Shotgun!
Welcome to a fanfic written on the ABC boards by several different writers. Nothing's too steamy because of the rules of the board. Enjoy!
Topic: Conversations held in the car.
Rules: Conversations can be between any of the characters. The posts can be stand-alone or build on ones already posted. They can be any tone - funny, angsty, angry, flirty, whatevery.
Your posts have to be something that could actually happen on the show, whether now, 2 years ago, or 50 years from now. Whenever. Just realistic. No Josh-zombies.
Anyone can join in. if you're not on the ABC board, and want to join the fun, send it to me in a PM, and I'll add it.
14. By Kastlefan301:
Later that same day in their car on the way to a crime scene...
"Bro, really? Castle made Beckett pancakes this morning?" Esposito said chuckling in disbelief.
"Yeah," Ryan confirmed. "He told me while we were in the break room getting coffee."
"No way, man."
"Way."
"So *that's* why Beckett was all smiles walking in the door this morning. She got a little somein', somein' last night with Writer Man."
"Ah, dude... don't give me that impression of them. I so didn't need that. Besides, nothin' happened."
"Bro, no way he didn't make her pancakes and nothin' happen...again...! He's lying."
Just then Ryan's cell phone rang. "Ryan." It was Beckett.
"Stop talking about the pancakes," Beckett told Ryan. "Put me on speaker will you?" Ryan hit his speaker button on his phone and her voice rang out into the car. "Esposito, stop talking about the pancakes and drive. Nothing happened. He was paying me back for beating me at Monopoly last night. Got it?"
"Yeah, got it," Esposito said as Ryan hung up. "Damn...how'd she do that?"
"It's called magic, Esposito. Either that or she can read lips from back there."
"Dude, we are so busted on that one."