The green-eyed witch

Magica pushed herself harder to the cold wall behind her. Her heart was beating fast and she couldn´t think clearly. Right now, in this strange moment she had no idea how all this madness had happened. Now, when she had all her enemies after her. And she had no idea how to stop them. But really, she haven´t the time to think about that now because he, gently came closer to her…

The room was so dark that Magica couldn´t see his face at all. But she could figure out that he looked angry, that his narrowed, beautiful eyes was filled with hate. Like they always where when he was with her. Magica felt her heart pounding faster and faster. She did not want that he should notice her fear. She wanted him to think that she, as usually didn´t care.

Scrooge hade came in front of her and she could finely see his eyes. Everything was so quiet, so noisy quiet…the silence cut itself in to her. Scrooge didn´t say a word, he was just standing there. Watching her, all of her… Magica couldn´t stand this situation. If he didn´t say something now, she would.

She felt so insecure with herself, everything she said always just came out wrong-that always happen when he was around.

"You should be happy" the sorceress hissed.

Well perfect, Magica! Didn´t sound rude or hurt at all…if she was alone right now, she would bang her head against the hard wall. Magica looked up on Scrooge, some of her black hair fell down in her face. She really had no idea how to fix that so she just kept going. And she didn´t knew why, why she was acting this badly.

"Now you can get rid of me and then you can have your silly dime for yourself" she looked down again, clearly hurt.

"You and Goldie gonna have a wonderful time together"

His hand took a firmly grab around her beak and made her look right in his eyes. They were standing to close… Magica made a quiet sound out of that strange feeling he gave her fear. Scrooge didn´t show any feeling at all. She couldn´t say if he was sad, angry, wanted to kill her…

"Haven´t you got it yet, witch ?"

So close…

"I don´t want Goldie" his hands was shaking but his eyes was steady.

"Or that stupid dime…"

Magica looked with big, confused eyes on the male duck.

"I want ya!"

Then he pushed his beak to hers.

The sorceress felt her chicks burning, she knew that her entire face was red and it felt like her heart was going to explode. He ran his fingers in her black hair. And now, for the first time in a very long while, she smiled. A real, happy, beautiful smile. For pure happiness. Magica felt something strange but familiar feeling grew somewhere inside of her. Happiness. Happiness and love.