A/N: I can't do Scrooge's accent so I will do my best. Takes place in Ducktales 2017 version of Scrooge and Goldie.

Scrooge sat there with his hat next to his side of the room and sat at the table with a can of beans. He had nothing to eat in days but like he said himself, regular meals were for softies.

He sighed and took a small bite. Bitter but he had to eat it. He looked outside the door and saw that the moon was very high in the night sky.

"Must be past 10 or so." Scrooge muttered to himself. He forced himself to another bite of beans and looked outside. He got up from his chair and walked outside.

For all he knew, Goldie left to go get some "supplies" for next month's work but he knew she was not getting them at all, meaning he had to get them the next day.

He saw a silhouette in the dark, staggering but trying to walk firmly. "Goldie?" he thought as he went towards the figure.

Indeed it was Goldie. Her rippling ponytail was swaying and her eyelids were wide then closed. Her white blouse had two buttons off and one of her suspenders was broken. Nothing a little sowing can't fix. She was hiccuping up bubbles and laughing.

"Boy," hic "That was fun! I wanna do it again?" she yelled.

Well at least in her hands she had a few supplies but not all of them.

"Where have ya been? And why are ye covered in wine again?"

Goldie opened her mouth but Scrooge shut it closed. "Lemme guess. Ya have been drinkin again? For goodness sakes Goldie! I was worried sick!"

She pushed back. "But you're Scrooge McDuck! You're never scared!"

"That can't be ya reason for everything!" Scrooge yelled.

"Yeah *hic* it can! Now I wanna..." Goldie collapsed in the grass as she began to laugh.

Scrooge groaned as he began towards her and tried to pick her up.

Goldie laughed. "Stop you're tickling me!" she began to squirm in place, making his grip go a bit unstable.

"Fer the last time. I'm not tickin' ya!"

"Sure *hic* you are." she said.

"Now we have to get back to the claim so we can get some sleep." Scrooge said, hoisting Goldie on to his back. She began to arch her back.

"No Scroogey," she began to wiggle from his grasp and he lost grip from her. She landed on the ground with a thump and tried to bring up her footing."I wanna stay here. *hic* If you want, take *hic* the supplies, stock them and go to sleep. I wanna stay here."

She threw the supplies they needed but most of them were food, now gone spoiled and ruined. He just looked at them and then at the drunk Ice Queen of Dawson.

Scrooge groaned. "There goes the food."

"Food Smood, we can get some tomorrow." she said.

"Yes after we sleep." Scrooge said, among gritted teeth.

"No."

"That's it!" he began to take Goldie by her hips and hoisted her up his back.

"Whee! This is fun! What are we gonna go Scrooge! Have a little fun?" she said, wiggling her hips. Scrooge blushed at the thought with just him and Goldie

"No," he said all serious after the thought. "We have to sleep. Tomorrow is a long day of work tomorrow."

"But... I wanna stay... Here please!"

She began to swish her ponytail in his face and got free from his grip. She began down towards his ankles and spats and crossed her legs around him and cuddled towards him.

"Mmmm your nice to cuddle with." she said, her cheeks next to his legs.

"Cut it out will ya? Its late!"

"But I wanna be with you."

His cheeks flushed pink with her remark about him.

With him dragging her towards the claim, it took a long time with her whining and screaming of that she didn't want to and he was tickling her but finally he made it.

"Awww beans again!" she whined as she recognized the smell.

"Ya don't hafta eat it of ya don't wanna." he said. "I ate it."

"Well no wonder." she said as she began to drag herself near the beds and onto Scrooges.

"Oi that's my bed." Scrooge yelled.

"Oh be quiet. You'll wake Scrooge up." she said.

"Ae am Scrooge!" he said, pointing at himself.

"Yeah right." she began towards the room they both shared. There were two beds each, one on each side of the room. She began towards the bed on the left, which was Scrooge's.

"Goldie hello? Your on me bed?

"But it's so comfy and warm. I wanna stay here again!"

Scrooge grunted as he had to go through this again.

"I wanna say something." Goldie said.

"Well go ahead. Ya been sayin' things all day with out permission at all." he said, mumbling some words in Scottish.

"I wanna kiss you." she said.

He didn't know what to say. She was drunk, she didn't actually mean it and when the alcohol was all out, she would be furious.

"Are ye sure Goldie? Your drunk. Ya don't know what ye actually saying since..."

"No," she got up from his bed and went towards him, her eyes gleaming with love. "When I met you *hic* I fell for you. I know it might not work but I love you as much as gold. I wanna kiss you still."

Scrooge was flabbergasted. "Goldie, um that was um flatterin' but I wouldn't mind but..."

"But what?" she smirked as she got near him. Her eyes flaming with desire, passion, and something Scrooge didn't recognize.

She guided him towards the bed and pinned him down. Without a warning, she smacked beaks with him into a rough but passionate kiss.

Scrooge seemed taken aback from all the movement of what was happening.

She's kissing me? Oh my gosh she's kissing me!

She began to pull him in closer by his whiskers and beggan to wrap her arms around his neck tighter as she began to sigh into the kiss as her hands, skimmed over his body.

Scrooge began to untie her ponytail and began to smooth out her bangs at the top of her hair.

As it got more further and deeper in the kiss, she began to lead Scrooge's hands towards her back and rolled her hips, signalling for him to undo the clasp of her suspenders.

He began fiddling with it but in the middle of trying to undo it, he began to recognize the alcohol, he knew this can't and simply CAN'T happen.

He broke the kiss but the blonde was persistent. She began to climb on top of him and tried to undo the buttons on his shirt.

"No... Goldie we can't. You had your kiss and that's it." he said.

"But I want more!" she whined. She began to move her tongue along his neckline and tried to undo his buttons again.

"You're drunk. Ae am not." he said.

She looked at him with her big green eyes staring at him. "Me too."

Goldie leaned towards him, her eyes closed.

"Goldie!" he yelled.

He heard her snore just a little and took a little smile to himself. He, as well, was tired as well. He had energy to lift her back to her bed but she was so cute sleeping.

Should I? He thought as he saw Goldie, cuddled next to him. She smiled as she went deeper in the covers. He kissed her cheek as she smiled hazily in her sleep.

He began to settle besides her and her head tilted towards him. One eye fluttered open and she smiled and held onto Scrooge's hand and both.slept.

The next morning, Scrooge smiled as he felt the sun kiss his face. He felt that Goldie was gone as he felt nothing next to him.

He heard puking noises towards the bathroom and saw Goldie lying there on the floor, clutching her stomach, and puking near the hole in the ground she dug up her self.

"That's the last time I'll ever go that far drinking." she said, puking up some more.

"Well that's what you said last time, and the time before and the the time before when you brought me along as well." Scrooge said, folding his hands, eyeing Goldie.

"I have a question. Why was I sleeping on your bed with you in it?" she asked, wiping her mouth. She gasped. "We didn't do..."

"No no! Or else ye wouldn't have any clothes on." he said, looking away.

"Did I do something stupid? Yell for a bear to eat me? Took all the cans out of the kitchen and threw them in the creek near by? Scrooge what did I do?" she said, looking at him.

Scrooge shook his head. "Nothing. Just said nonsense words and that's it. You wanted to sleep in my bed through."

Goldie peered at him. She knew something was up. She knew whenever she was drunk, she did stupid things. She got up and stood next to him.

Without warning, she yanked him by the collar of his jacket. Her eyes glared dangerously at him. "You're lying. I do stupid things when I'm drunk. Talk McDuck."

She pushed him down to the floor with a thump. Scrooge looked at her and thought of what happens if he told the truth. Would she be angry? Sad? Both? Boy he was not even ready to tell her.

"Last night," he started slowly. "I had to carry ye home and ye kept complaining that Ae was tickin' ye. We got back to the claim and ye went into my bed and I tried to get you out but ye said it was comfy."

"That's bit the entire truth." Goldie said. "I did something more than that Scroogey."

"Fine," he huffed. "I... You... We kissed." he whispered.

"We what?" she said, bending down towards him."Please say it in my good ear."

"We kissed." he said.

"I heard you the first time!" she hollered. She looked at him and stared.

She? Him? Kiss? For her, it seemed impossible for her but by the look of his face, he wasn't lying.

"I was that drunk?" she whispered. Getting closer to him.

"Seemed like it," he said, scooting a bit closer towards his partner closer.

"I'm just in shock. I was out of control. I'm sorry but not at the same time." she smirked.

"And why is that a difference?" he said, as eyes began to lock their gaze.

"I might... Get another kiss from the King of Klondike." she said as she went towards him.

Scrooge put a finger to her puckered lips as she opened her bright green eyes.

"Nice try O'Gilt, but not today." he said.

"Well at least it was a try." she said. She went up in defeat but she was not going to back out. She tugged at his coat and kissed him gently, almost trying to take possession on him.

"Instead I got a kiss from the Ice Queen of Dawson." he said as he went in and they were like that.