Okay I'm going to be honest, I have no idea where this came from. The idea hit me and I ran with it. I'm not sure I'll continue this is many people don't like it because it was just on a whim. I am not sure how much I like this chapter because I wrote it in like an hour and it's short but it's all I could think to start this story. I really do kind of hope people like this because I'm rather fond of this idea. So let me know if you like it please!

Of Choirboys and Delinquents

This was stupid. This idea would be it, the one that finally got Dean Winchester thrown in jail. Anyone who heard this idea knew it was stupid, if anyone even heard a whisper of this idea those people would know this was the worst idea in history. It was obviously wrong, morally, socially and most likely religiously wrong. There was a long list of things you weren't supposed to do and this idea that started off as a stupid little joke, had to be somewhere on that list. And yet here he was, crouched down hiding behind a long pew along with Steve, Ritchie and Tim.

The only thing lighting the room around them was the moon shining in through the stain glass windows of St. John's church. The full moon was filling the room with more light than usual so he was thankful for that. Green eyes scanned the room around him, it was the first time he'd ever been in this church. The high rounded ceiling and long isle down the middle caught his eye. This was definitely over the top for a church. There was a stage like thing at the front of the room with a big island like thing right before the stage. It was highly decorated, at least every part he could see was.

Back when his mother was alive they went to church every Wednesday and Sunday but that was at the small Church of Christ not at an over scale catholic church. But that was a long time ago, she was dead and God didn't care either way. After she died his dad stopped going to church because of the memories but he seemed to keep a hold on his faith. Dean himself had no faith left. He couldn't see any reason to, why would God let his mother, who had never done a thing in her life to harm a soul die? Hell when she did die it was to save her youngest son during a break in.

"I think they're gone." Tim's voice snapped Dean from his thoughts and back to the current situation. The four of them had to hide because Tim heard footsteps coming down the long hall way in the back. He'd heard rumors that the priests lived at the churches but hell if he had any idea if that was actually true. "Damn do these people ever sleep?"

Dean chuckled at Tim's words as he stood up from behind the pew stretching out his limbs. "They have to, they can't have sex so what else are they going to do when the doors of the church close?" the smirk played at Deans lips as the other three stood up laughing. Honestly Dean wasn't sure how anyone did it, live without sex?

Snorting Ritchie walked past him patting him on the shoulder, "Some people do without a chick under them every night you know. It isn't as rare as it may seem to you!"

Swinging his arm he laughed as Ritchie, for once, moved fast enough to not get hit. "Oh you'd know Rich." Steve muttered setting the obviously heavy duffle bag on the floor.

Smirking at the guys Dean shoved his hands in his pockets as they began talking about what they were going to do. Half-listening he bit the inside of his lip, Steve, Ritchie and Tim weren't really his friends. They hung out together a few times but his only real friend that wasn't a chick, sad to say, was Ash. His other friends, Pamela, Jo and Chuck were girls and well Chuck. They were the people he actually called his friends. These three guys, he really only hung out with them for his reputation, and the fact that it made his father mad which was really just an added bonus.

"Here you go Winchester." Steve held out a can of green spray paint while he shook a red one in his other hand. Grabbing the can from Steve he turned around and looked at the windows. Vandalizing a church… of course this was the stupid idea that they'd come up with. The stupid idea that he was currently second guessing. All he could see was his mother's face, the disappointment this would surely cause her. The sound of spray made him turn his head. Steve was coating the pew they had been hiding behind moments before with red paint. "You gonna back out now Winchester?" Steve said not looking at him

"Sure." He said rolling his eyes shaking the can he was holding. Letting out a breath he forced the thoughts from his mind as he watched the others paint the pew's and the stain glass windows. Tim had covered half of an angel on the window, Ritchie was just walking down the side of the wall spraying anything he came in contact with. Looking at the spray can in his hand Dean tightened his fist. This was really, really stupid.

At that point he should have just left, done the smart thing and turned around and just forgotten the whole idea. But Dean Winchester never really thought himself smart. Closing his eyes he lifted his hand to the window ready to spray the can. A loud yell made him stop dead. His eyes went wide as he heard Steve curse and drop the can and shoot for the door. Tim and Ritchie looked at each other before running off as well. Dean started after them once he heard the heavy footsteps running towards them.

"Grab the bag!" Dean looked down for a second as Steve yelled. He'd looked behind him and saw an older balding man running for them in the dark. Silently cursing himself he reached down grabbing the bag throwing it over his shoulder. "Hurry Winchester!"

Swearing loudly Dean dropped the bag once again bolting for the door. A hand landed on his shoulder spinning him around. His eyes went wide as he stared into the face of a very angry old man. The man's pale blue eyes looked around the room before looking back at Dean with his eyes full of tears. Quickly looking around he realized one thing, he'd been left alone. Steve, Ritchie and Tim had bolted, hell they probably told him to grab the bag so he'd get caught and they wouldn't. He knew this was a stupid idea.

If you want this to continue let me know! I hope you liked it! Oh! and if you have an idea for a one-shot you'd like me to do, it can be Destiel, Wincest pretty much anything let me know! I need to get my creative juices flowing and this seems to be the best way to get that done so... promt me if you'd like!