Here's the idea: Take 3 completely unconnected words (the more incongruous the better) submitted by someone else and make a maximum 1,000 word story based on them.
Three Story Words: Hammer, Bible, Endearment
Words Submitted by: purplangel
Chapter Rating: T (err, or maybe K+)
Word Count: 287
Story Completion Time: 30 minutes
"Castle?"
He was right there 90 seconds ago when she went upstairs to get the last box of decorations. His Santa's workshop/nativity scene crossover project he's been working on diligently now abandoned. A hammer sits in between the baby Jesus and an elf, handle sticking straight up. Where did he even get a hammer? Does the man own a toolbox? She's been living there two months and still can't be sure.
Kate walks closer to get a better look. Steps over the Bible in the floor open to the book of Luke. He wanted to make sure he got all the details right.
Is that blood on the carpet?
"Rick!"
She finds him sitting on the edge of their bed, a yard of toilet paper wound and dangling from his left index finger, a crimson asterisks seeping through.
"What did you do?"
"Nothing, Babe, it's fine."
She glares at him at the endearment but gently unwinds the tissue from around his finger to get a better look. The nail is dark, the cuticle snarled and stained with blood, the skin angry and already bruising.
"You smashed the hell out of your finger with the hammer didn't you?"
"My second Wise Man wouldn't stay. Had to nail him down."
"No more using the hammer for a while, Killer."
Now it's his turn to glare at her endearment.
An idea dawns and he smiles. "Can I still use my *other* hammer?"
She narrows her eyes and purses her lips.
"You know when I say hammer I mean my peni…"
She shuts him up with a kiss, more to keep him from saying it than anything else. She hates it when he calls it that. But yeah, yeah he can.
A/N: Yeah, I went there. One cannot say hammer without it ending in a Dr. Horrible reference.