Well, this is the first time I attempt to write a parody, plus, English isn't my mother- tongue, so be forgiving.

What you have to understand before you start sending me messeges with death-threats, is that I LOVE supernatural. Really, I do. Just because you like something, doesn't mean you can't make fun of it. In fact, I love Supernatural so much, that I actually use illegal means to keep up with the US (I'm not from USA, you see). My point is, I'm a fan, so I have the right to mock.

These chapters are very short, so it doesn't take a lot of time to read them, and reviews are always welcome. Enjoy!


chapter one- "Sam has a vision! Everybody gasp!"

It was early in the morning, and a loud noise woke Dean up. He was lying on a big bed, only in his underwear, looking really sexy, and fresh, although it was early in the morning. He looked around, confused, and realized he was in a motel room.

viewers wonder why this surprises him. Has he not stayed in motels in every single episode so far?

He immediately saw what woke him- Sam was lying on the floor, sweating and gasping. It looked as though he fell from his bed.

gasp!

Dean hurried to help him up- it was his little brother, after all, and he promised his dad he'd look after him. "Are you OK, Sammy? What's wrong?"

"I'm fine, but I just had a vision," sighed Sam. "It was terrible, Dean, I hate these things, I hate that I have to know what's going to happen, it's such a burden, and this time it was really bad."

"You mean more than usual? What did you see?" asked Dean.

"Britney Spears's comeback. She's not joking."

"Seriously? That's what you saw? How on earth are we supposed to stop that?"

"No, you idiot, it's not what I saw. I had a normal, ordinary vision, there's an evil angry spirit that's killing people somewhere," said Sam.

"Oh, thank god, you almost got me there for a second. So do you know where it's happening?"

"Yeah, there was a sign on a wall in my vision that said 'come to Pleasantview, Indiana, it's happening here.' Very convenient."

"Wow, easy on the sarcasm, man-" started Dean.

"No, I mean it. There was really a sign," explained Sam.

"Oh, OK then. You know, your visions really are detailed. It's quite useful," smiled Dean. "But wait a minute, why did you have that vision, anyway? You're not supposed to have visions now that the yellow-eyed-demon is dead."

"Dean, you're making too much sense, stop being so petty. Besides, I'm supposed to be the smart one, so don't steal my lines. Now, are you ready for this job, or not?" demanded Sam.

"Sammy, I was born ready. Pleasantview, Indiana, here we come…"

"That was unnecessary, bro. Do you really have to be that dramatic?"

"Sorry, man".

"No biggie. What do you say we get in our cool car and listen to some cool music, that fits the cool people we are?" suggested Sam.

"Yeah, I love that idea, it's not like we do it every episode or something. But first, I have to tell you something- I think dad wants us to pick up where he left off. You know, saving people, hunting things. Family business."

"Umm… dean, why are you telling me all this? I know all this."

"Yeah, you and every other fan in the world. Sorry, man, I got used to saying that at the beginning of every episode last season, and I kinda miss it," said Dean.

"That's OK," said Sam, petting Dean on the back. "Now, come on, we've got work to do."


And there is more to come...