be_compromised | Promptathon 2014

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Promptathon 2014

The Good Ship C/N Promptathon
of Magic and Joy: Round 3

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Prompting starts today, August 2^nd and will remain open until August 9^th. Submissions will start on August 16^th, and will remain open until August 31^st. It is, in fact, A WHOLE MONTH OF PROMPTATHON.

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Oh, the feels! So many feels! *hugs Natasha*

“This sucks.”

Natasha heard Clint grouse as she stepped around the privacy curtain. It had been a week since they had been on the retrieval mission and he was still in a mood. “You’re old.”

“Shut up.”

“Explain to me again why you tried to do that?”

“Because I’ve seen you do it a thousand times and you never throw out your back.”

More at AO3

Thank you :)

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OF COURSE HE DID. XDXDXD

It had been two hours since Clint said he was running to the store to pick up some stuff for dinner and Natasha was starting to get worried. But finally the doorknob began to turn.

“Nat!” Clint shouted as he walked in the door.

“Finally. What took you so long?”

“I was at the store, and I saw something...weird.”

“What do you mean?”

Clint looked at her like there was a million different things he wanted to tell her but couldn’t figure out what to say.

“What’s up Clint? You’re acting like you saw Steve buying a pregnancy test or something.” She sat up, “Did you see Steve buying a pregnancy test?”

“I saw you.”

“What?”

“I was walking down the cereal aisle, and I look over and there you were. But...you weren't you. Obviously.”

the rest (http://archiveofourown.org/works/2222382)

(And if you're curious I made this (http://kristilynn.tumblr.com/image/96133053941) so you can see what the other two look like)

Edited 2014-08-30 01:59 (UTC)

Oooh. Very intriguing!

“Scamming newlyweds? Who does that?” Clint asked, aghast.

Natasha looked at him fondly. He had seen just as much of the world’s ugliness as she had (albeit over a longer period of time), but he had still managed to retain some measure of idealism.

“Technically they’re not newlyweds. Their weddings don’t actually happen. They show up on the day and there’s nothing there,” Maria pointed out.

“Why is SHIELD handling this?” Natasha asked, allowing her boredom to seep into her voice. “Seems like a job for the FBI, given they’ve crossed state lines.”

Maria flicked the screen in front of them to a picture of one woman. “Kristen Halverson Watson, the head of Fantasy Weddings. Yes, those Halversons. Her grandfather is Attorney General Halverson, so the FBI has courageously kicked the case up to us.”

Natasha groaned. This did not count as a step towards balancing her ledger, not at all. What about the human traffickers, or the depraved scientists she had signed up to destroy? Petty criminals cashing in on deluded romantics barely counted as criminals, in her mind.

“It might be nice to take a break from some of the heavy stuff,” Clint said, looking carefully at Natasha.

Natasha thought about it. Clint had been shot in two of the past three missions. He deserved a break.

She gave Clint a slight nod. She wouldn’t fight this assignment.

Maria noticed the silent interaction between them, smiled briefly, and put two folders on the table. She slid the first to Natasha.

“You are Nicole Redman, former secretary whose gold-digging turned into true love,” she told Natasha.

Natasha rolled her eyes. Why did her covers always need Clint to be wealthy to be interested? She needed to have a word with the SHIELD department responsible.

Maria slid the second folder to Clint.

“You are Collin Barks. Solidly upper middle class once your construction firm took off, but not as rich as you pretended to be for Nicole at first. You’re rich enough to be interesting to Halverson Watson, but you don’t have the wealth or the contacts to threaten her.”

Clint flicked through his folder with interest. He wasn’t as good as Natasha was at medium term undercover work (no one was), but she was glad to have him at her back all the same.

“Nicole, your greatest desire is to have a wedding inspired by the French royalty,” Maria told him. “Thus the reason to hire Fantasy Weddings.”

“I didn’t think the French had royalty,” Clint said, putting on his best hick accent.

Both Maria and Natasha glared at him. Clint pretending to be dim sometimes had its uses, but it wasn’t appropriate for a briefing.

“Okay, okay. What century?” he asked.

“The 18th. Louis the Sixteenth,” Maria announced.

Natasha raised her eyebrow in surprise. Did they have to choose a King who had come to such an untimely end?

“The monogamous one? Makes sense for a wedding,” Clint said, out loud.

His optimism was going to be the death of her.

“What’s the rest of my dream?” Natasha asked.

“To be the center of the event. So you should put Sharon and I in the ugliest bridesmaid’s dresses possible.”

Natasha grinned, seeing the bribe for what it was, and appreciating it. It would be tough finding something that looked bad on Maria and Sharon, but she was up to the challenge.

“You contact her tomorrow. Sort out the details of your covers between yourselves.”

Maria waved a hand in dismissal.

Natasha turned to Clint, and tilted her head. The usual meeting place?

Clint grabbed his folder from the table and headed to the door in a couple easy strides. Of course.

Behind her, Natasha could hear Maria muttering about telepathic assassins. Natasha didn’t bother to hide her smile as she followed Clint.

*snicker* Oh, Clint. The monogamous one - uh honey, no, most likely not. More like the one who got his head chopped off by his extremely disgruntled subjects. XD And I sooooo bet those bridesmaid dresses are AWFUL! Natasha wouldn't back down from a challenge like that.

This is adorable :') thank you!

Perfect, especially after the day I had. But also awesome in any other way, I love their chemistry here :)

For once, Clint gets to class early. Admittedly, it’s the first day of class, but still. Sliding to the floor in the empty hallway, he pulls his phone out of his pocket – there’s still a good 30 minutes before his “History of Ballet” lecture, enough time for a couple games of 2048. After three games, Clint finds himself with 20 minutes still before lecture, and a few people who’ve joined him on the floor.

The one closest to him is a redhead, leaning her head against the wall and watching the others in the small space. She looks familiar, and she doesn’t have earbuds in, or an open book on her lap, so Clint figures it’s probably alright to talk to her. As he stands up and moves toward her, her eyes snap over to him.
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And read the rest of ao3, I guess: http://archiveofourown.org/works/2152419

I'm working on the title, I promise.

Edited 2014-08-30 18:56 (UTC)

Love this prompt! I could totally see this world expanding.

*hugs* I hope your Sunday is better.

Yeah, this was chapter 1 of a twisty fic, but it's like 7th on my list of fics to write at the moment, so I decided to just post it as its own thing.

Glad you liked :D

No, Natasha definitely wouldn't back down from that. If I had fanart skills I would try to draw Natasha, Sharon and Maria in their outfits.

And Clint is a sweetheart.

Loved your reasoning for SHIELD to be handling this, loved the bridesmaid dresses challenge, loved the telepathic assassins.

But especially loved this:

Both Maria and Natasha glared at him. Clint pretending to be dim sometimes had its uses, but it wasn’t appropriate for a briefing.

<3

Thanks! There are so many ugly dress possibilities.

Clint! Oh noes!

Of course, no one will remember the two dozen goons he DID take out ... ;-)

Co-Authored with

franztastisch

The map was SHIELD legend. It had first hung in Coulson’s office; nondescript, no ornamentation or stylized writing, just an ordinary world map. And then one day Coulson noticed a dozen or so colored pins adorning his previously unblemished map. Over time the pins grew in number and color. All Coulson could glean from the placing of pins was that each marked city was the location of a Strike Team Delta mission or a solo mission of either Barton’s or Romanoff’s. Eventually his curiosity got the better of him and he brought in Agent Hill to see if she could provide any insight. Together they were able to determine that at least some of the pins had to do with injuries sustained on mission, but the color coding remained a mystery.

Read the rest on A03 (http://archiveofourown.org/works/2228652)

This fic. Just soooo many feels! The revelation of what the pink meant just cracked me up - hahahaha, poor Tony, he shall never know the details! XD

Excellent dialogue!

"Who comes to college to work hard?" -- I can totally relate to this comment. ;)

:D I actually worked ridiculously hard at college, but I understand there are people who don't, and I occasionally wish I had walked that path.

Oh, but now I want chapters 2-7, including the one where the Halversons panic and actually put the wedding on, and then Maria is like,

"Yep, that's binding alright."

"Can't be. It was fake."

"No it wasn't. Remember, I was there?"

"You wouldn't, Hill."

"Ha. Like hell i wouldn't. Not after that dress she made me wear."

Edited 2014-08-31 09:48 (UTC)

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