All the usual disclaimers apply: I don't own Castle, never will, and certainly have no chance of ever profiting from it.
A/N: I can't begin to tell you how much fun I had writing these. I truly appreciate all the kind comments and reviews. I'm open to the idea of expanding a few drabbles into longer works, so if you have a favorite (or three), let me know.
"Is that what I think it is?" She points at the molded gelatin on the table.
"Depends." He sticks his finger into the red goo and tastes it. "If you think it's raspberry, you're absolutely right."
"Castle, when you invited me over for dinner and a movie, I wasn't expecting a Jell-O cerebrum and 'Night of the Living Dead'."
"You'd be the perfect dinner date for some lucky ghoul, though: gorgeous legs, perfect mouth, amazing eyes, and an abundance of braaaiiiiinnnnssss."
Kate stares at him.
"Um, that was my outside voice, wasn't it?"
"Yeah." She samples the Jell-O. "But thanks."