InsaneJournal

Castle walked into the bar after the race with his arms raised high in victory. No, he hadn't won. He was somewhere in the middle of their pack of racers, but that wasn't what mattered. The important thing was that he'd beaten Kate. By like one foot, but, again, didn't matter. It was the principle of it.

When Castle learned that he had the opportunity to race one of the pods that he had seen at the track, there was absolutely no way he was letting that offer pass him by. He'd driven a lot of fact cars in his time and had even raced a few, but that was nothing compared to these pods. They seemed to zip around the track faster than the eye could even see them. He was so ready to get in the driver's seat.

Kate wanted to race too, which of course meant that they had to make it into a mini competition. The two of them always tended to lean in that direction when they played a game. Even though they were racing other people as well, Castle wanted to make beating her a priority.

And now post-race, he was celebrating his victory at a bar, where he let everyone know that Kate was buying because he had beaten her. He leaned back a bit on his bar stool, savoring his win. "That? Was awesome," he said, and that time he was talking about more than just beating her.