Don't You Go Out to No Clubs, Ted Ronno....

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Even if they all had their own partners, many of the younger musicians noticed there was another attractive, older man around. It was Rik who had told them it was Mick's father. This didn't matter but it was Ulfen that started the trajectory they were currently on. When Elsie went out shopping with the others, leaving Ted behind, the older Dane started encouraging the younger ones to take him out too.

It wasn't long before Mikkel, Aarne, and a few of the others were off to find Ted and take him out. Masculine men weren't really shoppers, or at least Mick wasn't usually, so Mikkel thought that maybe a bar would be better. Then it was the idea of taking him to a club for drinks. After all, Mikkel knew a lot more about the clubs in the area, strip clubs and dance clubs, than he did about regular bars.

This is what had the Dane scouting around the apartments for Ted Ronno this evening, dressed to the nines in his most feminine clothing. After all, Ulfen had mentioned the man like girls and not boys.

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Ted Ronno had been invited out to tour the clubs of LA while Elsie had gone shopping with Ziggy and some of the other girls. Was this a mistake? Ted didn't think so as he was now donning a shirt, smart pants and some shoes. He had given Mick his coin amulet long ago so was now wearing another kind of gold chain around his neck.

"Elsie will kill us but I know it'll be worth it."

The Brit now staring back at himself through the mirror making sure he looked reasonable for going out. Mick should be coming out too, knowing Elsie sending their lad to look after their father.

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Mikkel didn't even knock when he came busting into the apartment, sassy and dressed like he is going to work more than hanging out.

"You boys take even longer to get dressed than I do." He's sassy as usually and looking at the two blondes primping themselves in the mirror. Aarne had gone down to get the rental car ready and pray they all fit into it. Of course, Mick and Sigurd were trying to ruin everything by being babysitters. They didn't need any babysitters!

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Mick was just about finished brushing his hair when he heard the door slam open and in came Mikkel dressed up to the nines. Of course he was. Ted was just finishing buttoning up his jacket when he noticed the noise behind him, turning around to face the tall girl. Fuck, she was tall! Why was everyone so bloody tall on this tour? Ziggy too.

"Bloody hell, you're a tall lass!"

Mick instantly going wide-eyed and stifling a giggle into his hand. His father thought Mikkel was a girl. Of course he did.

"This is Mikkel, dad."

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Oh, if they were going to look at him like this, Mikkel was going to misbehave. He kissed Ted's cheek. "I'm not even wearing my tall heels. Aarne took them."

Took wasn't the right word because he'd actually let the Fin borrow them. "All you boys are short."

Except Damien and Jack but they weren't here so it didn't matter right now.

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"I'm a man, love. Our Mick here is still a boy and a bloody cheeky one at that."

Ted laughed, ruffling up his son's freshly brushed hair, earning him a slap on the chest from the guitarist. Mick re-brushed his hair and knew his father couldn't go yelling about Mikkel being a boy in the clubs so would allow him to believe he was a girl for now.

"You girls are too bloody long-legged."

Mick smirked and got back at the Dane, knowing Aarne would be around somewhere and Fredrik possibly.

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"You're so short you're a boy." Mikkel was being sassy because when wasn't he that way.

The Dane might have been drinking, quite a bit, with Fredrik and Aarne before coming down to find the Ronnos. Which was going to make this all the worse.

"Are you going to stare at them, like Mick stares at long legs?" This was going to be all kinds of trouble but innocent, mostly.

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Ted just laughed and then slapped Mick on the back because this Mikkel girl---she was a right laugh so far. The guitarist felt his cheeks heat at the Dane's words. Oh god. This was going to be so fucking embarrassing having his parents mix with all the Scandis.

"Do you have trouble getting into cars and low ceilings with those legs of yours, love? I bet you have a nice lad to wrap them around at night, eh?"

Ted's filthy mouth already spouting off, causing Mick to giggle and then punch his dad on the arm for being lewd.

"Stop it, dad. We've not even left the fucking room yet and you're mouthing off."

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"I prefer motorcycles." Mikkel answered honestly but that next comment couldn't go unanswered. "I have two I wrap them around, sometimes both at the same time. One of them is a sexy old man like you."

Mikkel winked at Mick because he was sure that this was going to turn into chaos. "Mick, why are you ruining everything like boring old daddy?"

The Dane was on the verge of laughing but he wasn't going to stop his mouth for anyone. Even Sigurd couldn't stop him usually.

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"Nice. I love bikes too and have a few back at my garage at home. Mick's rode around on a few on the estate, haven't you, lad?"

Mick nodding but instantly going even redder at Mikkel's words around his father. The Dane's mouth! Ted laughed at the sexy old man part and knew Mikkel was just being a friendly girl. Were all these Danes so loud and filthy?

"Dirty girl. Our Mick has his Ziggy wrap his legs around--"

The guitarist slapped his hand over his dad's mouth, laughing.

"Fucking shut up you dirty old bastard."

Ted shoved Mick towards the door, laughing. They'd not even gotten out of the room yet. Bloody hell!

"That's right. You listen to Mikkel here. She's right, stop being a stick up the ass, lad. Have some fun. You rock stars do that, don't you?"

Mick drew out a smoke and lit up.

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"A few of us are racers. You should take Ted out to see Ollie."

That was calm and Ollie and Hans wouldn't be as bad as this group really. Mikkel stared and then started to laugh. "We know all about it. We can hear it through the walls."

Mikkel headed out the door laughing. "We're going to have so much fun tonight. Aarne and I will show you how to have a good time."

Downstairs Aarne was standing outside the car, waiting which he isn't good at, and probably there with Fredrik.

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"Racers, eh? Fucking nice. Whoever this Ollie is---if he likes bikes I'm in on it."

Mick just rolling his eyes at his father but smiling as he exhaled on his smoke. His father nudging his son playfully while also taking a smoke out of the pack. The two Brits would get trashed tonight.

"Nothing wrong with having a good rough and tumble with Ziggy, lad. He's your fiancee now, isn't he? When are you two getting hitched anyway---"

Mick shot his dad a look.

"Bloody hell, dad! We've not thought of a date yet so shut up about it. Fuck, you're embarrassing me."

Ted grinned and ruffled Mick's hair up once more.

"Get some booze in you and you'll be fine. Come on, let's meet more of the girls or boys."

Mick and Ted now walking down to meet Aarne and Fredrik by the car.

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"Ollie is another Dane. He's a racecar driver and does movie stunts." Which meant wild in his own way.

"If you say that too loud Bjorn will appear and shove that ring in your damned face." Mikkel giggled but it was true. Not that he would deny Bjorn that level of happiness. It was good to be treated right and Rekker was hot.

Mikkel went right out to give Fredrik a hug and a kiss. Where should they all sit in the car? It was going to be tight.

"I thought you all started drinking up there without us." Aarne teased and then came around the car to meet Mick's father. He's even taller than usual since he's in a pair of the super high heels that Mikkel usually wore on stage.

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"All these Danes. So many. Mick said there are loads of Swedish blokes too."

Ted walking out to the car with his son, noticing the two new faces standing next to their ride but the one that got his attention wasn't the shorter blond boy but the tall dark-haired girl. Bloody hell! She seemed even taller than Mikkel. What did these girls eat? They were all so tall.

"Fucking hell! Excuse my language but---you're a tall lass too. What do you Danes all eat? Long leg medicine or something? No wonder all the lads go mad for you girls looking like supermodels."

Mick just shook his head, giggling because Aarne wasn't Danish but Ted didn't know that.

"Nice to meet you too, lad."

Ted putting his hand out to shake Fredrik's hand, which the young Swede did, trying not to giggle because meeting Mick's father was funny.

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"There's Norwegians too."

Mikkel was snuggling with Fredrik while giggling about Ted seeing Aarne.

"I'm from Finland." Aarne corrected and that may well become obvious since his accent is much different than Mikkel or Fredrik. Aarne did choke up a bit about being called a girl. It felt good and he leaned down to give Ted a hug.

"You didn't tell us your dad was a sweet, flirt." Aarne is giggling and for the moment sober too. "There are more of us with long legs."

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"I'm going to enjoy meeting everyone because Mick has told me some stories about all of you."

Ted hugged Aarne, realising just how tall the Fin was, even though she seemed quite lean and athletic. Maybe she did a lot of exercise. These rock stars often built muscle just performing on stage.

"He might be a sweet flirt, mate, but he's also a bloody dirty mouthed bastard."

Mick teasing his dad, who nudged his son and noticed the blond boy being snuggled by Mikkel. Were they a couple? It would seem so.

"That's Fredrik, dad. He's Mikkel's snuggle buddle I think he's called."

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"We can call some of the others once we're at the club." Aarne was muscular from drumming but so was Mikkel from all of the dancing.

Mikkel started to giggle while leaning into Fredrik. "Mick's dad is jealous you get my legs wrapped around you.

Aarne started to snort with laughter too. "Is Daddy going to be at the club?"

It was an obvious question since the Swede rarely missed Mikkel Dancing ever.

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"The more the merrier, eh Mick? We're a right rabble of long-legged girls and good-looking blond blokes. Fredrik, wasn't it? Nice boots, mate. You almost look like a girl from behind but I'm not being rude."

Fredrik giggled and wasn't offended at all because he often got looks or mentions that he was feminine. Boyish but soft feminine.

"You should see Bjorn if you think I'm girly, Mr. Ronno."

Mick snorting out giggles and knowing Fredrik was right. Ted was in for a treat with that one. Sigurd---was he coming along? Mick didn't think so.

"I don't think Sigurd is coming tonight."

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"Bjorn is out with Rekker probably spending his money and fucking in his sports car." Aarne knew that was the usual for those two.

Aarne went around to get in the car, laughing. "That's good. Your dad doesn't need to see him getting a blowjob in the middle of the club."

It was Mikkel's turn to flush red across the face and bury himself into Fredrik's hair.

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"Bjorn? Oh yeah, that's Rekker's fiance. Swedish, tall, blond and a bitch from what people have said. We had a meal at Smash it Burgers or whatever it was called and he told us about Bjorn."

Mick was there for that whole meal with Ziggy and the Spiders. What trash that had been with Ted mouthing off as usual but Elsie had been there to put Ted in his place. Tonight would be another thing altogether.

"A blowjob, eh? Mick got one of those in this Denny's place, didn't you, lad? You dirty sod you."

The guitarist instantly froze and went bright red. Fuck! Who told him? Oh---the Smashburger meal. Was it mentioned there?

"Dad, please---fucking hell."

Fredrik instantly burst out laughing.

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"He's fucking loud. I love it." Aarne loved that there was someone as loud as him around.

Mikkel got in the back, pulling Fredrik along with him. Mikkel started to giggle, leaning up between the front seats to peer out at the Ronnos.

"Was that before or after the stage?" Mikkel snorted a laugh. He bet his dad saw it and then turned red himself thinking about it.

Aarne patted Mikkel's head. "Fuck yeah. Joe and I want to behind the drums."

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Mick was red as a beetroot now and putting his hand down his face because fuck! Aarne and Mikkel telling his father everything about his sex life with Ziggy. But then--the stage sex he had seen. Millions had seen that because of those fucking cameras. Ted was laughing loudly now.

"We all saw it, lad. Your mam and me sat in front of the new colour television you bought us, glued to the performance. Then, you got your tackle out in front of millions and gave Ziggy a once over."

Ted grinning and noticing Fredrik laughing into Mikkel's hair. Aarne sounded like a riot and Joe---he must be her boyfriend. Ted slowly understanding who was with who.

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Aarne was laughing so hard that he had to stop trying to start up the car.

"Don't worry Mick. Daddy does shit like that in the club too." Mikkel thought that might make the blonde feel better.

"Come on." Aarne patted the passenger seat while trying to stop his laughter.

Mikkel in the back snuggling with Fredrik. Someone was going to have to get in the back with the two blondes.

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Mick was alright, just blushing because it was embarrassing having your friends talk about your sex life in front of your own father. Ted ruffled his son's hair up and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

"Come on, lad. In you go. Want me to sit at the back with Mikkel and Fredrik or did you want to? Giggly little devils, aren't they?"

Ted looked to his son, who glanced towards Aarne then made a decision.

"I'll go at the back if you want the passenger seat, dad."

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Mikkel had all but curled up in Fredrik's lap while they waited.

"Which club should we hit first?" Aarne asked Mikkel in the back.

"The Troubadour?" Mikkel offered.

"Are you going to dance for us?" Aarne asked only to get a smack on the back of the head from Mikkel.

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Mick got into the backseat squashing up next to Fredrik who had Mikkel curled up on his lap. It was snug in the back but not as bad as having Gilly tart in your ear while sitting next to him.

"The Troubadour? I think Ziggy said that is a rock venue. Also has dancers too."

The guitarist knowing that his father would be in for a treat because the dancers were strippers. It was a well-known club in the rock world.

"Sounds good to me. I'm game for anything."

Ted getting into the passenger seat next to Aarne.