Time Stamp: 10/1/14

Summary: Blake had taken a quiz on what sub-genre of metal he is. His result was Folk Metal. He decides that he has to listen to some of the music his result was. Blake decides that he has to tell Dean about it.


Dylan looked confused, "folk music? That crap doesn't exist." Alex was lying on Blake's bed and Dylan was sitting on the floor in front of the bed. Blake was sitting in a desk chair.

Blake gave his friend an annoyed look. To Dylan, things outside of rock, scream-o, Johnny Cash, and Metallica; the other types of genres don't exist, like Miley Cyrus.

"Johnny Cash doesn't exist," Blake replied. Dylan made an offended gasp and Alex was laughing.

"You take that back," Dylan said. He threw a pillow at Blake, who swatted it away without looking up from his laptop.

Alex started to laugh even harder and Blake typed something in. He looked at Dylan confused. "Did you throw something at me?"

Dylan looked at Blake confused. "Yeah, like two minutes ago."

"Oh," Blake said and went back to looking at the folk metal bands.

"Quick, which book am I thinking about?" Dylan asked and Blake looked at his best friend.

"Alex Rider," Blake said and Dylan nodded.

"What type of food am I thinking of?" Dylan questioned.

Blake deadpanned, "Pizza."

"What type?" Dylan asked.

Blake thought about it, "Chicken garlic pizza."

Alex looked confused, "I'm surprised he actually knew all that."

"Well, I knew him longer," Dylan said.

"That figures," Alex muttered and Dylan gave him the evil eye or some look. Alex looked a little unsettled, "Don't make that face."

Dylan gave him a weird look, "What face?"

Blake was looking for a song to play and looked back at his friends. Of course, Dylan was looking at something on his phone and Alex was looking at the ceiling while moving his finger in a circular motion.

As far as Blake knew, Miranda was busy doing something with her family and there was no way that his mother would let Miranda in his room with boys in it. He wasn't sure why, it's not like his friends were going to have a threesome or something. Blake was not going to let his friends have sex on his bed; he slept there, you know.

Blake found a song called In The Troll Forest. He started to play, listening to the instrumental play.

Dylan lowered his phone, "Hell is that noise?"

"That noise, my dear brother, is folk music," Blake said.

Dylan shrugged, "It sounds okay."

"It could be that whole instrumental band like Apocalyptica," Alex stated. The metal growls kicked in and Blake looked at the laptop. "Oh, spoke to soon." He went back to looking at the ceiling and moving his finger in a circular motion.

Blake looked at Alex, "Is my ceiling that fascinating?"

Alex looked at Blake, "Dylan won't kiss me."

"Oh no," Dylan said. "What a nightmare."

Christina walked in and looked at Blake, "What the hell is that noise?"

Alex said in a fake dramatic tone, "My heart breaking because Dylan doesn't love me anymore."

Dylan rolled his eyes, "If you couldn't tell, I just rolled my eyes at you." Alex smacked Dylan's shoulder.

Christina looked at the two boys with a 'what the fuck' type of look on her face. She looked back at Blake, "Again, what the hell is that noise?"
"Folk metal," Blake said.

Christina gave him a weird look, "Only you could discover weird music." She left the room.

Blake was texting Dean about the recent discovery of folk music.

I found folk music.

The fuck is folk music? That shit doesn't exist.

It does.

Blake found a link to the song In The Troll Forest and sent it to Dean to listen to. He looked up to see Dylan and Alex were whispering to each other. Whatever they talking about probably didn't involved him since they were whispering.

Blake looked at the songs to sample and decided to give them privacy. He looked back; Alex had his arms crossed and was glaring at the ceiling. Dylan was whispering something to him.

Dean replied back a few minutes later.

The beginning of the song sounds like something Bray Wyatt would listen to.

Blake was sure Bray Wyatt was the guy that looked like a cult leader tourist, who has a mechanic turned serial killer and a guy who wears a sheep mask, following after him. He looked back; whatever Dylan and Alex were whispering about was settled, judging from the way that they went back to what they were doing.


"Hey, are you okay?" Seth asked, noticing the weird look on Dean's face.

Dean was leaning against the wall, looking like he was concentrating and saw something disturbing. Whatever disturbing thing Dean pictured it would stay there.

"I'm listening to this band that Blake sent me a link to. I can't understand a fucking thing this guy sang," Dean said. "I listened to it three times and I still can't understand the growling parts. The only thing that stuck to me was the beginning. It sounds like something that Bray would listen to."

He played the song back to the beginning and Seth had to listen closely. He noticed how it seemed like Bray, Luke, and Braun appeared out of nowhere, to listen to the song too.

Seth looked confused, "Why are you listening to folk metal?"

Dean gave Seth a weird look."How do you know about folk metal?"

"My cousin Megan is into folk metal," Seth said. The metal growls showed up and Dean played the instrumental again.

"The instrumental is something that I would listen to," Bray said. The two guys looked at the Family. "Follow the buzzards." They left and Braun gave them a look.

Dean looked at Seth, "It kind of does, to be honest."

"Hey, where's Roman? I expected to find you two together," Seth asked.

Dean shrugged, "I don't keep track of him. I don't know why people expect to find us together."

Seth replied sarcastically, "Gee. I wouldn't know. It wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that you two are close friends or anything."

Dean looked offended, "I don't like your sarcasm."


A/N: Into The Troll Forest is an actual song by an actual folk metal band called Winterhymn.

I took a quiz asking what sub-genre of metal I was. I got folk metal and I looked it up.

Alex Rider is a book series that involves a teenage spy named Alex. I haven't read the series yet.