All Hell Breaks Loose

Dean was studying a mole hole under an apple tree when the door of the house slammed shut.

"Oh not again," he heard Ruby whining.

"What is it?" Dean inquired, looking around, confused.

"You better cover your ears," the rest of the hens cackled and ran into the chicken house. They would shut the door behind them, if it were possible.

Dean looked towards the house and he saw Emma. She looked strange. She was wearing black shorts and a T-shirt with some scary, long haired and bearded men on it. The strange word Amon Amarth was written in bold, black font under their feet.

Emma was holding a beer in one hand and a small CD player in the other. "Let there be rock, my friends!" she shouted and took a swig from the bottle.

"Wow." Dean gaped at her curiously.

Castiel, who was in the other side of the yard, heard her yell and came running towards Dean. "Dean, Dean what's hap…" He stumbled over a branch, thudded to the ground, and his beak got stuck in the mole hole. He quickly got up, sneezing and coughing the dirt from his mouth.

"She's a cool chick," Dean said in awe, looking at Emma.

Castiel frowned. Something strange stirred in him. "Cool chick?" he said incredulously.

Meanwhile, Emma put the CD player on the ground and pushed the button. The music started to play. In the beginning it was distant, but it was getting louder with every second. Emma looked extremely happy. Soon, loud, rhythmical music blared from the speakers.

"Thunder!" she squealed, imitating the singer's voice and started to jump up and down.

Crowley, who was sleeping on the balcony, woke up terrified and ran away screeching. "Bloody morons!" He was hissing and climbing over the fence to get away from this loony bin.

The red dog just groaned and covered his head with his paws. "Oh God, what have I sinned?" he barked and crawled into his kennel.

"I was caught, in the middle of a railroad traaaaaaaaaaack," Emma screamed and started headbanging vigorously.

Dean was in a trance. He could not take his eyes off her. The music he was hearing enchanted him. He felt his body responding to the rhythm and started to mimic her movements.

"Dean, what are you doing? Are you unwell?" Castiel started to shake him gently. He was concerned.

"I… I feel great, Cas! This is wonderful!" Dean quacked and bobbed his head to the music.

Suddenly Emma stopped shrieking and looked down at the flailing duck. "What… you… oh… metal ducky!" she roared deafeningly, not believing her eyes. "Come on ducky, yeah that's it! Shake your booty, hell yeah!" She jumped in front of Dean and started to do windmills.

"See, I'm awesome!" Dean quacked with pride and flapped his wings, trying his best to mimic a crazy metalhead, doing a pogo dance.

"This is insane. Insane…" Castiel was running from Dean to Emma.

As the song rolled towards its finish, Emma bent down and picked up Dean.

"Dean!" Castiel quacked, frightened.

"You did great, ducky! AC/DC would be proud of you!" Emma was definitely drunk. She spun around, screeching. She lost her balance and fell in the wooden basin full of water. The water splashed out, soaking Castiel.

"Wow, great ending," Emma giggled and patted Dean's head.

She got out of the basin and winked at him. "May the Gods of metal bless you." She showed him horns' sign and staggered towards the house, still giggling.

"Yeah, definitely a cool chick," Dean stated. "And with a nice ass too," he chuckled. Castiel pecked at him bitterly. "Ouch, what was that for?" he reprimanded Castiel.

Castiel just glared at him, but did not say anything.