"Wait what?" Dean asked, because he really was confused. He, Sam, an Sam's girlfriend, Molly, had just returned to their motel after a hunt, to find a short, skinny, as rather angry girl standing in their room.
"I said," she responded impatiently, "Your grandpa died and you've inherited his company."
"And that company was...?" Sam prompted.
"The Campbell Soup company. I've been running until we found you. I'm Danielle. Welcome to the Campbell Soup company," she replied, sounding bored.
"But our grandfather doesn't own the Campbell soup company," Sam said, stepping forward.
"You're right. He doesn't. He's dead. But he did and now you do," she rolled her eyes.
Molly laughed,"That's ridiculous. They cannot own the Campbell soup company."
Dean looked out into the hall, an around the room. "Is this a joke? 'Cause it's not funny."
"Trust me, if I could keep it, I would," Danielle said, popping a piece of gum.
"No. You can't be serious. I mean do you see us?"
All three of them were banged up and bloody.
"Yeah... What were you doing?"
"Hunting," Molly answered, and it wasn't a lie.
"Oh? What if you catch?"
"Nothing!" Molly said quickly.
Sam face-palmed.
Danielle pursed her lips. "Mm hm."
"Uh, Molly is a compulsive liar. We caught, uh, some animals earlier. We just, erm, cleaned them. You know...guts and stuff." Dean responded quickly.
"Before you ask where they are... We, um, sold them...to homeless people."
Danielle raised an eyebrow. "Right."
"Even if I did believe that we owned the company, which I don't, what would we even do?"
"One of you would have to be there at all times. Preferably Dean."
Sam and Dean looked to her in confusion and Molly laughed.
"Because he's the older one," she explained. "The one actually inheriting it."
"But Sam can work too, right?" Dean questioned.
"Yes."
"Good. Sammy, you're going to own the Campbell soup company. I'm out." He started to walk away.
"No!" Sam caught him and pushed him back in the room. "If we have to, we will all work together. But mostly Molly."
"Oi!" Molly punched him in the arm slightly. "You two are the owners."
"This isn't a joke." Danielle said. "There's a chopper waiting on the roof."
"A helicopter?" Molly asked excitedly.
"So...a helicopter. This might not be that bad," Sam said, giving Dean a questioning look.
Dean squinted. "I would like to be rich."
"Yeah," Molly said. "You can buy me stuff now."
Sam rolled his eyes. "Wow."
"Did you hear me?! There is a helicopter waiting. Hurry the hell up." Danielle grumbled, walking out of the room.
Sharing a look, Sam, Dean, and Molly followed.Much more to come!
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SOUPernatural
Fiksi PenggemarAn idiotic fanfic of Supernatural in which Sam and Dean discover that they have inherited the Campbell Soup company, and must take charge of it while still killing demons and the like. Includes many OCs.