A/N Heya folks! This is a real short one. Next one will be longer, I promise. =) Any story line you would like to see in this, drop me a review! This was really fun to write. Hope you enjoy! -Alex
Beckett shuffled out into the living room to find Castle still sleeping. He had one arm over the back of the couch, one on the coffee table, and his right leg hanging off. As if he didn't look exhausted enough, his mouth was wide open. Beckett looked at him with longing eyes. The feeling was fleeting, but was one that made her grin from ear to ear. For fear she would be caught, she headed into the kitchen.
She looked in the fridge for something to snack on. Before she got very far, she noticed a red can of whipped cream. Her first thought was to make a cup of hot chocolate, but she realized the opportunity in front of her. Castle's mouth was open wide enough to house a small family, she had a can of whipped cream; the fields were ripe for picking. On tiptoe, Katherine Beckett popped the top of the whipped cream and raised the can over her partner's head. Just as she was ready to accomplish her task, Castle shifted further onto the couch and closed his mouth in the process.
She heaved a sigh of frustration and sat down on the coffee table. How could she be so close to such an amazing practical joke and get crushed by a sleeping man? The dismay was only momentary for she had sparked another idea. She snuck to the kitchen and grabbed a sheet of wax paper. If this was all she ever used her wax paper for, a whole roll would last years. A huge pile of whipped cream had soon occupied the paper. With a huge smirk on her face, Beckett resumed her plot. She stood over Castle once more and placed both hands under the wax paper. Hesitation shook her hands a little but she overcame it by slapping the whipped cream to his face.
Castle jolted from his back clear up to his feet and shouted. "HOLY CRAP!" A huge roar of laughter came from directly behind him. He calmed down immediately however, when he found out what was on his face. As far as Beckett could tell, he was expressionless. But she couldn't actually see his face. Castle brought his hands to his eyes and removed a huge chunk of whipped cream from his eyes. "Oh. I should've known it was you! At least you were kind enough to give me a sweet treat." A tongue emerged from under the mound of whipped cream and cleared some of the white fluff from under his lip. Without any warning, Castle lunged at Beckett and smeared the whipped cream all over her face. She gasped. "You didn't!"
Within moments, Beckett had a can of whipped cream in her hand. She filled her hand and ran at him. Castle was laughing so hard that he didn't notice that she had pulled the can from the back pocket of her pajamas. His face was still coated and now his hair was slathered as well. The only thing he could think of was to find something suitable to retaliate. He dodged her and made it to the fridge. "YESSSS!" He rose to his feet with an identical can of whipped cream of his own.
Fifteen minutes had passed and they were still fighting with the whipped cream. A soft pounding on the door startled them both. "Shoot! Castle, I hope this is just a FedEx guy or something! Get me a towel, quick!" Castle obeyed and jogged to the kitchen for a dish towel. The adrenaline still coursed through her veins. She stood by the door and waited for Castle. Instead of hurrying, he was walking. "Castle! Hurry it up!" A small red towel flew at her face. She started to wipe the whipped cream from her face. Castle went back into the kitchen to get one for himself. As she opened the door, he wasn't exactly sure how to react to the voice he heard. Just in case Beckett didn't want him to be seen, he ducked down behind the table. All he could see beneath the table was a long black trench coat.
"Hi, Katie! Uh…cooking?" She chuckled and started wiping her hair. "Hey Dad. Not cooking…just um…"
Castle popped up from underneath the table. "Hello, Mr. Beckett!" Beckett's happy expression rapidly turned to a very annoyed one. What the heck am I going to tell my Dad?"
