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Sherlock/Avengers

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Alongside the typical pile of letters accumulated in his morning mail, Mycroft finds a small brown package. It would have already been checked for poison and explosives, or else it would not have made it past security. There is no writing on the packaging, nothing that would tie it to Mycroft or to the sender. He is almost curious, but only almost.

Opening it reveals a small mobile phone, and not a second has passed before it starts to ring. Mycroft picks it up and says dryly, "Theatrics, my dear man, are beneath you."

"Theatrics are the only thing that work with you, I've found," Fury counters. Mycroft has to bite back a sigh; he is getting tired of aggressive Americans. The posturing can be so tedious sometimes. "Do you know how many times I've tried to arrange a meeting? Your secretary--"

"My PA," Mycroft cuts in coldly, "knows exactly what I think of your proposal and has filed it appropriately under not important."

Fury snorts and growls, "How is the safety of the planet 'not important'?"

"The planet?" Mycroft repeats, amused. "I would hardly consider North America an all-encompassing representative of Earth. Great Britain does not need to be brought into another one of your wars."

"This is different."

"Ah, yes. Instead of soldiers and insurgents, we're playing chess with the likes of gods," Mycroft notes. "Fury, I must commend you. This time you've truly outdone yourself."

There is a moment of silence from the other end, and Mycroft takes the moment to forward several pertinent emails. When Fury next speaks, every word is clearly enunciated; the conversation stretching the limits of his self-control.

"We have several people on hand who can protect him," Fury says. "Captain America, Black Widow, Hawkeye--"

"Also known as Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff and Clint Barton," Mycroft lists off coolly, taking a small vindictive pleasure in the surprised intake of breath from the other man. "Believe me, Britain does not sit idle; we take more than enough interest in the affairs of the world around us." SHEILD could only dream of the kinds of intel available to Mycroft.

"You should know then," Fury says tightly, "that we have more than enough manpower to look after your brother."

"I am not sending Sherlock off to the States again," Mycroft says, tone ringing with finality. "Don't think I didn't notice your attempts to capture him when he went to Florida. No doubt, if he were a citizen of the U.S. you would have forcibly detained him at this point."

"We would never--"

Mycroft laughs, a bitter noise. "Bruce Banner, alias: The Hulk, would argue a little differently, don't you think?"

Fury exclaimed, "We need him--Sherlock! We're dealing with the God of Mischief; we require someone clever enough--"

"I would think that Tony Stark would be perfect for the role of resident genius."

"He's--"

"Volatile, yes."

"Damn it, Holmes," Fury barks. "That report was private!"

"When you try to meddle in my affairs, in my brother's affairs, I think you'll quickly find there is little privacy to be had," Mycroft says flatly. "Now, I've spent enough time humouring you. Good day, Fury. I wish you all the best with your Avengers Initiative."

"I'll be in touch," Fury warns.

That makes Mycroft laugh again. "I'm sure you'll try."

/fin

Re: Sherlock/Avengers

[linneakou]

GO MYCROFT! Fury got SCHOOLED, yo!!

Oh my god that was fuuuuuuuuun~ And then of course Sherlock would be like "screw you, Mycroft. I'm boooooored" and he'd prance off to New York and get into arguments with Tony over pointless stuff because they both have to have the last word~

I'll shut up now.

LOVE.