Deans P.O.V.-
Getting called into the bosses office is never pleasant. Especially when you show up to work two hours late. They can't fire me though. I am way too irreplaceable. They would be lost without me.
You probably have heard my name somewhere. I am THE Dean Winchester. I am the star of the hit food network show, Pass The Salt. I knew they couldn't fire me even if they wanted to.
So why am I so nervous? Why do I have a million worst-case scenarios running through my brain? Why do I feel like I am walking my last few steps, when all I'm doing is walking to my bosses office? Could I be getting fired?
I pushed away that thought as I open the door to see Mr. Singer sitting at his expensive mahogany desk, tapping on his nameplate. I stare at the words 'Robert Singer, CEO' before I sit down in the cushioned leather chair.
"Mr. Winchester, how.. nice to see you." he said, making extra emphasis on nice to make sure I knew that 'nice' was the only way he could describe me. What an ass.
"Um, hello Mr. Singer. It is nice to see you too." I reply, realize after how much of a sissy I sound, and internally slapping myself for it
"Dean, may I call you Dean? I'm going to anyway. Do you have any idea why you are here?"
"I assume it has to do with being late?" I say, not knowing why else I would be in this assholes office.
"Dean, I hate to inform you, the ratings on Pass The Salt are at an all time low. As of this point, you are at a very vulnerable position. You have been put up for termination."
God fucking damn it, I knew it.
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Pass The Salt
FanfictionDean Winchester is a famed television chef. Upon learning that he his current contact with Food Network is up for termination, he decides the only way to put some spark back into his career is with a cooking competition. Five male and female chefs w...
