Magica didn't expect a kiss to be so intense. All feelings that where built up that day, no, that where build up since she met Scrooge for the first time. Seem to bubble up inside her at once.
It was overwhelming. As if her heart couldn't handle so much feelings at the same time.
She didn't want the kiss to stop. To be honest she wanted to stay in his arms like this for a very long time. But her ever faster beating heart made her feel dizzy. Her cheeks where burning up. The witch had no idea a simple kiss could cause such a reaction to her body.
Hesitantly she pushed away from the man. „Scrooge, please...we need to stop..." She whispered. looking aside, not able to gaze into his eyes directly.
He immediately let go of her with an apologetic expression on his face. „I am sorry Magica. That was highly inappropriate. You where only expecting a quick peck, right? Gosh, really I am sorry...please forgive me." Magica had to smile at his antics. He was so sweet. „Calm down Scroogie Darling. I said kiss me, and I meant it. It's just...I didn't expected it to be so..." She was interrupted by the big grandfather clock striking midnight. With a sad smile she looked at it before she spoke. „Midnight, now christmas is official over...just like our agreement." She turned to look at the scotsman. „Thank you again for inviting me. It was really wonderfull. But...I need to go now..." She really did. Just looking into his crestfallen eyes drew her to him again. Made her heart race, made her caught her breath. It was truly scaring her now.
„What? You wanna go? Now?" Scrooge looked shocked and dissapointed. „Magica, if thats because of what happend just now. I promise I will never..." „No!" The witch interrupted him. „I told you, thats not it. Please Scrooge...understand, I need to go..." What was that feeling in her chest? She never experienced. Images of the kiss flooded her mind, made her wanna throw herself at him again. It was terrifying.
She literaly flee from the mansion. Out just out, away from this man who seemed to have cast a spell on her without using magic. She run into the backyard where she left her broom yesterday and flew off. She didn't even changed her clothes in her rush to get away from this feelings. Tears filled her eyes while flying home, she had no idea why she shed. From the beginning it was only for christmas, never more. Why was there sadness mixing into the whirlpool of feelings she had already? And why couldn't she forgett his eyes and the touch of his lips on hers.
Scrooge tried to catch Magica before she left. But the witch was running like the devil was right behind her. He screamed her name at the top of his lungs as she flew away on her broom. But she didn't even looked back at him. His face had lost all its color. He felt terrible. What had he done? Harassing someone who just startet to begin to trust him. Sure she agreed to the kiss. But he had no right to take it that far. And now she was gone, probably all her trust in him lost and forgotten. What, if she never came back? Never tried to steal his dime again?
Sure, to an outstander this prospect sounded like a long overdue fulfillment. But to him, it meant the end to years of fun. Of worthy competition. Of something that made his life worthwhile. It meant to never see the one woman again, that was always on his mind. The woman he startet to get feelings for...
All because of his insensitive lust for her sweet lips. He cursed his male hormons. Did they cost him everything now?
The backyard door opened and out came Donald and Daisy in a rush. Whom heared his desperate scream of Magicas name.
„What happend Unca Scrooge?" His nephew asked with concern. „The witch got away with your dime right? Oh I knew we couldn't trust her! She was just toying with us like always!" Donalds face was red with anger. Daisy looked uncertain.
„How I wished you where right nephew...but as always, your not..." Scrooge answered bitter. „Yeah I knew she...what?..." The younger Duck looked confused by his uncles words. Daisy laid a gentle hand on Scrooges shoulder. „Do you wanna tell us what happend? I don't believe she stole the dime, unlike my insensitive clod of a fiancé..." She shot Donald a glance that made him close his beak again that he just was about to open.
„I did something terrible...I...kissed her..." Scrooge finaly answered in a soft voice. To ashamed of his actions. Donald gaged and Daisy took in her breath sharply. „You mean...against her will?" She looked aghast of the elder mans actions. „Well, no, not exactly. I asked her and she agreed. But I believe I took it way to far. I just couldn't stop myself. It felt so...right. But suddenly she pushed me away and flew on her broom. She said it wasn't my fault...but, what else could it be?"
Daisy looked relieved at this revelations. „Thats a lot of guessing Uncle Scrooge. If she agreed, I am sure that truly wasn't the reason. I mean, you know her way better then I do. She would have slapped you in the face if she felt harassed by you. She is not really the cautious type of woman. There has to be another reason, she just wasn't able to talk about at the moment." Daisy flashed an assuring smiled at her devastated uncle. But he didn't even managed to fake a smile back. It was clear he didn't believed her reasoning. „Or maybe I am right and she is gone forevermore... „ He whispered while he turned away to go back into the mansion. Movements slow and exhausted thanks to his broken heart.
Daisy had tears in her eyes just seeing him that way. Donald decided it was safe to talk again. „There are things, I never wanted to hear about my uncle...do you think he really..." He gulped. „...Fell in love with that witch? Without magic this time? Can we be sure she didn't cast a spell on him?" Daisy rolled her eyes at the prospect of so much male incomprehension. „To what use if she left without the dime? No, I talked to her alone. I am sure she deeply cares for Uncle Scrooge aswell. Do you know why he started to eat out so often just to watch the moon? Or what the quarz is, he put next to his beloved dime? He told me once. It had something to do with what Magica did. But if he never told you, its not up to me to fill you in...Anyway. We need to give her time. In the meantime we cheer up the poor soul. He felt like it was his fault, that he hurt her. He must be heartbroken."
Daisy ended her monolog leaving Donald more confused then ever. Woman...he thought. I will never get. Still he smiled proudly at Daisys back as she returned into the mansion. He loved about her, that she always felt for others.
Magica was glad she didn't had to fly all the way back to Mt. Vesuvius for she stayed in the old racked down house she once bought on one of her visits to Duckburg. Ratface was awaiting her impatiently. „Hey Bosslady, how did it went? You where gone longer then normaly..." the raven stopped as he saw her tear stained face and the weird clothes. Carefully he landed on her shoulder and rubbed his soft feathery head to her cheek in a soothing way. He loved his misstress, even though she tended to be agressive and let her anger out on him. Cause he knew, deep in her heart, she truly loved him aswell. „Magica? What happend? Why are you crying? And what are you wearing?" Due to his words Magica looked down on herself. Only now realizing she was still wearing Scrooges garment. New tears formed in her eyes. „I don't know Ratface. Something is wrong with me..." and she started to spill out the whole story. How Scrooge found her, invited her, took care of her in the night. About the celebration and finally the kiss. The kiss she just couldn't get out of her mind.
Ratfaces beak hung open in bewilderment. He couldn't quite follow everything that happend. It was a little to much for his raven mind. „You allowed the old miser to kiss you, and now you think he put you under some spell?" The poor bird was really confused. „You where always obsessed with Scrooge McDuck but this sounds way more serious." „I don't know Ratface. A kiss isn't supposed to feel that way. I mean, I kissed before. It was never something to remember. I always wondered why it is a big deal. But now, all I can think about is him and my body got all flustered and hot. I don't understand what's happening..." Defeated Magica let herself fall onto a nearby chair. Absentmindly stroking the fabric of the kilt she was still wearing. Ratface didn't know what to respond. „Well well, you where up all day. Just get some sleep and certainly tomorrow the strange feelings will be gone ." He cuddled a little more with her to calm her. A tiny smile appeared on her face. „Thank you Ratface, maybe you're right. I will rest for now." She put away her garment with great care. She was about to fold the sweater as a swish of the familar smell reached her nose. Instantly Scrooges warm, smiling eyes came to her mind. And with that, the memory of the night before, as he held her close and warm in his arms. Not able to let go, she layed in bed, the cashmere sweater in her arms. Feeling achingly lonely as she driftet over to a restless sleep.
Scrooge slept terrible to not at all. He couldn't really tell. He woke up startled several times in mild panic that something important was missing. Till it downed to him again, that he had memorys of Magica in his arms, who was no longer there. Tried to went back to sleep, repeat...
As the morning finally came he was so exhaustet he couldn't even feel it anymore. Just grateful that the night was finally over.
He put on his dressing gown and scuffled down to get breakfast. The triplets and Webby greeted him lovingly with a hug. Not aware of their uncles state of mind. „Where is the pretty woman Unca Scrooge?" Webby asked innocently. The simple question gave Scrooge a pang to his heart. But he could not let the kids know, what happend. He was their role model. „Ah, I am sorry Webby. Magica needed to go and take care of her raven friend. She couldn't stay another day." He patted her head. The young girl looked dissapointed. „Oh, thats to bad, but I also don't want the poor raven to starve. But I really liked her. She was amazing and so beautiful. Do you think I will be just as beautiful when I grow up Unca Scrooge?" Big children eyes gazed at him hopefully. To himself Scrooge thought that no woman at all could be just as beautiful as Magica was. „Sure Webby sweetie. You're on the right track already I say!" he ruffled her head a little more lovingly. The child was just like his own niece and he wouldn't dissapoint her. The triplets gaged at this prospect but where composed by one glance from Daisy who helped Mrs Beakley putting on the breakfast.
As to be expected, Scrooge hid himself in work. Normaly he would spent time with his family at least for another day. But he just couldn't take it. Work distracted him, or it used to. Most of the time he sat on his desk gazing into nothing instead of getting work done. At some point Daisy entered his office. „Why don't you go, and talk to her? You know where she lives." She tried carefully. Scrooge looked up from his state of staring. „You think I didn't try? But she never arrived at her home on Mt Vesuvius. I talked to my detectives there. They inform me, if she did. But I fear its no use for now. She knows I know her home and is clearly trying to avoid me while hiding somewhere else."
„Or maybe she stayed in Duckburg to be closer!" Alway optimistic Daisy answered with a stubborn smile. „But in that case I agree that we have no other choice then to wait. But please don't beat yourself up over it in the meantime, you did nothing wrong!" A huffed snuffle was all the answere she got to this. With a sigh she went to leave the office but turned arround to look at the elder man again before she left.
„Say Uncle Scrooge, are you...in love with her?" This time she had his full attention. He looked into her eyes long and thoughtful. Finaly he stood up and leaned infront of his desk, facing Daisy. „If you had asked me the same question two days ago, I would have thought my deadbead of a nephew finally rubed off on you, making you loose your mind. But now..." He paused, deeply lost in his thoughts. „The more I think back to everything that happend with Magica over the past years...Do you think it is possible to care for someone without realizing it? Cause, since she slept in my arms two nights ago. I can't shake of the sentiment that I felt for her this way for a long time now. It was just so completly absurd, I never considered it in the first place...I did notice something after the affair with the Moonquarz but it doesn't occur to me then, that it could be..."
Scrooge didn't end his sentence, but he didn't need to, for Daisy to understand: „...love..." she finished for him. He nodded absentmindly. „Crazy huh? To fall in love with one of your greatest enemys." Daisy smiled „Well, I fell in love with your nephew, crazy is something I get." she deadpanned. Scrooge laughed dryly at this. „Always a pleasure to talk to you." He closed the distance to give her a hug. „Same here Uncle Scrooge." She answered as she returned the favour. „I am glad to hear that to be honest. I feared you might just be attracted to her body as you told me, that you kissed her. I only talked to her for a moment. But seeing her all day yesterday. I think she is good enough of a person to deserve better then that." Now both Ducks leaned side by side on the desk. „But you can't blame me for feeling attracted to her...I mean she is indeed a beauty without equal." Scrooge offered after a while with a heated face. „I don't Uncle Scrooge. I don't..." Daisy answered with a satisfied smile.
„Uncle Scrooge?" She added after a pause.
„Yes, child?"
„What do you mean: She slept in your arms?"
„...We are not having this conversation!"
Magica aswell had a restless night behind her. Most of all she froze. Her own bed had never felt so cold. She woke up early in the morning. Feeling lost and empty. This was ridiculous, what was happening to her? She lived completly fine without Scrooge before. Well, not without him, she „visited" him almost everyday. But just for the Dime for Circes sake. The Dime. Not the man...Right? She sat there in bed, deep in thought. Ratface had settled next to her as soon as she woke up. But sensed, she wasn't about to talk to him for now. What was ok for him, he would keep her company till she was willing to.
Why had she alowed Scrooge to kiss her in the first place? Why did she wanted it? Why did it felt so good? Was that the magic of christmas? But then, the feeling should be gone by now. Maybe she should ask for advice from another witch. Mim or even her granny, though the thought of explaning everything that happend made her sick in the stomage. And what if she should be able to get rid of this strange magic but wasn't able to? If it was something totaly comon and silly? Her reputation as witch would be destroyed. No, she couldn't risk that over a flushed body and some stupid memories of some stupid kiss. It would go away on its own. She just needed patience...
She was wrong, it didn't go away. On the opposite, it got worse. The morning of december the 31th all that was left in her mind where gentle eyes, comforting arms and warm lips. She had enough, she needed help. Ratface was her only companion these past days and the poor raven was almost as confused as herself by now.
Still, another witch wasn't an option. But where else could she find advise? Scrooge himself? But what if everything was planed and he would laugh in her face how he feeded her, her own medicine? She thought in a fit of persecution mania. Just the image of his potential betrayal made her heart ache in pain. Donald was also no option. Not at all. Not ever. What left her with either Mrs Beakley or...
Half an hour later, to the bewilderment of the neighbours, she landed her broom in the frontyard of Daisy Ducks House.
„Ok Magica, you can do this!" She told herself. Cause, the hell with it. She was already loosing her mind anyway. Why not add soliloquizing to that list? She knocked on the frontdoor with force before she could think twice about it. „Coming!" Daisy chirped from inside. The happy, welcoming expression slipped right off her face as she saw her visitor. „Magica de Spell!" she stated. „How observant..." The witch mumbled with a glare. She was in no condition for skirmish anymore. The two woman stared at each other for a while. „Can we talk?...Please?" Magica finaly managed to choke out. Daisy nodded absentmindly and made room for the witch to enter the house. „Do you want a chamomile tea? You look...distressed." She asked carefully. „No, I already tried that. It's not working!" Magica stated matter of factly. „What?" Daisy was already confused and they didn't even started the real talking.
The witch sighed from the bottom of her heart as she let herself fall onto a chair. „Please, just tell me what your Uncle did to me. My spells only last for a few hours most of the time. This is no fairplay anymore. He violates our unspooken agreement and he knows it!" Daisy sat in a chair infront of her and looked at her with big eyes. „What?" She repeated.
Now Magica got angry, sure, why not add insult to injury? „Don't play dumb! Tell me why I can't stop thinking of him, his touch and his blasted kiss, damn it!" She screamed the frustration of the past days in the other Ducks face. It helped to get the anger out, but what was left was desperation. Tears startet to gather in her eyes. Ashamed she hid her face in her hands. „Please..."
Slowly Daisy began to understand what was happening, althoug it seemed really odd. She needed more information. She stood up and layed a comforting hand on Magicas shoulder. „Ssshh, please don't cry.„ She soothed the witch. „One thing I can promise you for sure, Uncle Scrooge did not put you under some spell...well, no magic spell I mean..." Daisy halted, how was she supposed to explain what was most likely happening to the other woman right now. Whom had clearly no idea of the matter. „I...I believe I have an idea whats... wrong, with you...Please tell me more. First at all: Did he somehow force you into that kiss? Maybe not of bad faith, but without realising it?" The raven haired woman quirked an eyebrow at her. „What? Of course not. As if the old miser could force me into anything. I would have morphed him into a pig faster then he could say „Uh-oh"...I am not quiet sure as why I allowed him to do so. But at the moment it felt...welcoming...His company was very nice that day..." She cursed herself for her heated cheeks as she remembered exactly how much she longed for that kiss back then. Daisy was relieved, she never believed that Scrooge pulled something. But hearing it out loud was a bliss. Now how to work from here?
„Ok, but then you suddenly broke it off and left the mansion in a hurry. What happend?" Daisy tried digging deeper.
„Because something felt odd. Something was happening to me and my body. All of sudden I felt flushed and my mind foggy. I told him, it wasn't his fault, although now I am not so sure anymore..." Magica stared holes into the air. Daisy couldn't decide if this was really funny or really sad. It was kinda ridiculous. How could the witch be so...blind? But she could see it was really getting to the other woman, it wouldn't help to laugh in her face. So she kept on asking: „Did you ever kissed someone before?"
„Of course I did. Nothing worth to remember. Thats why I can tell it doesn't feel normal. It was far to...intense, for a kiss." Magica explained with a serious face. Daisy was in despair. Somehow Magica managed to never fall in love before, or to even watch someone who is. She was a witch, maybe it was normal for her kind to not celebrate that particular feeling so well. Who knows how she grow up? And if she really never experienced that feeling before, how could she recognise it? What the witch knows, where magic spells and potions. Thus, it was her normal reaction to believe that was the cause. It all made sense but was still so ludicrous. She had an idea.
„I gonna tell you something, maybe it will help you understand what is possible happening to you. As Donald and I kissed for the first time... I felt exactly the same as you describe now." Daisy blushed at the precious memory. „Do you understand what that might mean?" Magica looked at her sceptical. „Are you insinuating this runs in their family?"
…
Daisy was to much of a lady to facepalm but slowly she was at her wits' end. „Please forgett the idea of a spell and just focus on the feelings. Are those really bad? The thoughts of him. Do they really bother you? Or is it just bothering you, that you can not explain why you're having them? Don't you wish to be back in his arms? Don't you want to kiss him again? Be honest with yourself.!"
The raven haired woman stared at her with big eyes, still a little wet from the tears. She was considering what Daisy had said. Slowly her cheeks turned red as she realized the other Duck was right. Sure, it bothered her that she couldn't think of anything else lately. But it was just because she longed so much to be with him again. She was missing the damn idiot. It dawned on her.
„I...I fell in love with him..." She whispered more to herself. „Thats pathetic, just over one damn day, one kiss?" She glared at Daisy as if that was entirely her fault.
„Well, after watching you and Uncle Scrooge for so many years...I'd say it all started way back, but you didn't notice it, cause you where concentrating on getting the dime. But to be honest, there where many times you lost to him that made me think: Does she really want to win?" Daisy put her hand back on Magicas shoulder. „Winning, would have ment your conection with Scrooge would be over...I think that was holding you back. But it's only my humble opinion. Either way, now you know what happend to you. What will you do?"
Magica laughed bitter at that. „Maybe find a potion to make me forgett him? Look, even if you are right. Even if I do fell in love with him... There is absolutley no way he would ever return that feeling. Yes, he was nice to me and he even kissed me. But it was all an act of kindness. To him it was all christmas and family feeling, he tried to share with me. You know him, acting all tough but in reality he has a big heart. He is such a fool..." She ended affectionalety.
Daisy bit her lips. She was not about to spill her uncles secret, but she needed to convince the witch to tell him, to not just give up. The gentle smile on the sorceress face calmed her. She indeed was deeply in love with him it seemed. She had a fondness for forbidden love storys. Although normaly, she just read about them in a book.
„If you want my advice. Tell him anyway. Even if you are right and he does not return your feelings. Then you know for certain. Otherwise the thought of what might have been will slowly drive you crazy. By telling the truth you give him the chance to react, the chance to at least stay what you are now. Even when it's not what you desire." Magica looked unsure at this. „What if he just laugh at me for beeing so dumb." That was really bothering her, the thought just made her sick.
„In that case, you know he doesn't deserve your feelings and you have the chance to move on!...And I would be there for you to talk, if you want to..." Both Ducks where standing infront of each other now. Daisys heart was racing, after all she was still a little afraid this could all be a complex trick of the witch. But the black eyes that were directed at her shone with doubt and love. She decided to take the risk and seize the oportunity of a new friendship. Carefully she spread her arms and pulled the witch into a gentle hug. After a few seconds Magica returned the affection. „Thank you for not condemning me just because I am a witch. Even though it's your Uncle we are talking about." The light blush on the sorceres face made her even more beautiful, Daisy thought to herself. She could tell why Scrooge was so enchanted. But she didn't fell jealous of her. Watching the two most stubborn people fall for each other was just so cute.
„Of course not, for I can see you are sincere. Thats the only thing that matters. Do you wish for me to accompany you to him?" Magica smiled thankfully. „No, I believe I need to do this on my own...I will come back when he shattered my heart in pieces..." She laughed. It was just a joke, but Daisy could still tell it was a little plea. „Of course! In that case I have lots of ice cream and sappy movies to cure you." They hugged again and with that Magica started to leave the house. At the door she turned arround again. „I will not watch sappy movies in any case, capito?"
She flew off on her broom hearing her new friend, roaring with laughter, from the ground.
Magica didn't bother knocking on the door. With her broom she flew up to the window of his office. Sure enough he sat on his desk, working. For starters he did not care that much for what happend when he can sit there like always. She thought bitter. She tried to keep in mind that she literally was here, to get her heart broken. She just hoped he would be a gentleman about it. The thought of beeing send off for good made her heart ache and new tears startet to form in her eyes. She rubbed them away feisty. There was no need for him to see her all weak.
She knocked at the window. It was a little satisfaction that he jumped in his chair at the noise. He turned arround. A look, that was ready to fight, on his face. But as he saw her, it melted away into a surprised smile. He rushed over to open up for her.
„Magica!" the other Duck greeted her as soon as she was in. „You came back! I am so glad." Scrooge made a gesture as if he wanted to hug her, but hesitated and just looked into her eyes instead. She wished he would hold her. On the other hand, it would just give her needless hope. But now he raised his hand to gently touch her face. „Magica, did you cry?" He wiped away the stains on her cheeks, his eyes filled with warmth again, yet also with concern. The witch cursed her body for the betrayal. Her heart was racing and she blushed furiously, she was already loosing the battle. Not even saying a word she stepped forward to close the small distance between them. Her hands curled up on his chest, head leaning gentle against it. She could feel his heart was racing at the same rate as her own. But it could still be from the shock of her knocking.
This time, he doesn't hesitate. Strong arms closed arround her waist. One hand gently stroking her head in a comforting gesture. „Please talk to me Magica." Scrooge whisperd into her ear. „Tell me whats wrong." But she just shook her head, she wasn't ready to end this. He pulled her closer into the embrace for a moment. She could hear him exhale deeply and then, he put his hands on her arms to push her away a little so he could look into her eyes. His face and smile where filled with regret. The witch felt a slight panic rising up in her. Was that already the moment where all was over?
„It is ok that you don't want to talk Magica. But I need to tell you something, so please hear me out. However, after that you might not want to be touched by me anymore...Sorry if I took this last opportunity to hold you. I was surprised you even allowed me to, after what happend on christmas." Scrooges voice sounded sorrowfull, he was still holding onto that thought, that he hassled her.
„I told you, you did nothing wrong Scrooge!" Magica felt the need to interupt, but his smile only told: Thats nice of you to say. She was about to open her mouth to argue further, but Scrooge stopped her by lifiting her chin. Instantly she was lost in his eyes again.
„I love you, my dear Magica..."
The words hung in the air, still the witch couldn't believe she just heared them. She just stared at the man with wide, wondering eyes. Scrooge took her silence as all the answere he needed. Tears formed in his eyes, he couldn't hold back. „I am so sorry to bother you with my measly feelings Magica. I was aware, that I would ruin everything we had. But I couldn't help it. I fell so deeply for you, there was no return."
Finally he forced himself to let go of her small frame in his arms. Not sure how to survive without her from now on. Certain, he would never love someone as much again. She was everything he ever needed and just the thought of her, would forever be enough. At least he was allowed to kiss her once, to hold her close. That was more then he deserved.
Magica still couldn't believe that was really happening. She felt his arms grew weak, about to break the contact between them. Without a second thought she pressed her body close to him, laying her arms arround his neck. Closing any distance there was between them, just enough space to look into his surprised eyes. „You are fool..." she hushed, before she pressed her lips against his.
All the strange feelings returned to her body, but this time she cherished them. Kissing him deeper in a rush of passion that run through her.
Scrooge had no idea what was happening but he doesn't really care. He run his fingers trough her silky hair, gently pressing her body closer to him. Deepening the kiss even further.
After a while they needed to break the kiss to breath. Although neither of them wanted to. Panting heavyly they gazed into each others eyes. Magica smiled bashfully at him. „I believe you are better with words then I am. But I came here to tell you..." She run her fingers trough the soft feathers of his sideburns. „...that I... fell in love with you too." Even now it was hard for her to choke those words out. Words so unusual for a witch. „Noted..." He answered impish. But the smile on his face prooved that her words made him very happy. She blushed deeply. „Fool..." she mumbled but layed her head on his chest with a contend sigh. Not yet able to stand on her own again. Her knees where weak form the kiss. It was still a little scary, if a simple kiss could do that to her what would it feel like to be really...close to him. She looked up at his face. Yes, he wasn't the youngest Duck anymore. But still so unbelievable handsome the sight alone made her heart race again. Yes, she wanted to know what it was like to be touched by him. To feel his lips on her whole body. She was ashamed for those kinda thoughts. They just shared their feelings. It was to soon...right?
At least, for the moment
Suddenly she felt herself beeing lifted and was now sitting on his desk. Scrooge standing between her legs, so he could still hold her close. Her cheeks flushed heavyly again, what would he do? But his expression seemed a little concerned. „You are trembling Magica..." He was right, she didn't even realized before. Thankfull she cudled up to him. „Yes...I fear...I am new to...all of this. Its a little overwhelming..." He kissed her cheek, her hair in a gentle, soothing gesture. „For me aswell...Lets say, I was a little to busy making a fortune, to gather...experience in that territory. I am just doing what feels right..." Scrooge was blushing as much as the witch. He cleared his throat. „My family and I have the tradition to celebrate New Year together like christmas...Would you like to join and stay the night?" As an answere she kissed him again. „Nothing I would rather do! But I need to fetch Ratface first. Christmas is one thing, but I will not leave him alone for New Year. That festivity is a witch tradition aswell. He will not bother anyone, I promise!" Scrooge responded the kiss. „Of course my dear. But are you sure you can fly on your broom in your...condition?" She laughed sheepishly. „No, not alone that is. Would you accompany me?" With a move of her hands, her broom was ready to start. She sad on it. Looking expectant at Scrooge. „Come one!" He took his place behind her. Not for the first time that the two of them flew on a broom together.
„Hold on tight..." Magica whispered seductive and Scrooges arms closed arround her body.
Ratface sure was surprised as Magica came back with Scrooge in tow. But as he saw the happy smile on her face, it was all he needed to know. Sure, it was akward. So many years he helped the witch to fight this very man whom was now standing in the old house. Waiting for his companion to be ready. A little shy, he fluttered over on the mans shoulder. „Hey there Ratface, I beg you are surprised to see me here." Scrooge pated the ravens head a few times. Not sure he was allowed to. „As long as you make the Bosslady happy. I don't mind." The raven answered, rubbing his feathers a little to Scrooges cheek as sign of acceptance. Scrooges eyes followed Magica who prepared some necessitys. „As long as she wants me to..." He whispered to the bird.
Suddenly said woman was standing right in front of him with a sheepish expression. „Would you mind, if I wear that again for the celebration?" She hold up his kilt. „But I need a new top I...well, I kinda slept with your pullover...". Gosh, that was embarassing. „What? I...felt... lonely..." she added looking down. She was pulled into a warm embrace. „Of course you can wear it. I love seeing it on you. And you might keep the cashmere, if you want to...". Now Magica was clearly embarrassed. „No, please take it back. It doesn't smell like you anymore...its not the same." The old scotsman had no idea the witch could be so incredible cute. Ratface on the other hand rolled his eyes. He had seen her the past days. „O...okay.." Scrooge answered with a hoarse voice. Now she smiled cocky, knowing that she got to him. „Thank you, Scroogie Darling...Now let me go, so I can change. We don't want to be late for your feast."
She casually started to get out of her black dress and Scrooge turned arround so fast that he got dizzy. „What are you doing?" Came Magicas voice from behind him.
„What?...Give you privacy to change of course." He answered with flaming cheeks. „But...thats not necessary anymore..." Her voice sounded somewhat dissapointed. „Don't you...want to see me?" That was dangerous terrain. Scrooge turned arround just a bit, to get a peak at her face. „Of course I want to see you Magica!" He started with utter conviction. „Just at the moment, it would be highly inappropriate...I want to be alone with you when it comes to this..."
„Alone...?" Magica repeated confused. „...Oh my gosh Ratface!" Now the witch not only turned arround but hid behind a cabinet door. The poor raven wished he could close his ears properly with his wings.
„Thats going to be interesting." Scrooge sniggered in a very good mood. „Oh shut it you fool!" Came the heated answere from behind the door. What made the male laugh some more cheerfully. It looked like this upcoming romance doesn't mean they will never have one of his beloved, heated arguments again. Still he would trade them anytime, if it was her wish, for her happy smile.
It wasn't to long, till Magica was ready. Still with red cheeks she appeared from behind the door. Looking elegant in her black, frilled blouse along with the kilt. This time, she was sporting a decent, pluning neckline. A little more then her usual black dress had. But this time, there was no need to hold back and hide. Unsure Magica plucked at the attire. „You think it looks ok on me?" Scrooge still couldn't hold back his smile. The witches personality seemed to switch from angry, to cute and back again in no time. As he said: Interesting. This woman was an adventure just to his liking. „Ok? Thats the understatement of the year. You look...stunning." Actually there where no words to describe her. Not to him. Gentle he hauled her into an embrace. „Beautiful beyond words..." He whispered before he captured her lips in a soft kiss. They gazed into each others eyes for some time till Ratface felt the need to call there attention to him. „In case you forgott about me again...but wasn't there a celebration we need to go to?" The couple chuckled. „I am sorry Ratface." Magica patted his head. The raven was still sitting on Scrooges shoulder. „I might be a little...distracted at the moment. But I will never forgett about you." „And I will never take her away from you completly." Scrooge chimed in. Ratface cooed a little at those words. He could feel he was not loosing someone, but gaining a new family member. This elder Duck was quiet alright.
Soon the three of them had returned to McDuck Manor, where an agitated housekeeper was looking for her boss. „Mr McDuck, good Sir. You can not just disapear from your office. I started to fear something terrible happend." Mrs Beakley started as soon as the trio entered the house. Trough the front door this time.
„On the contrary Mrs Beakley. Well, I indeed was mugged, enchanted and kidnapped by a witch today. But nothing I would complain about." Magica kicked his shin playfully for this, but still smiled proudly.
The housekeeper sensed the change of behaviour between them two at once. „Very well then Mr McDuck. I take it Mrs De Spell will join us again tonight in celebration, yes? Are we pretending I need to prepare the guestroom or shall I just forgett about it?" For as long as she was working for Scrooge now, she was alowed to kick over the traces now and then. The couple shared a shy glance. „You shall forgett about it." Came the unison answere. „Good, more time to get everything else ready." With that Mrs Beakley was gone to do her dutys.
„I believe that means you are accepted here Magica. You already have a fan in little Webby aswell." The witch looked at him astonished. „How did that happen?" She was confused but happy to hear this. „Well, you left quite the impression on christmas. A good one, that is." Scrooge kissed her cheek. „Not to boast, but I think it was my best idea ever to invite you." The witch arched an eyebrow at him. „Invited...yeah. You literally dragged me into your house Scrooge McDuck." Scrooge captured her chin and looked deep into her eyes. „Do you regret it?" He couldn't keep the worry completly out of his voice. „Of course not you fool. I am glad you did..." They where about to share another kiss as the doorbell rung loudly. „Ah, that must be Daisy, Donald and the children we..." He was interupted by Magicas excited shreek. „Daisy? I'll go!" Scrooged shared a confused look with Ratface, who sat on the wardrobe. Donald was shocked as the witch opened the door for them. But before he could say anything Daisy rushed past him with a happy squeal. The women just shared one glance and everthing way clear. Excited Daisy hugged her new friend. „I am so happy for you. I was worried that you did not return, but now I am so glad you didn't." She whispered into the witches ear.
Donald glanced at his uncle, looking for answeres. „When did that happen?" He gestured to the two women, still in a friendly hug. „I have absolutley no idea dear nephew." Scrooge answered with gusto. The look at his face showed clearly he was at one with the world right now. Life was a bliss.
The ruckus drew Webby to the scene aswell who was delighted to see the witch again. „Oh! Magica, you came back!" As soon as Daisy released her, Magica was pulled into a hug from the little girl. Helpless she found Scrooges eyes too see he gave her an acouraging smile. „Unca Scrooge said someday I will be just as beautiful as you are Miss. I can't wait!" Webby chattered carefree. „Ah, and you brought your raven friend. Hey, whats your name?" With the sight of the bird, Magica was forgotten for now. Webby loved animals. It suited Magica anyhow, all that positive attention was still new to her. Especially from children. She just hoped Webby would be nicer to Ratface then her own niece Minima was. But her worrys seemed needless, for the little girl had a hang with animals and Ratface was soon sittting on her shoulder happily.
Suddenly Magica felt arms arround her waist. „Don't worry, Webby is a real angle to animals. She wont do Ratface any harm." Scrooge was behind her. „Yes, I am glad to see not all children are cruel." She leaned herself into the embrace, looking up to his eyes. „So...just as beautiful as me, huh?" Scrooge blushed at this. „Shut up witch...you know how I think about you..." He murmured so nobody else could hear him. „Can't blame a girl to like the sound of it..." Magica closed her eyes and just enjoyed beeing close to him, and seeing him all flustered. She didn't notice Daisy watching them with a content smile. Donald on the other hand still wasn't convinced he liked what was happening. But even he had to admitt that his uncle never looked so peacefull before. He just aswell could give the witch a chance. If she prooved to be evil after all, there was always time to hunt her down.
At this moment Mrs Beakley and also Butler Duckworth entered the scene to announce that everything was ready for celebration. The Butler had spent christmas with his own family but was informed about Magica de Spell by the housekeeper. He forbid himself to have an opinion on his bosses choices of companion. Scrooce McDuck was tougher then the toughies and smarter then the smarties. He'd know what he was doing. Also seeing his strict boss so soft and calm warmed his heart.
Soon everyone was sitting on the large table together, enjoying each others company. Magica had agreed to Daisy that it was alright to inform Scrooge and Donald how their new friendship had formed. While skipping the details not intended for mens ears. If Magica ever was willing to tell Scrooge exactly how she was feeling these days. It had to be in private. „I am glad to see that you found a friend in Daisy. Told you she is nice. And to be honest, she helped me sorting my feelings for you aswell." Scrooge took Magicas hand in his own. The witch sniggered. „Someday we should share the details of that week." She teased although she was sure, she was way more oblivious then him.
It didn't took long before the children got excited cause midnight drew nearer. Firework was a waste of money in Scrooges opinion so no one in the McDuck household had some. But watching it, was for free and they all gathered in the frontyard to see Duckburg be enlighted arround them. Magica turned up her nose on Scrooge. „Thats so typical for you old miser. Lucky for you, I don't need money to light up a firework. Let me show you how a witch does it!" With that words she drew her wand and created a spectaculary lightshow no one there had ever seen before. It even got a small contribution in the news later. She also managed to light up all their names in colorful, sparkling letters across the night sky. With a big „Happy new year" writing to end the show. The kids eyes glow with anticipation, especially Webbys who again was complety awed by the beautiful witch. Different from christmas, this time Magica was proud of her work. It was familiar terrain for her. Ratface and her created such a show infront of their hut every year and Naples was always eager to get everything filmed and on the news.
But this year was the first inher life. That she got hauled into a warm embrace after everything was over. To receive a kiss from the man she loved, in front of his family. „Scrooge...everyone is looking at us..." she mumbled shyly. „Yes..." Was his answere as he dove in for another, even deeper kiss. Couldn't argue with that. Magica just closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling that rushed through her body. As they ended the kiss everyone was staring at them. Webby came closer with big, shiny eyes. „Will you marry her Unca Scrooge?" The whole family sniggered as the couple became beet red in the face. Scrooge cleared his throat nervously while Magica just got facinated with the floor beneath her feet. „Webby darling, it is a little to soon to think about stuff like that.„ He ruffled her headfeathers lovingly. „Why? Don't you want to marry her?" The child clearly couldn't sense what she was doing to the scotman. Now even Magicas eyes where on him. „I...I didn't say that Webby..." He managed to choke out between grit teeth. „It's just to soon...please could we talk about somethi...?" He started with pure desperation in his voice.
And then he found Magicas eyes, dark and beautiful, looking at him directly. Piercing through his very soul it seeemed. Suddenly the idea wasn't that far fetched anymore. To soon? He knew her for so many years, while they put their worst instincts on display. Still, they managed to fall in love with each other and what was left to learn where the better parts of the other one.
Now everybody was confused that he stopped in the middle of the sentence, Webby still looking expectantly to him. „Just...not today..." He gazed into Magicas eyes, his heart skipped a beat as he found happiness and...hope in them. „And not infront of my all to nosy family! Now lads and lassies, it's time for bed!" That ended the discussion, at least, for today.
Saying good night was filled with many laughter and shared embraces. Magica received a hug from all the children. Even the triplets, whom seemed to share their Uncle Donalds more sceptical view on the witch, now gave her a warm good night cuddle. She returned the gesture akwardly, but her heart filled with joy at the acceptance.
Finally all the noise was gone and Scrooge and Magica where left alone again, cause Webby took Ratface into her room. Much to the ravens delight who was already very fond of the little girl. Mrs Beakley stood true to her words and hadn't prepared anything for the guest this time. But even if she had, for nothing in the world would Magica sleep alone tonight. She wished to be as close to him as possible after that horrendous week.
Just, how close should it be? As she entered the bedroom behind him, she got nervous. After their last kiss her body didn't stop heating up. Her heart still racing in her chest. But what would he say? Was she lecherous for wanting more, so soon? Before christmas he slept with her in his arms without laying a finger on her otherwise. But he told her, he wanted to see her right? Or was that just an excuse? Also seeing wasn't the same as touching... Why where feelings so damn complicated?
„Everything alright Magica?" Scrooges voice pulled her out of her daze. He touched her face in a gentle gesture, but it was like electricity on her skin. She cringed without realising it. Scrooge immediately withdraw his hand. „Hey..." He began with a comforting voice. „You don't have to be afraid. I can see you are nervous. But I promise you. I would never lay a finger on you without your agreement. Even if that meant not ever. Let me be honest: Yes, I desire you. Very much that is! But not in exchange for your trust. I love you Magica. And that doesn't mean entering this room with me, makes you mine. Letting me kiss and embrace you, doesn't commit you to devote your body completly to me." He took her hands after that monolog. „I just wanted you to know that, cause I sense you are not feeling comfortable right now."
Magica just couldn't believe he was so sweet. A man, normally so force and demanding. Also he desired her, he trully did. The witch laughed sheepishly. „Now I feel really kinky next to you..." She leaned her head against his chest. His heart was beating as fast as hers, she could feel it. He was talking big, but in reality just as nervous as she was. Looking into his eyes she whispered: „I want you to touch me Scrooge...to kiss me...all over...Now!" His whole face flushed and he gulped nervous. „Unless...you don't want to...You have the same conditions that I have Scrooge. I wont force you into anything, ever." She added softly.
„Don't want to...as if..." He mumbled as he pulled her closer, kissing her with passion. Magicas hands found the buttons on his jacket, quickly removing it so she could roam her fingers under his shirt, over his chest. She was surprised at how well-toned he was. Many years of hard work sure left their marks on his body. He gasped at her touch, breaking the kiss, looking deep into her eyes. „May I aswell?..." His fingers lingered over her blouse. Words wont come to her anymore, she just nodded. Gently he removed the garment. Then, with a quick motion, he removed his own shirt. Magica watched every movement. How could he be so handsome? She felt herself beeing led to the bed. „Lets lay down, ok?" He spoke softly. „You're shaking again..." His touch was so incredible tender. As if he worshiped every part of her body. „Promise that you tell me, if you wish me to stop..." She smiled at him assuring. „I want you to do anything but stop Scrooge...please..." She ached her back to give him better acces. He seemed to understood, as his hand found the fastener of her bra. One last questioning look from him before he dared to remove the piece.
Scrooge gazed at her for a moment. Taking in the sight of her. „Dang it Magica, you are so beautiful..." Now her heart was beating so fast that it made her dizzy. She wanted more, so much more. Not meeting any rejection from her, Scrooge became more confident, carefully removing the last garment she wore, his kilt. Seeing her all exposed beneath him made his heart go faster. Blood rushing through his body. „Beautiful, so beautiful..." He repeated as he startet to kiss her neck, her collarbone and finally, dared to sink his lips on her soft breast.
Magica gasped surprised at the intensity. A tender kiss from him had already made her dizzy. But this feeling, his hot breath on her sensitive skin, burned her.
Soon she was chanting his name in a hoarse voice. As his lips and fingers found their way all over her body. She aswell touched and kissed every part of him she could reach, but his actings had her lying down and arching her body up to him most of the time. She was completly lost in her intense feelings. And she loved it.
„Magica? May I...?" His gentle voice reached her foggy mind. The question clear as his hand lingered between her legs. She looked him in the eyes with a piercing glance. His cheeks where red, his eyes filled with nothing but love and lust. „No!" She answered with a strong, yet rasp voice that overruled any objection. There was a quick flash of surprise on his face, but he removed his hand at once, understanding in his eyes. But Magica shook her head, she proped herself up to lay her arms arround his neck, dragging him down with her in a passionate kiss. „No, I meant not your finger...". The look on her face was so intense, it made Scrooges heart beat even faster. „I want to feel you inside me Scrooge...now!" The man looked worried at her. „Magica...I could hurt you...also we have no protection, we shouldn't..."
She silenced him with a gentle finger on his beak. „I am a witch Darling. I am proteced with a spell since I grew up." Her gaze grew more intense, filled with pure lust now. „Also I am not prim. I like it a little...tough. Especially from you Scrooge. Don't hold back any longer. Just...take me..."
There was no arguing her. „Demanding..." he murmured with a loving smile, as he finally gave in to her plea...
Of course it hurt and she cherrished that pain with fervor. It felt so good to having him inside her. It became clear at once, it was what she always wanted. Her body had always known what her mind just realised.
But for a split second, before she reached her climax, screaming his name. There was the image of the elder witches in her mind. Condemning her actions. A quick panic that grabed her heart with an ice cold hand.
But it vanished as Scrooge kissed her with all his love. Gazing into her eyes as if he never saw something more beautiful. Finally rasping her name aswell.
For the first time that week, both of them slept peaceful again. Holding each other close and warm. Complementing one another like only love was able to.