Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries AU, aka 1920s Lady Detective and her trusty police detective sidekick, tons of UST...

AAAHHHH!!!
Someone else who's awesome enough to love this show!

(currently switching between two MFMM fics for bigbangs and one BlackHawk - and trying to work out what to fill for this promptathon. My life is filled with suffering)

I totally blame Frea, but man, I love this show :D And damn right, we're awesome, hehehe.

(I feel you! I'm just stuck between birthday party prep and organising a bigbang and writing for one and looking for a job and trying to come up with enough brain cells to write something for this promptathon. Woe is me :))

“Well, I would say I’m surprised, but I don’t think you would believe me,” Detective Inspector Barton said.

Natasha looked up from the corpse she was examining, to see Barton looking at her with a poorly hidden smile. He offered his hand to help her out of her crouch, which she graciously accepted, careful not to muss her dress.

“Well, I am a private investigator after all, and it’s easy enough to tell when you’re lying, Detective Inspector.”

She moved her hand from Barton’s just a fraction too late for strict propriety, and watched him blush. Nevertheless, his keen eyes examined the body with the experience long years in his profession had given him.

“Now that the police are here, you can return to your practice. I’m sure there’s a missing dog somewhere that needs to be found,” Barton said.

She had grown fond of the detective inspector in their work together, but he still felt the need to pretend she wasn’t welcome at their crime scenes. Foolish man.

“Well, I suppose I can leave if you need me to, but the woman who owns the property has asked me to look into things.”

She had gotten to the site of the murder, a sheep paddock just outside town, a good three minutes before the police and had put the time to good use. The corpse was of a man in his fifties, and by the look of the veins in his face he had been a heavy drinker. Yet there was no sign of alcohol on his person. In fact, he smelled of shoe-polish and butter, strangely enough. His clothes indicated he had been a city-man, their shabbiness that he was not a wealthy one. The stab wound in his chest completed the sad picture.

Barton sighed heavily, looking between the corpse and her. “Any conclusions you’d like to share, Miss Romanoff?”

“Well, I do love to be of service to the police,” Natasha answered with a teasing smile. “He wasn’t killed here,” she began.

Clint nodded in agreement, surveying the trampled area around the corpse. “There's no blood.”

“And I’ll think you’ll find that cause of death was poison.”

“Poison,” Clint said flatly, looking at the gaping flesh wound in the man’s chest.

“If you want to know more, you’ll need to invite me to join your investigation.”

Clint ground his teeth. “Miss Romanoff, would you assist the police in this murder investigation?”

“Why, Detective-Inspector Barton, I’d be delighted,” she said, allowing herself to gloat at his concession. “He was poisoned with nitrobenzene. He smells like shoe-polish, despite the fact his shoes have obviously never been shined since he bought them,” she explained.

“How does a lady of the peerage know the smell of nitrobenzene?” Barton asked, something like respect in his eyes.

“Reading. It does wonders for the mind.” Natasha gave Barton a wink, and moved to survey the surrounding area before the deputies trampled it beyond saving.

Aaaaahhhh, you wrote it! I'm so glad you did!!! This is awesome, the teasing, the looks, the little lingering... Is it too soon to ask for more? :D

I dunno, I need writing fuel. Who do you want to be in the supporting cast, and as what?

Well, I'd say we need someong like Dotty and Hugh, what do you think? But as for casting them... no idea :)

This is lovely all on its own, though. But I'll be glad to toss ideas around, if you want :)

I feel like Kate would show up as a lady constable at some point, and Natasha would be close friends with Steve and Bucky, best friends and cab drivers. Maybe Jane Foster as a doctor, or Jennifer Walters as a lawyer?

I had the same idea about Kate :) And Steve and Bucky as cab drivers and her muscle, genius! And Jane gets way too little love and mention in fic, so all the yes to her making an appearance. I really like all those ideas a lot :D

Maybe I will write the rest then :P

That would be splendid :D I'd be happy to cheer you on while you write it.

Hah, I love how she sasses him the entire time. =D I definitely wouldn't be opposed to seeing more of this 'verse!

Thanks! I still need to figure out who in the MCU would be Natasha's maid. Darcy? Hmph.

This was so much fun. I'm particularly glad you warned for the dead body, too -- those murder mysteries can really take you by surprise ... ;-)

Thanks :) I'm so bad at warnings. :P

I am the queen of sucking at warnings. Keep thinking that stuff I think up can't possibly upset anyone. But this one? Was FUNNY. :-)

Well, it was a little tongue in cheek. But someone might have been surprised! You never know, it could have been an undead body! ;)