„You know, going on a treasure hunt with you really sounded like fun...I fear I have to redeem my opinion..." Magica sounded just a little bit bugged about the whole situation. What namely was her and Scrooge beeing tight up in the middle of a jungle, surrounded by natives that where not so pleased this two strangers tried to get their villages treasure. A miniature of a jaguar, made of pure gold with smaragds as eyes. „Aw, come on. What is a real adventure without beeing in a pinch once in a while?" Scrooge anwered, still cheerfull despite beeing tied up and with his life in serious danger. „I forgot I talk to the man, who also thinks beeing chased by a giant lurch is a good way to spent the day...You do realize though, that they are warded against dark magic. What makes my skills worthless at the moment?" The witch hated beeing useless. „Normaly I go on excursions like that with my nephews, non of us ever had magic. So it's still status quo." Scrooge tried to calm his love. „But I'd let you down...you counted on my magic to help..." Now Magica sounded more sad then angry. „Don't be silly, you are here with me. In this whole mess together. I couldn't be happier!" Scrooge moved arround as good as he could, to be able to hold her hand. What was quiet the task as they where tigh up back on back. But he still managed. He fondled her fingers in a soothing way. „If at all, I am the one who let you down. Our first adventure together wasn't supposed to be of the serious danger kind...I am sorry..." Magica couldn't help but smile: „This isn't neither our first adventure together, nor the first dangerous one." He hesitated, „Well, you know, I meant as a...couple..." „Oh, you mean a date!" Now the witch hold a smug grin on her face. Scrooge didn't answere that but blushed furiously. Magica bathed in this warm feeling inside her heart as she suddenly felt a rush of raw power flowing through her, that was gone as fast as it came. Confused she shook her head. What was that? Scrooge could only feel the shaking, he started to open his beak to ask what was wrong, but was drowned out from the natives, suddenly starting a real ruckus over something. They where all jumping up and down and chanting something. Scrooge couldn't tell if it was out of joy or anger. The foreign language made no sense to him at all. It was scaring him. The witch next to him was just as confused, if possible she tried to nestle closer to her partner. „What are they doing Scroogie Darling?" She shouted over the loud chanting. „I have no idea my dear, and I am not sure if we would like the answer..."
A man appeared from the crowd whom was dressed more colorfull then the others. Looking like a medicine man or something of that status. But Scrooge wasn't concerned about his wardrobe, it was the richly ornated knife he was holding that bothered him. If this man dared to touch Magica...
But before he could even start to threw death threats at him, the knife was swung at them...
With utmost accuracy he had cutted through their bonds, making Scrooge and Magica loosing their balance for the sudden lost of support. Befor they knew it, they where dragged to a warm fireplace, given some delicious juice to drink and the whole tribe danced arround them. Now clearly in a cheerfull matter.
The couple sat there with wide open eyes. Not sure if it was safe to realx yet. The medicine man gesticulated wildly between them while talking non stop. But was only met with looks of confusion.
„I thought you speak all kind of languages, can't you understand what he's saying?" Magica hissed in Scrooges direction. „Aren't witches supposed to know that kind of medicine man stuff?" Scrooge countered. „Cause I am sorry, but gibberish was never part of my studies." „And I only speak hocus pocus..." Magica deadpanned. Both looked at each other and started to laugh. They always felt good bickering with each other. Forgetting their potentional dangerous situation for a moment.
The medicine man watched them closely, face showing understanding. He finaly stopped his antics and layed a hand on each ones of their shoulders, saying just one word. The way he said it sounded very solemnly and concluding. After that he took Magicas hand and drew an invisible line on her palm for a few times. For all they know, it was an infinity knot. Then he hold out his arm. Pointing at the entrance for the village. Seemingly an invite to leave in peace. Magica didn't wait for the natives to change their minds and rose in a haste. „But my golden statue..." Scrooge dared to start, but the witch shot him one glance and dragged him out of the village by his rump. „Seriously Scrooge, sometimes I just want to punsh your life in the face..." She mumbled under her breath.
„Oh, what a waste that was. And we were so close to getting the statue." Scrooge was still lamenting on their way home in the Airplane. He was flying it himself. Magica sighed, she knew how much he hated failure. She never gave up herself. „Well, we still got our lifes!" She pointed out. Leaning onto his shoulder and whispering into his ear with a rasp voice: „And it was a great adventure..." She let her beak touch his neckfeathers ever so lightly. It made him shiver. "Magica..." He turned his head to her, but she was quick to turn him back. „Eyes on the sky Scroogie, you don't want us to crash, don't you?" „When we crash it will be entirely your fault you sneaky witch..." Scrooge complaint, but kept his eyes to his task as told. She laughed and trailed light kisses on his neck and cheeks, massaging his shoulders while doing so. Scrooges grib on the steering wheel tightend every second, his hands became sweaty. „Magica...please stop that, I am trying to concentrate here..." He finaly choked out between grit teeth. She let her hands run down his arms, but then showed mercy and got off. With a satisfied smile she took her seat next to his. This woman was going to be the end of him.
Scrooge reached for her hand, while they steped out of the airplane, as they finally arrived at McDuck Manor. Again, Magica felt this sudden burst of power rushing through her. Slightly more then before, but just as quickly gone. She started to worry a bit. What was that about?
„Say, do you have any idea what the medicine man tried to tell us?" Scrooge interupted her thoughts. „As for the symbol, is there any other magic meaning to it then infinity?" The witch looked at her hand as if she could still see the symbol. „The ancient understanding for it is perfection, duality and empowerment...But, I bet you already knew this. Also, to some people it stands for..." She paused and blushed a little. „Everlasting love..." She added in a hushed voice.
Scrooge looked at her and then away to the sky: „I'd like that..." He glanced back into her beautiful, wonderstruck eyes. She was so surprised by his romantic words she couldn't even answere properly. Scrooge sensed her confusion and smiled gently. „But I doubt thats what a native medicine man, from a godforsaken jungle saw in us." He laughed at the very thought. Magica had to join in. Really, to outstanders they must seem the same enemys they where before. After she calmed down she laid her head on his shoulder. „Still...I'd like that too..." She whispered so soft, he could barely hear. A pleased smile on his face, he draw her nearer into his arms.
Feeling his warmth, the images of the elder witches poped in her head again. Unlike the rush of power, this feeling was cold and frightening. There where so many things going on at the moment, she hadn't an answere for, it was truly frustrating. As she talked to Daisy a few days ago, it seemed all would be clear, as long as Scrooge returned her feelings. Now it dawned on her, that it was only the beginning. She needed to think.
Scrooge was well refreshed after a long bath. Dirt, mud and bad memories of the jungle washed of with the warm water. Magica was contend with just a quick shower and disappeared from his sight after that. Neither Mrs Beakley nor Quackworth had seen her, thus he made his way through the huge manor to find his love. She seemed absent-minded since they came back from the jungle. He was worried.
Scrooge found the witch sitting on the cozy reading corner in the library, that was set up on the window sill. Holding his number one in her hands. For a split moment panic took over him. Was she about to continue their endless fight for the dime? But on the other hand, he fully trusted her by now. Thats why she could even get the coin in her hands, all alarm system against witches where turned off or removed.
She was completly still looking at it. But a frown was upon her beautiful face.
„A penny for your thoughts." Scrooge broke the silence. Magica looked at him with a smug face but smiled „Since when are you willing to pay for anything old miser?" Scrooge sat down next to her and returned the smile. „Point taken! Still, please tell me whats on your mind. You look a little distressed. He stroked her cheek gently and she leaned into his touch with a content sigh.
„Don't worry, I was about to put it back. I was just...remembering everything I had to go through for that damn thing. It was such a huge part of my life and now..." She sighed. „I hold it in my hands but...I don't want it anymore..." She gazed deeply into his eyes. „Just can not stand the thought of hurting you, by taking what you hold dear. You old fool made me soft..." The witch sighed.
„You always had a good heart Magica, you where just very good at hiding it. Just like myself." He pulled er into a warm embrace. „But I can tell, thats not all you have on your mind my dear. There is more to it, isn't it?" For a moment, she didn't answere. Considering what she should tell, but if there was someone she could spill her heart out to, it was Scrooge. „Do you remember that time, we ...stranded on that island together, thanks to the broken Moonquarz...?" Scrooge shot her a long glance. „Magica...there is no need to hide the truth anymore, you know. I figured out you had planned the whole thing right after we got back. It was the first time I truly understood, that there is more to you then an evil witch. And that I feel more for you aswell... I just had no idea what it was. You do realize though, that I kept that moonquarz right next to my number one, don't you? So yes, I remember. I remember every second of our adventure together. Even started to stop now and then, and just watch the moon..." Both blushed deeply as he ended. „You never told me, you figured that out, and I thought you just kept it cause it was valuable..." Magica mumbled. „Yes, because I couldn't make sense of it. Besides, it was clear you wanted to keep that a secret from me. But I kept the quarz just because it remembered me of our time together." He turned her face to him and gently laid his lips on hers. Enjoying the fact, that they now could share their feelings freely. „But why are you asking?"
Magica claimed another, deeper kiss fom him, before she answered: „Back then, I told you about my magic Mission...to melt the first earned coins of the richest men in the world to an amulet, that will grant me the Midas touch...including your first dime. The only coin, that I was never able to claim..." He just nodded. She looked so serious, he didn't dare to interrupt her thoughts.
„Now I refuse to continue the spell. But that means...I will not fulfill the destiny the elder witches planed for me. Will never achieve my magic mission. I have no idea what consequences that will have. There was never a witch who disobeyd the elders orders. At least, non you ever heard of again..." She looked up to him and he was shocked to see so much fear in her eyes. „I am scared Scrooge...They are always keeping an eye on me. They even took away my dark magic once. As you know, cause you where the one to persuade them to give me another chance...But this time it's different. I did not fail at the task. I decided to disobey them openly...It's just a matter of time till they'll find out and then..." She stopped, she had no idea what would happen then. A sorceress that fell in love with a human, so deeply, that she was willing to deny her destiny as a witch... unthinkable.
Scrooge hold her closer in an soothing embrace."Magica...I honestly considered giving up my dime,
after I realized what I feel for you. As I thought, I would never stand a chance with you anyway. So that I would at least be able to make you happy. But...I knew that wouldn't have been the case. Sure, at the beginning you might have felt your dreams came true. But then...The more you would have used the amulet, the rest of the world would have got poorer. Yes, you would be the most rich and powerfull witch in the world, but alone and despised by everyone else. After a while, your dream would have become a nightmare. Thus I decided, I wouldn't let go off it. For your sake."
She looked at him astonished. „You really considered that? But that dime means the world to you, you told me that!" Scrooge smiled at her. „There where always things I hold more dear then my dime, like my family. The dime represents my life but is not necessary for it. Even if I had nothing but bad luck without it. I mean, when my Deadbeat of a nephew can survive that every day...However, the dime is not my number one anymore Magica, it's you..." he took her hands in his and gazed at her with all his love. The witch blushed deeply and avoided his eyes. „Stop it you fool..." she whispered with a genuine smile on her face. She felt the same way.
Still she feared the wrath of her elders and the thought of loosing her magic. Different then Scrooges dime, her magic wasn't just a symbol but a part of her, of her soul. She snuggled up to him and he hold her close and safe in his arms. „We will work this out Magica! Don't be afraid. There is nothing that can stop us, when we work together." He murmured while he buried his beak in her soft hair.
„Together..." She repeated. A spark of hope raising in her heart and almost at the same moment, another bolt of that unknown power. She contemplated...
Yes, together...He was right, it was stupid to hold anything back from him. He was so smart and strong, maybe his insight could help.
„Scrooge..." She started after a moment of just breathing in his sent and enjoying his warmth. "There is...something else..."
Expectantly he looked into her sorrowful eyes. No matter what it was, he would do anything in his power to help her.
But before the witch could open her beak again, a loud ruckus was heard in front of the library and in stormed no other then Brigitta Macbridge. Scrooge sighed irritated. He had hoped Brigitta would stop chasing him, after she learned he was in love. But it looked like this problem had to be handled face to face. Truth be told he didn't spoke to her yet, but rumors fly. Magica on the other hand, was fully informed. She kinda expected the other woman much sooner. It wasn't the first time they met either. They even switched roles for a day one time. The witch remembered now, how easy it was for her to flatter Scrooge back then. How she knew how to spark his interest, just because she knew him so well. Pushing the matter of the strange power beside for a moment. There where other things at hand now.
Brigitta had stopped as soon as she saw the couple in their tight embrace. Her face turned red with rage. „I was only away for the hollidays and now this. Listen Magica de Spell, I have no idea what trick you pulled this time. But I will not allow you, to play your stupid mind games with my Scrooge! Daisy just told me what happend. DAISY! You even managed to convince HER of your scheme! All you want is that dime, I don't care. But Scrooge is MINE!"
She gasped loudly for air after she finished her whole rant without breathing. Glaring at the witch.
Magica and Scrooge glanced at each other rather unimpressed. „I know its Ladys first, but may I?" Scrooge asked in a stressed polite manner. „You may darling." The witch answered in the same manner. She knew what was coming. Brigitta wasn't a bad person, but she definitly choosed the wrong words here.
„Brigitta...You are a good friend whom I could always count on." Scrooge startet calmly. „But I also had always made it clear, that you will never be more for me then that. I am much certainly not yours! Never was and never will be, that was always in your mind from the very beginning. Also, when you dare to say you do not care what happend to my number one. Is that proove enough, you never even bothered to understand me properly.
But most important is, you will not come into my house and speak to Magica like that, without even knowing one thing about what happend! NO ONE, talks to her like that in my presence!"
The woman swallowed hard on his harsh words but kept her stand. „Scrooge, she is manipulating you! It's not the first time she used a love spell or something like that on you. Can't you see? She is even holding your dime right now!"
Magica looked at her hand in confusion, Brigitta was right. She didn't even notice she still hold the coin. Had forgotten everything arround her in Scrooges arms. Carefully she stood up, went to the display case and put the dime back where it belonged. It was time to settle this situation. Scrooge understood that it was now her time to talk. He crossed his arms and waited.
„Brigitta, I am not even mad at you for accusing all those things. After everything I did, its just understandable. Donald even lunged at me the first moment he saw me here in the manor next to Scroogie...What was at christmas by the way. Now you see, that was quite some days ago. So tell me, why would I AND the dime, still be here by now?" She paused to give the other woman time to keep up. She closed the distance between them and layed a comforting hand on the others shoulder. Brigitta winced but permitted the gesture. Looking into the sorceress eyes, she wasn't so sure of her point of view anymore.
„Believe me, I was the last one to catch on. I was convinced I hate Scrooge. So much, I never even considered anything else. But then..things happend and finally, after days in agony. Daisy helped me to see what was going on with me. That might sound strange to you, but as you pointed out, I am a witch. Not used to...feelings of that kind. And after I learned abouth them. I came to Scrooge, ready to get my heart broken and beeing send off for good. And thats what I would have done. Leaving him alone. You see, I truly understand how you must feel right now, but...it will certainly not help to chase after someone who can not respond to your feelings or blame the one he choosed. I learned the hart way, that we have no control over our hearts."
Magica smiled shyly at the other woman. She was aware that she was nothing but a threat in her eyes.
„I promise you, I have no intentions to harm or take advantage of Scrooge. I love him..." She cast a glance over her shoulder at him and blushed the same red he does at her comment. „Yes, we will fight and yell at each other sometimes. Thats for sure, but thats just how we are. I am certain you dislike me very much at the moment. But I would wish for you two, to be able to stay friends as before. And maybe someday, you will be able to accept me by his side, cause that is, where I will stay...
Just don't dare to hug or even kiss him!" She added with a glare. Scrooge chuckled behind her.
Brigitta burst into tears.
Now, that went well, Magica thought in panic. Scrooge approched her form behind and hold her close. Making sure she knew, she did nothing wrong. After a while, Brigitta was able to speak again.
„I knew it, I always knew it..." She sobbed. „The first time I saw you two together. Fighting like there was no one else in the world. I knew this could happen someday. I just wished so much you two would be forever to stubborn to realise it. I am sorry I did. That was selfish of me."
She looked at Scrooge. „I love you, but I should have helped you instead of thinking of myself." Her glance roamed to Magica. „You are the only woman I consider worthy enough for him beside me, you know. I fought, but I lost. Please forgive me."
The couple shared a glance and then stepped forward to hug Brigitta from both sides. „Why is it that anyone knew before us?" Magica deadpaned. „So much for smartier then the smarties..." Scrooge added embarassed with himself.
They all talked for a while. Explaining the situation better. Brigitta left with a smile. She said she would need some time away to get used to it. And she would still keep an eye on Magica in case this all was a trick of enormous dimensions. But she smiled.
As the door closed behind Brigitta the couple let out a loud sigh in unison, looked at each other and laughed heartly at that.
Scrooge touched Magicas cheek. „I love to see your beautiful smile my dear and I really don't want to ruin it again but...wasn't there still something on your mind bothering you?" Magica smiled at him. „It's true, but to be honest, after Brigittas visit I feel more confident that we can work it out, then before." They sat down again at the window. Scrooge hold her hand and wasn't about to let go till she told him everything.
„Well, as we were tied up today and you hold my hand to comfort me. I felt something...strange. Like a rush of raw power floading trough me. It was quickly gone, but I have no idea where it came from. And that was the moment the natives startet to freak out all of sudden...Maybe they could feel it somehow...All of them had magic amulets. It could be what the medicine man tried to tell us about. Or this is just one big coincidence. It happend again as we exit the plane and right before Brigitta showed up here. Every time a tiny bit more powerful then before. When I think about it, I had felt some sparks like that now and then since new year but, never such a rush of power like today..."
Her eyes full of questions landed on Scrooge. He looked worried. „How does that feel? My gosh Magica, is that power hurting you?" He was really afraid. But Magica took his face between her hands and kissed him lightly. „No Scrooge, its not like this. To be honest, the power feels...good. It's a warm and comforting feeling somehow. But it still scares me, cause I don't know what it is. My own magic feels different and I am afraid, less powerfull as this could be, if it lastet longer then a split second." Scrooge sighed relieved. „Is it possible that your emotions materialize like that because you are a witch. Maybe it is normal for a witch in...love, to feel like that?" he asked hopefully.
Magica considered that. „Well, that can not be excluded...Maybe you're right." She leaped to her feet. „Tomorrow I will fly back to Mt Vesuvius. I can not leave my hut alone forever anyway. Then I will meet up with Mim. Maybe she can give me the answeres I need. This time, I will not be to proud to ask another witch for advise!"
Scrooge got up to and pulled her into another embrace. „You wanna leave...?" He snuggled his beak against her neck. His voice sounding a little sad. „Alone?" Magica nestled closer to him. „All I own is still in my hut. And I rather talk to Mim alone about that..." She looked him deep in the eyes. „I will come back, you know, I always did.„ She winked at him with a smile. Scrooge already smiled again aswell. He even laughed „Yeah I know, even if I didn't want you to..." He raised her chin with his finger. „Are you sure you can trust Madame Mim?" The witch nodded assuring to that. „Of course, she is my best friend!"
„Ok, I trust your adjudgement." Scrooge kissed her deeply. „Doesn't mean I wont miss you thou..." Magica sunk into this kiss as deep as she could. „I'll miss you too darling..."
„You know...you could stay here...right? We could furnish you a labor or whatever you need as a witch in the mansion..." The man mumbled, his lips just millimeter apart from hers, slightly touching them while he spoke."
Magicas heart begun to race and she blushed deeply. „Are you... asking me to move in with you...?" She whispered bashfully. „Mhm..." he answered coyly, locking his eyes with hers. He took her hands in his. „Magica I...want you to stay with me. I...Do you..." He gulped, he couldn't bring himself to ask yet. Now Magicas heart was beating like the first time they kissed, she felt how her body betrayed her as her knees got weak. „I'd love too..." she hushed „Let's talk about that, when I got back. For now..." She kissed him and run her fingers over his chest, whispering in his ear. „...I want you to love me, that I can still feel you, when I am away...please..."
Scrooges eyes where dark with lust, he couldn't answere anymore. Without a further word, they managed to made their way into his bedroom. Not leaving again for that day.
Mrs Beakley, who wanted to fetch them for dinner, decided quickly against it as she heard distinctive noices from the room.
On the next morning Scrooge waved his love goodbye as she flew off with Ratface in tow. He already missed her. „Silly old fool!" he scolded himself. He sighed deeply, with a last glance to the sky where Magica had vanished, he started his day. Lots and lots of work would keep his mind of the witch and she would be back in no time.
Magica arrived in italy and breathed in the familar air. It felt good to be back. Still, it already doesn't felt like home anymore. The saying was true: Home is, where your heart is. And that was miles away in Duckburg.
Neverless beeing back in her hut and with her belongings wasn't bad. She looked arround the room with a sceptical glance. It would take some nifty magic to pack all this stuff so she could bring it back to Duckburg with her, not that she wasn't capable of it.
The thought alone made her blush and her heart race. With an atypical girly giggle she let herself fall down on her bed and sighed happily. Moving in with Scrooge and maybe someday they even...She pressed Ratface to her heart, whom was crazy enough to land on her knee while she was in this state, and giggled some more.
„Oh my dear Ratface, I'd never believed it would come to this and now look at me. Giggling like a schoolgirl." She smiled so bridely at that, even Ratface could feel her happiness. „What do you say, let's make some tea and cookies and invite Mim over. Maybe she can help solve the questions I have. Also my best friend needs to know what happend." Magica all but danced through her hut to prepare everything. Then she called Madame Mim with her crystalball.
„Oi, Magica!" She was greeted by her old friend." I was trying to get you for days. What where you up to?" Magica couldn't help herself but smile, a sight her best friend hardly ever saw. „My gosh, you are smiling. WHAT happend?" Mim poked her nose to her own crystalball as she tried to get a closer look on her friend. „Come over and I will tell you everything! I made tea." She didn't get an answere, for Mim was already on her way over. Magica laughed heartly at her excited friend. She truly had missed her. But moving to Duckburg wouldn't mean not seeing her again. For a witch, distance harldy mattered.
Magica greeted her friend with a bearhug. Also something Mim hadn't experienced from her for ages. Ever since the whole tragedy with that damn coin begun, Magica had changed. But now she had this warm shine on her, she had hold in her youth. Mim had never understood that Magica wasn't so much on the evil side. But she didn't care about that. She always knew the raven haired woman was going to be a powerful and beautiful witch. No matter what the elders said. The two friends stuck together like dark and light. Still, she was glad that her friend at least took an interest in black magic now. So much more fun, when you do it together.
„So what happend? No, say nothing. You finally got that dime, right?" Mim asked excited.
„Ha! Better!" Magica answered with a smug face.
„Bet…What could be even better then fulfilling your Magic Mission?" Now Magica blushed a deep shade of red that just added to Mims confusion. But then it suddenly dawned on her. „In Circes name...You are in love, or better: You finally realized you are in love!" Magica couldn't get any redder so she just stared with wide eyes at her friend. „Wha…How did you…? I didn't even…" She stared some more.
„Aww come on my dear. I am your best friend, I know you for ages. You fell in love with that charismatic old miser a long time ago. You where just to stubborn to see that. Ain't I right? Of course I could be wrong, and there is something else so much better then winning?" Mims smile was her usual mix from evil and delight.
Magicas face decided it was indeed possible to get redder. Her cheeks glowed so much now it almost hurt. She just hang her head defeated. „You...knew?" The other woman laid a hand on her shoulder. „Indeed I did my dear. But you where so confirmed on your hate. You would have never listen to me if I tried to tell you. So I decided, you need your own time to realize. Hoped you would come to me for help if you ever did."
Magica wished to just drive her head to the next wall as she thought what sorrow she had spared herself if only she wouldn't have been to proud to ask Mim for help after Christmas. On the other hand, she might never gained Daisys trust that easily otherwise, so maybe it was for the better.
„So, what will you do now? Another love potion? I always wondered why you used that stuff so often on him while you still claimed to hate his guts." Mim asked with innocent honesty.
„What? No! I would never do this to actually gain anothers heart! I just did it to get his dime back then. And the effect never lasted long! Besides…" She looked up shyly at her friend. „It is not necessary anymore…" She whispered the last part. „Excuse me?" Mim leaned down to her, holding her hand to her ear to hear better. Magica was nervous now. There was a difference between having a crush on a human and actually getting together with one, the non magic way. „He…He returns my feelings…" There, she said it!
Mims shriek was so loud Ratface fell from his birdstand. Now she begun to dance arround the room in a wild matter. Singing: „Oh my gosh, oh my gosh…" Magica was unimpressed by this behaviour, she also knew her best friend in and out. And this was a good sign. „I am so proud of you old girl! Congratulations, no wonder you look so happy. The old lad surprises me over and over again. The richest Duck in the world, and fell in love with a witch. His archenemy. What a story!"
„Hey, he isn't THAT old and neither am I very young anymore." Magica snarled. „Aww, did I insult your sweetheart? Oh my gosh you are so cute my dear!" Mim hugged her in a tight embrace.
After Magica managed to get out of that alive she looked at her friend with a serious face. „So, your not looking down on me for…loving a human?" „Pff, rules and regulations, what do I care about that stuff? I just like to see my friend happy." Mim answered with gusto. It took a load of Magicas mind to hear that. At least there was one witch on her side in this.
„I am so glad to hear that my old friend. And maybe you are able to clear something else for me…" And Magica told her everything abouth the strange power and even about her worries concerning the Elder witches.
But to her disappointment, Mim stared at her with wide eyes. „I never heared of something like that before. You are surely not the first witch who fell in love with a human. It's not accepted, but tolerated in most cases. But no matter if in love with another mage or human. Those rushes of power you told me about are new to me aswell. To be honest, that doesn't sound normal. And concerning the elders I fear in your case…"
But she could never finish her sentence as suddenly a mighty gush of wind and power rolled over the little hut. Mim heared Magica scream but couldn't made out anything. Suddenly she felt a dominace magic obscuring her mind and all went black…
Next chapter
After a day had passed without any message from her Scrooge started to worry. But Daisy and Donald convinced him, it was all fine. That she probably wanted to spent some last time at her own home and with her best friend.
Daisy had been delighted as she heared Magica was moving to Duckburg for good. For Donald it was the time to finaly gave up his suspiciouns and give his blessings to the couple. Anytime he wanted to say that they where moving real quick, he remembered that it was not the case. That they knew each other for many years, so he closed his beak again and was happy for his uncle.
But a second and even a third day passed. Now, nobody was able to calm Scrooge down anymore. His sorrowful thoughts run wild. From her just ditching him, to the worst case of her dead or in serious danger. He wished his detectives would still be up on Mt Vesuvius, but of course he dismissed them to save the money. Why didn't she have a phone? If he ever saw her again, it would be his first gift to her. No matter how unromantic that seemed.
Even if he didn't believed it himself, he checked his dime to see if she might exchanged it. That Brigitta was right in the end. But no matter how long he looked, it was his original number one in the showcase. Scrooge was so worried about Magicas well beeing that he would have been relieved if she just had stolen it.
Soon enough all his business plans where given into the capable hands of his staff and he prepared his private jet for a trip to Naple.
„Do you really wanna go alone Unca Scrooge?" The triplets wanted to know. Donald, the kids and Daisy had gathered in the mansion to bid farewell. Little Webby had tears in her eyes. „You make sure to bring her back, right Uncle Scrooge?" She sobbed. Magica and her raven had grown to her with ease. The man pattet her head absentmindly. „Of course deary, I am sure it's nothing. She will laugh at me for my worries..." He smiled at the little girl but his thoughts where far away, already on Mt Vesuvius. „Yes I will do this alone boys. Whatever it is, I am sure its a matter of just her and me. I'll call when I have news."
He waved one last time at his family and started the plane.
As he hovered over Magicas hut he was relieved to see smoke coming from the chimney. So he indeed worried over nothing. But he was going to check anyway, he missed her so much already. Even if she wanted to be alone some more. A quick hello wouldn't hurt. He landed the plane not far away, glad that Gyro made it possible to land on small space just like a helicopter.
Coming nearer to the hut he could made out singing. But it wasn't Magicas beautiful voice, it was Madame Mims out of tune singing. He sniggered, he was happy that her best friend was with her. He just hoped she already told her about the news. After a quick knock on the door he entered without further ado. They never bothered to be invited to each others home, why start now? Mim, who was mixing up something in the cauldron, let out a shriek of surprise as the elder Duck entered. „Dear me! Scrooge McDuck. Why don't you enter?" She sneered „Pray tell me what gives me the honor?"
Scrooge took a quick glance arround the room. Ratface was sitting on his stand, a confused look on his face. He wondered why the raven wouldn't greet him like usual. Magica was nowhere to be seen.
„I am sorry I surprised you Madam Mim. Please tell me where is she?" Now Mims face looked equal confused as Ratface. „Excuse me, who?" Scrooge wasn't sure if Mim was trying to be funny. Had Magica ordered her to deny her if he asked? He sighed. „Look, if there is something I did to upset her, then please let me talk this out. She didn't give me a sign since she came here, and I simply started to worry. I wasn't about to bother you two in your reunion much longer. After a quick hello, I will be gone again if wished."
Mims expression didn't change one bit, neither did the ravens. „Scrooge old man, I fear your age is finally showing, your getting senile. There isn't anyone here beside Ratface and me."
As if she was any younger then him. On the contrary, wasn't she already alive to Merlins times? He slowly got angry at her. But wasn't about to take Magicas best friend on. He turned to the raven instead. „Ratface, you know I only want the best for her. Please tell me where is your Bosslady?"
„Uhm…" The raven took a quick glance to Mim „She is right there at the cauldron, as you know, cause you just talked to her…" He sounded worried as if not sure if the old miser was dangerous or not, he clearly had lost it.
Now it was on Scrooge to get confused. That was way beyond funny, at not at all something Magica would pull of.
Mim approached him, arms akimbo. „Scrooge, I really have no idea whats gotten into you. Would you please at least tell me whom the mysterious lady is supposed to be, you are talking about? All that money must get into your head. Ratface always was MY raven!"
That was the last straw, Scrooge literally exploded: „Thats not funny anymore. Where is MAGICA!?"
When he thought the two would finaly gave up their act after his outburst, he was wrong. „Magica?" They asked in unison. Bewilderdment so honest he became scared again.
For the first time since he arrived at Mt Vesuvius there was an ice cold hand of fear gribbing his heart. Something happend here, and now he was sure it wasn't something good. He decided to take this serious from now.
„Magica de Spell…" He started, „…Your best friend!" He looked at Mim „…Your mistress and friend." Eyes where wandering to Ratface. The two shared an unsure look. „Black hair, colored like your feathers, opal eyes, always wearing a black dress. A woman, beautiful as a moonlit night…" He tried further, a blush forming on his cheeks from his own words. „Beautiful yes, and a very powerfull witch aswell!"
The other two still stared at him, but their expression started to get different. Mim was holding her head as if she had a headache. Trying to remember something, something very important. Scrooge kept going: „She always tried to steal my first dime to gain the Midas touch." He hold his number one up, so they could see it. Now the raven shook his head as if to get rid of an invisible mist. Scrooge searched his pockets for his wallet and pulled out a photgraphy. He once took it, to be able to show his new security guards whom to be carefull off. But Magica noticed him doing so and posed with a playfull, innocent smile. It now captured her beauty perfectly. No guard had ever believed she was a thread according to this photo, till they met her. But he still had kept it. He looked at it and his heart tightened. That he would ever love and miss that sneaky witch so much…Now he was holding up the photo for Mim and Ratface to see.
„…Ma…Magica…" Mim mumbled as she got closer to the picture „Somehow she seems familiar…" Ratface just stared and stared at the picture „…powerfull…beautiful…" This woman on the photo meant something to him, if only he could remember what. Maybe the old Duck was right…
Suddenly Mim turned arround and started to rummage through the shelves till she found a bottle with a crystal blue fluid in it. „Here, one sniff of that will clear ones mind of all magic obfuscation…IF there is any…" The witch looked Scrooge in the eye. The old Duck seemed so sincere, so desperate…she just had to believe him. „Lets try it Ratface, we have nothing to lose." She pulled of the cork.
Scrooge watched them while pressing the photo of his love to his heart. Some hope shining in his eyes.
And really, after a few moments both Mim and Ratface shook their heads, looked at each other and then at Scrooge. „In Circes name…" Mim whispered. „They really made me forgett my best friend…those…those…" She didn't end her sentence, there wasn't a good enough description for that act anyway. Ratface just started to cry uncontrolled and flew into Scrooges arms to seek comfort. The man patted the ravens head and stroked his soft feathers in a soothing way. But his mind was on high alert for the situation.
„Whom did this Mim? Whom was able to remove your memorys of Magica like that?"
Mim stood there in clear desperation, hiding her face in her hands. Now she peeked at Scrooge and whispered: „The elder witches…" She teared her hair frustrated. „I remember now, they took her. I heard her scream…"
„Where?" Scrooge interrupted her. „WHERE did they took her?"
The witch winced as she saw his eyes. „To...to the depths of Pluto I presume. That is…"
But Scrooge broke in on her again: „I KNOW where that is. I was there before, together with Magica. I talked them into giving her another chance and I sure will get her back from them! Don't get in my way! I need a beading…"
He ignored the other two and started searching the hut himself till he found a stack of Salami. „The old man was down there before?" Mim asked Ratface in confusion as the elder stumped out of the hut, a dangerous grin on his face and a determined look in his eyes. „Yap, he sure gave the old hags a headache with his smooth talking I swear…"
„Gee, slowly I understand what Magica sees in that old miser…But don't you think we should… help? He is only a human after all…" Ratface shook his head. „You heared him, we better not get in his way. Besides, I've got the feeling this is something, only Magica and him can solve. I never saw a couple like them before. I bet they can do anything when working together." The raven said not without proud over his new, extended family.
„I guess you are right…but I still worry about Magica…" Mim hung her head, she couldn't forgive herself for forgetting her best friend. Ratface landed on her shoulder. „Don't! Remember: Beautiful and strong! Our Magica will show them!"
Together they stood at the door, still looking in the direction Scrooge vanished. Hoping and praying that their friends love was strong enough to survive.
Magica was getting real irritated. One moment she had fun with her best friend, the next she found herself captured by her mentors, the elder witches. At first she had sheer panic what would happen now. But the elders just threw her an ice cold glance and told her to wait. Occurrences of cosmical extend where about to happen. Some real criptic stuff and then…they waited. Magica had no idea what for. This was almost three days ago now. She was hold in the realm of pluto for that time. But not captured furthermore. Magica was worried sick about what Scrooge would think if she couldn't contact him for so long. But she didn't dare to ask the elders for their permission. Not as long as she had no idea what was going on. She felt cold and lonely. Opening the brooch on her dress, that was really a medaillion, for the umpteenths time to look at the picture of Scrooge she hold there. Careful, that her mentors would not see her doing so. Her heart was heavy, she missed him so much already.
Suddenly she heared a loud ruckus from the outside, then the gates sprung open and in stormed Scrooge McDuck himself, riding on the guardian worm of Plutos passage. He glared down on the council whom had gathered at the noise. It takes a lot to surprise the elder witches but Scrooge clearly left an impression. All witches, goblin servants and what else crawled in the underworld stared blankly at the elder Duck. Even Magica couldn't hide her surprise, and she knew him better then anyone else.
But all to soon the council picked up courage again. One of them snapped her fingers and Magica was held by several servants. „The dice of destiny is rolling sisters…" the elder witches snarled to each other.
Scrooge abandoned his mount, that slithered back to his abyss as fast as it could and now stood before them. Head helt high, eyes narrowing as he saw Magica held captured.
„Let. Her. GO!" he demanded. Not a trace of fear on his face despite beeing outnumbered by countless.
But by now the council had back their full posture, they laughed him in the face. „Well, well Scrooge McDuck, such a pleasure to have you back in our realm. Came here to get your little pumpkin back?" They gestured at Magica. Whom struggled to get free without success. The elders had sealed her magic for now. She shivered, so her mentors knew about her and Scrooge, this was bad…
The leader of the three witches stepped closer to her and forced her to look up into his eyes. „This nebbish of a witch, who always failed to comply her magic mission. And now, she even gave her body to you. Isn't that right Magica? Didn't you slept with that human?" Both Scrooge and Magica blushed, but Scrooges face was already red with rage anyway. „If she at least did it to bewitch him, but no. She was the one who get seduced. Begging for him to touch you, didn't you Magica?"
The raven haired witch was so ashamed, she wished to be able to look away. But the elder hold her in an iron grib. She found Scrooges eyes, afraid to see disgust in them by now. But all she could see was the same love and support he held for her since christmas. It gave her courage.
„Yes…" She started in a whisper. „Yes, I did all that!" Her voice now loud and clear.
Meanwhile Scrooge managed to made his way to her and she finally was able to get rid of the hold on her aswell. She literally fell into his arms, his embrace was protective and strong. But still warm and comforting. He stroked her hair and whispered soothing words into her ear.
The council looked at each other and laughed and laughed. Magica tried to blend them out by burrying her face into Scrooges chest. But the ringing in her ears was to loud, the laughter to shrill. She wished for the ground to open up and swallow her.
„We are just surprised the old miser risked to come here, just to get his bit of fluff back. Aren't there countless other woman you could use? The elders scoffed merciless. But Scrooge only looked up to them, his eyes shining strong and clear:
„I love her!" He simply stated.
„Sure…" one of the elder begun and streched the word in a mocking manner. „And you think a witch could really feel the same? Well, we see about that…"
Now the whole atmosphere seemed to change, some heavy and important meaning hang in the air. „There is an easy way to find out. Magica, you are allowed to refuse your magic mission and leave this realm with McDuck if you wish…"
Slowly the witch reached up her head again. „Couldn't you just give me another mission that wont hurt…" She started but was cut out by the council. „SILENCE you pathetic fool! One witch, one mission, thats the ordinance!" They waited till everyone was silent again.
„We said you are allowed to refuse your mission. IF you abandon all your magic power. If you give up, beeing a witch!"
Magica felt an ice cold panic at that thought. Quit beeing a witch? She felt confused and helpless. Magic was a part of her very soul, her everything. She looked up at Scrooge whom was angrily yelling at the unimpressed elders, of how unfair and uncalled for, that deal was.
Against all odds she smiled. Even now, in literall hell, he was not backing down one bit, she felt her heart soar with love for him.
„Scrooge…" She interrupted his outburst to get his attention. He immediately stopped and locked his eyes with hers.
„Please, be honest now…" Magicas eyes pierced into his soul. „Would you still love me, if I become human, or is it my power you admire?"
Scrooges eyes widend at her question, but then his expression melted into a soft, loving smile. „Magica…I admire that you never give up, that you are smart and creative. That you are funny, strong minded and always strive for getting better. That you can be cute and shy sometimes, that you also have some temper and you always speak your mind. That you love Ratface, your best friend Mim and my family…I could go on and on what I admire about you." He raised up her chin with his finger to get a better look into her eyes. „In addition I think of you, as the most beautiful woman I ever saw. I could write a whole book about your grace. Nothing I admire about you, has anything to do with magic. You are powerfull, but not because you are a witch. It's your personality." He stroked her cheek in a gentle gesture. „But I wouldn't want you to be sad because you had to give up your magic for me. I know, it is a part of you. It would be like ripping off an arm. I will always love you, no matter what will happen. If that means to go back, to what we where before, then I understand. Anything for your happiness Magica. Anything!" His words full of truth and warmth.
Magica had tears in her eyes at his confession. „You are right, loosing my magic would be like loosing an arm…" She started, Scrooge smiled at her in understanding. „...I could live with just one arm, or even without both…But I could never survive without my heart!" She turned arround to look the elders directly in the eyes.
„I love him more then I fear you!"
She never felt so sure of something. There was not a trace of doubt in her anymore. „I give up beeing a witch!" She kinda expected her mentors to argue, to yell at her. But they just asked a calm question: „Are you sure?". Magica nodded without hesitation. Now Scrooge had tears in his eyes, he couldn't believe what she was going to give up for him. His heart was filled with joy, but also concern. He dearly hoped she would never regret that decision. As for him, he had no intentions to ever let her down.
The council lined up arround Magica, all chanting something in a long forgotten language. Magica was lifted up off the ground by the force of their magic. A glowing mist circeling her.
She started to scream as her magic was drown out of her. It sounded like the comparsion with an arm, was more then just a metapher. Scrooge couldn't do a thing to help her. She floated to high above him. He stand on the ground with worried eyes, praying his love would be enough to heal her soul.
Soon, all the mist was gone and with that, every ounce of magic inside Magica. Scrooge catched the elder witches by throwing awaiting glances to each other. But before he could begun to wonder what they where up to. Magica started to glow again. This time, it was a warm and bright light, instead of the soft glowing mist. It bursted from her whole body in a blending fashion. All of sudden it vanished completly into her and she fell…
Scrooge reacted fast enough to catch her in his arms, reducing the impact of the fall as good as he could, till he held her up in bridal style. She seemed to be unconcious for the moment.
He noticed some of the light was left on her forehead. Forming an unmistakable infinity knot.
Slowly, even that last glow faded away and her eyes began to flutter open. She smiled as Scrooge came into her focus.
„Magica! Are you alright?" He asked with concern while snuggling her closer to his chest. „Well, to be honest: I think that was the worst pain I ever felt in my life…" She answered in a carefree manner with a tad of black humor. „But now…I somehow feel more powerfull then ever. It's the same rush of raw power I told you about before. Just this time, it didn't vanished after a few seconds, it united with me…" She laid her arms arround his neck to be closer to him. „It feels like an embrace of you, like a soft kiss. Comforting and warm." She closed her eyes and let out a content sigh as his arms drew her even closer into the hug.
„Magica…" Scrooge whispered till she looked up to him. Slowly he leaned his head forward to kiss her soft but lasting.
Then, as if on command both turned their head towards the three elder witches.
„Explanation, now!" They demanded in unison.
Unwillingly they detached from each other so they could stand side by side to face the council. Magicas mentors doesn't look so evil anymore. They all wore a proud smile and looked very pleased with themselfs.
„Yes it is indeed time for explanation. We started to fear, this day might never come." One of them started. „Magica, you where born under a very particular and rare constellation. We knew at once you could be something special. And special you always where. You had your own head, where more powerfull then witches your age, although you only used it for what you loved, thus no one really noticed. Driving us crazy with your behaviour.
It was written in an old prophecy that a witch, born under this stars, could achieve the greates magic of all, if she proved to be worthy.
You needed to be tested. We asked the crystalball how your future could turn out. Of course it was uncertain but clear about one thing. You had to meet someone specific and it was suggestet to send you on a quest that would send you all over the world. The path to your destiny would lay there somewhere.
The essence of the greates magic of all, is something even humans are aware of: Love. The one thing you can never find if looking for it. And it needed to be of the utmost true. Your survey had to be hard, only if the love could overcome any obstacles, it would transform into the raw form of magic."
They paused for a moment so all the information could sink in.
„You might understand now, it was never the midas touch you should gain. At first we had doubts, what if you just succeded to obtain that spell? It seemed like that in the beginning and we almost lost our hope that you are the one. But then, you met Scrooge McDuck. The first mutual attraction was there form the very start. From then on, the path was clear. Both of you got so addicted with each other, showed your worst, showed your best. From sworn enemies to allys and reverse in a single day many times. To the point where you knew each other to a T. We don't know if it was fade our you own subconsciousness that prevented you from acutally winning the coin.
Thanks to your raven, you even found out at some point. That Scrooges coin was never relevant for Circes spell. You scared us a good deal as you managed to melt that amulet without it. Until you decided yourself to destroy it again cause life wasn't satisfying without Scrooge. It was now the journey, not the goal you wanted. From then we just waited. Although we admit that we interfered that one time as we turned you into a fairy for punishment."
The elder witches sniggered at the memory. „It was also a test for Scrooge McDuck here, whom prooved himself more then worthy at that time. In addition it was very amusing to see you in striped tights…" The elders guffawed as Magica threw them a deadpan glare for that.
„Grant your old mentors some fun Magica. We had enough trouble with you. But now it is finally over. With that magic in you, someday you will become the most powerfull witch in the world. The last test was for you to decide what really matters. Only one, who is willing to give up all power. Is worthy enough to hold it!"
Scrooge and Magica looked both equally blank at the old witches. Trying to comprehent that all this years, it was one big plan spun arround them two from the very beginning.
„You're really saying we where meant to be? Like, written in the stars meant to be? That would explain why so many could see it before we did…"
The couple sighed exhausted. „And the reason why you captured Magica and put Mim and Ratface under a spell was to test how far I would go for her I presume?" Scrooge asked after while.
„Of course, we are not giving our most powerful witch in the hands of just anybody. Your love had to be true aswell!" The elders answered casually. „Does that mean I am now allowed to take Magica back with me to Duckburg? If she wants that of course?"
„You may McDuck, and Magica, this is not the end of your journey. Learn to work with your new magic."
„Of course mentors, I never stop striving for wisdom and power!" Magica bowed to her elders.
„We'll have an eye on you both! Till you fully control your powers WE are still the most powerfull witches arround here…"
Scrooge and Magica departed under the arrogant laughter of the elders, hand in hand. Back to the surface. Both their faces where bright red and they couldn't look each other in the eye. But they didn't had time to be shy any longer. As soon as Magicas hut came in sight. Mim and Ratface came running at them. The witch already in tears, hugging her lost best friend like crazy while Ratface had landed on Magicas shoulder and tried to cuddle as close as possible.
„I am so sorry Magica, the elders made me forget you!" Mim cried on and on joined by Ratfaces horse croaking. „Thank you so much for bringing her home Scrooge!" The man looked smug about it. „It was only in my very own interest Madame Mim." He said as he reached for Magicas hand again to pull her into an embrace. He wasn't about to let go very soon.
It took some time to explain everything, and assure Mim that it wasn't her fault Magica got captured. Now both her and the Raven leered at the embarrassed couple. „THIS, was the sappiest love story I EVER heard.„ She sniggered loudly. „You two truly deserve each other!"
It was forever unknown if that was meant as a compliment or not.
They all spent the night together in the hut, talking and laughing. Scrooge had called home to assure the rest of the family that everything was alright and they where coming back tomorrow. Details of the adventure could be told another time.
As all of Magicas belonging where packed away with help of magic, the hut looked very small. The owner took a last long look at it and sighed. „You sure, you are ready to come with me my dear? You know, you can have all the time you need." Scrooge approached her from behind, laying his hands gentle on her shoulders. „No Scrooge." Magica turned arround to face him. „I belong to you. I wanna be by your side, for as long as you want me there!" The man couldn't answere, he had a lump in his throat. He wanted to ask her that one question, but couldn't find the courage yet. So he just hold her close and kissed her as deep as he could. To show just how much he wanted her by his side as well.
They where interrupted by a discreet noise from Ratface. „Lets go home!"
The three headed to Scrooges jet. Mim waved at them till they where out of sight.
Some months later, the whole Duck Family and their friends had gathered at Elviras farm for a family celebration. Where everyone who didn't know yet, was informed about the new relationship of Scrooge and Magica. There wasn't hardly anyone who hadn't run into Magica at some point. Still, no one seemed to mind the love that was formed. Several admitted they had wondered about that anyway. Exspecially Ludwig von Drake along with his adopted son Gladstone. The later bragged on and on about the hints he had seen and this time, most family members agreed with him instead of shutting him up. Scrooge and Magica didn't stand a chance and blushed like the setting sun.
Sadly Scrooges sisters couldn't made it for this gathering. But it wouldn't be the last one.
Either way, they had mocked Scrooge about his love in a letter, that was already enough for him to know: He needed more time to face that on hand. His first instinct was to burn the embarassing teasing from his sisters. But Magica wanted to keep it. Someday, we will remember that with joy in our hearts Darling. She said.
Scrooge had nodded to that and choked his sisters in his mind. Still, he was very glad that, among the teasing, it was clear that both his sister where really happy for him.
Later that day, as the stars where out and the moon stood high in the sky. Scrooge and Magica settled down at the shore of the little lake not far from the farm. Watching the nightsky together as they once had on their moonquarz island.
Magica knew a lot about constellations and had interesting lore to tell about most of them. Scrooge watched her with a calm smile as she told her storys. He could have listen to her voice forever. At some point Magica realized she was watched with growing intensity, she turned her head to the man beside her.
„Something up Scrooge? You are quiet." She slid a little closer to him, leaning her head on his shoulder, their hands on the ground now touched and Scrooge took her hand in his. Where was his courage when he needed it?
„Say, can you conjure a shootingstar? I want to make a wish…" He answered completly out of context. Magica stared at him and then smirked. „Since when do you believe in that kinda stuff Scroogie Darling?" Non the less, she stood up and raised her wand to whip up the most beautiful shooting star she could muster. As she turned to Scrooge again to see his reaction, he was kneeling on one leg infront of her. Her heart skipped a beat at that sight and then started beating twice as hard as before.
„I want to spent the rest of my life with you Magica…Will…will you marry me?"
His hands where shaking as he pulled out a little box and opened it. In there was a beautiful gold ring, the front curved like an infinity knot. On one curve there where small, bluish gems. He looked into her wide eyes and waited with throbbing heart.
Magica gasped as she saw the ring, tears shot into her eyes and she sobbed slightly while covering her beak with her hands in disbelieve. She always thought this was only a reaction that happend in sappy movies. But now she couldn't help herself.
She fell to her knees and wrapped her arms arround his neck so suddenly they both landed on the ground. Scrooge on his back, Magica on his chest, looking into his eyes while she straighten herself up a bit. The man smiled at her and brushed some tears away from her cheek as he sat up aswell. „May I take that as a…?"
„YES! So much yes!" She chimed in, crying and smiling at the same time. Scrooge pulled the sobbing mess happily into his arms. „I am the luckiest man in the world…" He whispered softly. Magica just cuddled closer to him, she was beyond speaking at the moment.
I took some time before she was able to stop the happy sobbings. Scrooge took her hand and put the ring on her finger. Now she could look at it more closely. She knew a thing or two about gold and jewelry and could tell at once, that this was some really fine art, it was beautiful. „Scrooge…I love it…"
Then the gems caught her attention. „Wait...are those…?"
„Fragments from our moonquarz, yes. I asked the goldsmith to cut some off and gird them into the rings, cause it will forever remind me of you…" he hold up his hand to show her his own, he simply had a fragment at each side of the knot.
Magica felt so light and happy, she could never describe the feeling. Everything was right with the world at this moment.
„I'd never took you for such a romantic Scroogie…" She teased as she drew closer to him. Forehead touching his now.
„Me neither Magica, me neither…" He answered with a smile and then closed the distance between their lips in a long kiss.