Written for 0lesbiangeekspiral0 On tumblr fanfic prompts. The prompt was - 'Imagine the most serious character you know, now imagine them getting scared by the toaster going off as they walk by'

I hope this works and suits your prompt! First attempt at Christmas and fluff.. (Sorry?) Oh well! As always my mistakes are mine and the world isn't mine, I just walk in it.

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring not even a mouse.

Beckett giggled as she recited Christmas poetry to herself. Far. Out. She'd definitely been hanging with Castle far, far too much.

Christmas Eve was always a time that filled her with happiness. She snuck through the house, trying to remain as silent as possible. It wasn't late but a case had kept them up for half the night. Gates had sent them home where they'd promptly fell asleep on the couch. She'd woken and moved away from him reading and catching up on social media before actually getting up to be productive.

She noticed Castle's head still in the same position she left it and wandered to the bedroom. Finally some time to wrap presents. He was such a child, he didn't leave her alone at all and Christmas shopping had been all on the internet; delivered to her dad's place and then transported back to the loft. She thinks they might have to set some rules around this time of year, maybe a day for shopping and hiding and wrapping.. Still. She was proud of her sneakiness and her ability to hide the gifts.

She sat in the bathroom - the only room in the whole house to have a lock, and grabbed the scissors. Crap. Now the stupid poem was stuck.

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.

Ughhh. It was good before and now it was just rolling. Maybe if she just went with it? She wrapped the Xbox One easily, it was just a box after all, and then moved to the stocking presents, gag gifts really. The first proved difficult, a Darth Vader light saber... Looked a little like something else; she had to go for the unpackaged one, didn't she? The second easier, a Lego key box and the third - new bed sheets; she found a breeze. Easy done. Now she just had to get then under the tree before he woke up.

She piled them on the bench from smallest to largest and realised that all in all she was going to have to do two trips. Crap. The Xbox One was too heavy and she was afraid of dropping it. That was first. Tip toeing to the tree she placed it carefully. There was presents she hadn't seen before under there. She smiled. Maybe when she was asleep he had the same thought?

Next she went back for box and bed sheets. Placing them carefully under the tree, she rearranged them so they were stable. Smiling to herself she went back for the last. She grabbed the light saber and bypassed the kitchen.

'Pop!'

Whaaaaaaaat? She jumped a foot in the air whirling the lightsaber; and promptly smacks Castle on the head.

'Dude! ' He rubbed his head.

'Sorry?'

'What's that?'

'Nothing..'

'Tell me?'

'No!'

'Toaster scared you didn't it?'

'No!' Yes. 'Shut up Castle!'

'Toast?'

'Sure.'

Ugh. Caught out by a stupid toaster. She sulks back to the tree and puts down the stupid lightsaber.

'Hey Beckett? I hope that is what I think it is.'

'Always in the gutter Castle. I guess you'll have wait and see!'

Later that night, when Christmas Eve traditions have been observed, the poem is still running around her head.

'He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,

"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"

She smiles, curls up to him. 'Love ya Castle." He mumbles back something incoherent.

She really likes Christmas.

./.