Short Stories for Slipknot (totally legit)

Jim Root Gets Funky

Jims POV
It was another night, another city, another crowd of screaming people who came to see you and the band play. You had your hair band around your fingers and you were shredding. People went wild, like you expected them to do. There was a little break in between songs so you went up the stairs, something you haven't done before. Sid was on the treadmill dancing like usual. People seemed to really enjoy Sids dancing. You saw a lot of videos on Instagram. You also saw the trends kids these days were into. They were weird and wacky and you also talked about them with your girlfriend. You also saw what your other band mates kids were doing. You remember the one trend that stuck out to you. Many kids were playing this game called Fornite. It looked weird but you remembered it because of the dances. You decided in a split second that it was time to show Sid up. You began to do one of the Fornite dances. People screamed and you figured somebody is gonna take a video of this and then post it on the internet for millions to see. Sid backed up in surprise and you couldn't read his expression under his mask. You grinned and then got ready to do the next song.

After the show Sid came up to you. He was slightly frowning.
"What's up?" You asked.
"Man, you killed my vibe during the show, that's wiggity-wack, yo." Sid said.
"What?" You asked bluntly.
Sid just winked at you and walked away.
What the actual fuck.