-Chapter 1-

It wuz anothr rode trip in Deens car, teh Ipmala. Saym wuz sleepin in tha pasnger seet drreming abot mooses. Deen wuznt asleeping becas (lolz get it, be-CAS?!) wel duh he was drivin teh Ipmala, ya idjit!

"Sammeh wake up" sed Deen. "stap dreemn abowt yur moos gurlfrend or watever da hel is goin on in yur furreh obsesd mind."

Saym wakied up olive a suddn and sed, "Deen wats goin on?"

"Were at a bakrey, Bich. Imma get me sum pie" Deen liks to call Saym Bich wen Saym is being anaoyig.

"But Jerk wer suposed to be fiting evil remener?" Saym sed as he loked in the side miror n combd his luvly moos fur hair. Aslo he has antlrz now sins hes a furreh ;)

"Ohyah well you gon to be fiting *me* if I dont get my pie!" Deen sed angerly he stoped the Ipmala. N than he dragd Saym by da antrels outta teh car. "Nao get yur moosey aszbutt inta the bakrey befour I start to fel teh sympetms of pie witdrawl btw its a horibul diseize."

Saym said, "Oh noes!" Last time Deen had pie withdarlw he kiled sumwun. Then agen he is alway kilin sumwun hes a hunetr, durr.

Deen then stapd bein a grumpy grumpz. He ballareena twurld into the baekry but in a super manlee way. Saym trid to follow but his antlurz got stuc in da door!

"Holee Lucyfur!" Saym cryed (lolz Lucy-FUR, cus Saym is a furee)! Deen saw Saym traped so he coodnt eat his pie yet :( so that wus anoyin but it was ok cuz he got hsi brothur unstucked. Then Sayms fone ringed.

"Hay Bobee wats going on?"

"Saym, Dean, this is impertend," sed Bobees voys from da fone, "Therez a rilly bad monstro yuv nevar sean befor comin afta you called the Dedifier" Than Bobees voyse got reel sireyus an he wispered, "It maks peepil die!"

"Bobee, Deen and I are alweys dieng. We mite even be ded rite now, idk. Wat is life anymoar?"

"I downt know I aint yu ijits psaikaiatrist. So, how many tims you died nao?"

"197.5" sad Deen. "Da .5 wuz frum wen Saym stoled mah pie wun tim. Aneway I'm eatin pie nao cuz I don wanta die .5 more timez." He stufd a slis of boolberrey pie in his mouf.

"Yah ok" say Bobee, "Lisen, the Dedifier can only be defeeted in one way its you have to-!"

"WAT?!"`the Windchasers saed. But Bobee stopd tawking.

"Oh no the Deadifier got Bobee, Deen!" saed Saym. But Deen didnt say inythin sins he wuz pased out on acount of eatin too much bobullery pie. Then Cas apeard out of no wear. Wel actully hes not an angel anemore so mosly he wacked in teh door. Aslo he dusnt have wings anemore he wares fake fethury angel wigns frum a holloween stoar becas thay giv him self-esteam.

"Cas thank dog youre hear. We half to halp Deen regane his conshusness."

"Ok Saym I thinks I know wat will do teh trick" Cas said. Then Cas wacked ovar to Deen wher Deen was faintd on the flor n he creepd up clohs to Deens face.

"Halo Deen," Cas wisperd rapesily in Deens ear (He said halo cus hes the angley one LOLZ).

"Son of a gishwhes, Cas! You scard me!" Deen screemd.

"Its good you're a live Deen. You and me and Saym have to dafeet the Deadifier and brig Bobee back 2 life."

BUT HOW?!

-To be conituood-