right; I came in here to get laughed at." She deadpanned. "No, I just… sorry." He stopped sniggering. "It's fine, it's not like I came in here to say anything important, just keep laughing Scroogie." Her voice still sounded somewhat serious but the playfulness in her eyes and in the grin on her beak showed she was teasing him.
He stood from the chair and quieted his laughter completely, now very curious. "Okay, okay, what did you want to say?" She almost lost her nerve again, seeing his hopeful eyes staring deeply into hers however, just made the words come more easily. "You weren't wrong Scroogie…" She said softly, wrapping her arms around him. She felt his arms embrace her in return and his breath tickled her ear as he responded. "Sneaky witch…" "Old fool…" They softly laughed as they pulled apart just enough to gaze into each other's eyes for a moment before sharing what had to be the sweetest kiss either had ever experienced.
It felt wonderful to finally acknowledge the feelings that had built up between them, to explore them without any pretense clouding them like before or fear of rejection. They both just lingered and enjoyed the moment, the almost electric feeling the kiss caused in them; because this time it was real.
After a few moments they pulled apart, not completely, but just enough to break the kiss. Magica sighed into his arms, feeling an intense mixture of relief and happiness. Scrooge held her close and felt himself grinning like a love-struck fool.
They were both so lost in their own little world that the venomous voice in the shadows nearly gave them both heart attacks.
"Well now, inn't that sweet; so sweet it's nauseating."
The reporter from that afternoon stepped out from the shadows, removing her thick glasses as her appearance slowly changed; Her hair turned dark, her feathers turned violet and she now wore a plain crimson dress with equally crimson bangle bracelets on her wrists.
"Just who are you what are you doing in my home!" Scrooge demanded. Magica knew, at least what the woman actually was and why she was there, there was only one possible explanation for the presence of another witch…
She smiled, a smile wicked and cold and spoke with her Louisiana accent. "My name's Rochelle LaQuack and I'm here on behalf of the Elders to fetch you…" She fixed her eyes on Magica. "Of course, I have to bring the amulet as well…" She held up the amulet that still had the dime-size hole for Scrooge's number one in its face.
"You stole my amulet!" Magica spat, anger now rising in her; this little upstart had to have been the one who invaded her home on Mt. Vesuvius and now she had the gall to break into Scrooge's house and threaten her!
"Yes, I did; now it's mine. Too bad you didn't get the replacement I left you in those ruins… Oh well, it still provided some quality entertainment!" She laughed wickedly. "YOU put that ring there?! You're to blame for what happened to my nephew!?" Scrooge bellowed, his anger flaring up as well at the thought of his poor nephew being victimized by this callous witch.
She just ignored his outburst. "But I need that pesky little dime too…" She said, now eyeing Scrooge like a vulture. "Fine! Let's just go get this over with then." Magica stepped away from Scrooge, deciding to just face the music and hopefully give the Elders an earful. But Rochelle just laughed wickedly. "Oh no, I think I have a better idea; something much more fun… I'm gonna make sure you come to the Elders and I'm gonna take that dime... by taking him with me!" She cackled as she recited a quick spell and threw a smoke bomb that unleashed a massive plume of smoke with a loud bang.
"Scrooge!" Magica choked through the smoke, unable to stop Rochelle from whisking him away.
Once the smoke cleared Magica was alone in the room. Until everyone came crashing in to find out what the loud noises were.
"What did you do to Uncle Scrooge?!" Donald demanded when they saw Scrooge was nowhere to be seen. They all gave her accusatory looks as they studied the scene, all except Poe and Lena. "Come on now…" Poe started, moving beside his sister. "I'm sure all is well right?" Magica shook her head. "No. Scrooge is gone." "What did you do to our Uncle?!" Huey demanded and she could swear she saw a hint of hurt in his angry little eyes, like he actually felt betrayed. All three of the boys looked that way.
"Come on guys, stop jumping to conclusions." Lena said, trying to defend her aunt. "It is kind of my fault though…" Magica explained, Lena sighed in frustration. "Not helping Aunt Magica." "But it's true. He was abducted by another witch because of me. However, I don't intend to let her get away with it."