A/N: This is funny little one shot that I wrote because I felt like it. Enjoy the Casketty goodness.

For Kick Caskett. Based on Thre3's original invention.

Disclaimer: Don't Own Castle

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Castle and Beckett were on the hunt for a new house to move into. They had taken that leap and ultimately decided to move in together. Sure, Castle's loft was perfect for the both of them but he wanted a fresh start, so he suggested they buy a new house.

"We have to find our own place. You moving in here is just you moving into my place. But if we find a new place, then it's us moving into our place," he whined whilst Beckett sat and drank coffee. They were sitting in his office with his laptop; frantically trying to find a decent place they might consider having a look at.

"Stop," Beckett said suddenly, yet calmly. Castle stopped moving the mouse and looked at the photos of the house, "This is it," she said.

"Is it? Is it really?" he cocked his eyebrow and continued to peruse the rest of the photos available for that particular house.

"Castle," she said impatiently.

"Yeah I guess it is," he looked down in surrender. He picked up his phone and dialled the number that was displayed on screen, while Beckett prepared to leave. She left the room and Castle hung up the phone. When he was sure that she wasn't going to come back anytime soon, he made a call to the nearest Mini Golf Centre and made arrangements he had no intention of telling Beckett about.

Beckett walked back into his office, purse in hand.

"Are we good to go?" she asked. Her sudden appearance made Castle jump, causing him to squeeze his phone in surprise, which in turn, ensured that he dropped it while still on the line. He fell off his chair and onto the floor. Beckett furrowed her brow in an effort not to laugh. He re-emerged with his phone against his ear, grasping his desk for dear life, to stop him from slipping again.

"We'll be there," he finished the call and hung up the phone. He slowly stood on his two feet and looked at Beckett with a you-didn't-see-anything look spread across his face.

"So we're going to see the place," Beckett changed the subject. Her voice quavered as she tried not to laugh at Castle's hair being mussed from falling. He looked at her in confusion.

"The…place. Yeah we are," he replied slowly. He had forgotten the original purpose of their outing being a new house to look at. All he could think about were his plans for their Mini Golf excursion.

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"It's so perfect," Castle said in awe as they exited the beautiful house.

"I know. I love it," Beckett said as she turned to look at the house from the outside. She unconsciously smiled to herself. Castle stared and observed how much she appeared to want this house.

Castle put an arm around Beckett's shoulders and pulled her close to him, "It's ours," he stated happily. Beckett looked up at him and smiled, "And I have some activities planned as a means of celebration,"

"Planned?" she pulled away and narrowed her eyes at him, "What did you plan?" she asked with a suspicious tone, only receiving a cheeky grin in return. He pulled her arm as he tried to lead her back to the car.

"Let's go," he said. Beckett stopped him.

"Rick, the house," she said pointing behind her.

"Oh right," he said before turning back and going inside.

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"Miniature Golf. How charmingly romantic Mr Castle," Beckett said, her tone practically dripping with sarcasm. They were standing in line at the counter waiting to pay for a game of mini golf. Castle had called ahead, which meant that all he had to do was pay and they would go straight to a specific hole he had requested.

"Just trust me Miss Beckett," he said as they were led by one of the employees.

As they played their games of mini golf, Castle waited patiently for them to get to his specifically requested hole, number 9. When they finally got to number eight, Beckett prepared to hit her ball when Castle made a not so subtle move to the next hole.

"What are you doing?" she scolded with a laugh.

"Nothing! Just keep going," he said as he made his preparations. Beckett hit her ball and tried to peer at what Castle had gotten up to, "Hey, eyes on your own ball Beckett," he called out to her.

"Well, I have to see if you're cheating," she said as she grabbed her ball and moved to the next hole. She found Castle kneeling down on the floor.

"Oh trust me, you'll appreciate this," he muttered under his breath.

"What was that?" she asked as she rested her body weight against her club.

"Nothing. You can go first," he said with an expectant expression. Beckett tried to brush off his suspicious behaviour and obeyed him by hitting her ball. She was so focused and determined to find out what he had done that she managed to get a hole in one, surprising herself and Castle. She gingerly walked towards the hole and knelt down beside it. Castle gave her a trusting smile, so she put her hand in and grabbed the hard cold golf ball with her left hand. She tried to pull her hand out but something was tugging at it.

"Castle, I'm stuck," she said through frustration as she tried to pull her hand out. He quickly ran to her side and tried to help her.

"This is not how it was supposed to happen," he said in aggravation as he tugged at Beckett's arm. She finally managed to pull it free, but because they had been tugging so hard, Beckett accidently wound up punching herself in the face.

"Ow," she said plainly as she began rubbing her eye with discomfort. She noticed the dazzling shiny object on her index finger. A diamond ring that shone so bright, it hurt her eyes.

"I'm sorry," he said as he took the ring from her finger.

"What is this?" Beckett laughed and didn't bother to move from her comfortable position on the floor.

"It was a marriage proposal," he replied with disappointment. Beckett tried to hide her laugh, "I wasn't sure how I was going to say this, so I had them engrave the ring," he said as he gave it back for her to read, "I love you," he said as she read aloud.

"Always, never to…Fart?" she raised her eyebrows and bit her lip.

"What?" Castle shrieked and grabbed the ring back. Beckett broke out into a fit of laughter, "I clearly wrote down Never to Part," he said with annoyance.

"Hey look on the bright side, it'll be a great story to tell the kids," Kate said as she stood up and brushed sand off her pants.

"Yeah I guess but- Wait," Castle stopped mid-sentence and stood from his seated position, examining Beckett, "Is that your insane way of saying yes?" he asked hopefully.

"Could be. Or it's just my insane way of telling you something else," she said as unconsciously placed a hand on her abdomen. Castle's eyes widened as he came to realise what was going on. He quickly pulled her in for a hug.

"I love you so much," he whispered in her ear.

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A/N: I don't know if I want this to be a series of One-Shots. As in the next chapter will be another scenario where Castle's proposal goes wrong. It all depends on the response I get from this Chapter! Thanks for reading Xx