So this is a quick one-shot that I thought of. I really wanted to get it up last night, but the doc. manager wasn't working. Hope you like it! Sadly, I own nothing.
Enjoy!
The Sunny Side
A loud "CRASH" echoed through the apartment.
With equally shocked expressions Rick and Alexis turned to look at each other. Alexis' mouth hung wide open, but no sound was heard. Neither knew what to do.
"RICHARD!" Martha could be heard yelling. "What on Earth did you break?"
"I don't know mother, but I promise if it was a martini glass I'll buy you a whole new set."
After coming down the stairs Martha leaned herself over the railing and looked at the two guilty parties standing in front of her. "Well don't just stand there, go see what it was."
Rick was still dumbfounded by the incident. This was why he was a writer, not a baseball player. There was a considerable difference in the amount of hand-eye coordination required for the two. Hey, he was Rick Castle. He could even type with his eyes closed!
"I…uh…I'm gonna go see…" Alexis muttered.
"Sure sweetie. I think I'm going to put away the mitts for now."
As he was putting the mitts back on the counter he could hear Alexis sweeping up shards of glass in the other room. Just as he had turned to give her a hand, she came sulking towards him.
"Dad, I'm so sorry." He could tell she was trying not to cry. "I never thought that would happen. I really didn't mean to, I thought it would be fun…"
"Alexis, honey. Calm down. Just tell me what broke."
There was a long silence as Alexis composed herself. "It was your Tom Straw Award – the one for your first book. I am so, so sorry Dad."
Rick struggled not to laugh. "Hey, were you the one who threw the ball way over the catcher's head. I don't think so. Don't worry about it. And you know what?" Rick threw his arm around his daughter's shoulders and began to walk her upstairs.
"What?" She replied.
"Every situation has a sunny side."
"How does the total shattering of your first award have a sunny side? I mean I know you can think up some pretty out there stuff, but I'm not following this one."
"Well dear daughter," he said as they stopped at the door to her bedroom, "now I can write another fantastic best-seller and earn another award to take its place! So don't you worry your pretty little head about a piece of glass. Now, go sleep sweet dreams - dreams of sugar-plums dancing, or mountains of candy, or…knowing you calculus."
"Seriously, Dad?"
"Seriously. I shall see you in the morning." Without another word, he placed a kiss on Alexis' head and turned to retreat to his own bed.
Happy Anniversary Castle!
