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

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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Mikkel was giggling from the tickling. The Dane turned too and squealed. "Daddy!"

He didn't know why Sigurd was here but maybe he just went to the usual places Mikkel worked to find him. Mikkel bounded up from the chair and ran over to Sigurd for a hug.

Sigurd instantly grabbed Mikkel and pulled him in for a tight hug. He was safe, wasn't he? Fredrik was here and Aarne along with others from the bands and some strangers too. An older man and young blond boy.

"Are you alright? I got phone messages from someone and photos of you on the pole. Fuck, I was worried, Mikkel."

The worry shown all over the older man's face but rapidly disappearing knowing brat was with friends. He still wanted to know who sent the photos though.

Mikkel hugged the Swede tight and could feel the tremble from his worry.

"I was just dancing." He stroked the bassist's hair and glanced at the other people. "I'm fine. We brought Mick's dad out to the strip club to have some fun."

The Dane wasn't yet thinking about who sent the pictures but it could have been anyone tormenting Sigurd. Mikkel was still in what he was wearing on the stage but he was just glad to see Sigurd whatever the reason.

Sigurd felt the worry wash away when he knew there was no foul play involved and it was more than likely someone in the group messing around with phones and cameras. Of course. Mick's father? Sigurd noticed the older blond man and saw the likeness in his face and build. Didn't he have a wife?

"I know. This outfit---it's fucking hot, brat. Wait until I get you back to our room."

The Swede whispering into the Dane's ear; his breath tickling the back of Mikkel's ear while Fredrik came bounding over to jump onto Mikkel's back.

"Daddy! We hoped you would show up tonight because Mikkel has a new outfit to show off."

Fredrik giggling and knowing full well how Sigurd would react, judging by the once over he was giving the young Dane. Ivar and Ulrik sat at the table talking and drinking while Ted Ronno got up to meet the newcomer.

"Hello, lad. I'm Ted Ronno. Mick's dad. We're having a blast here tonight."

Sigurd nodded, shaking the older man's hand and reading what was on his shirt. "SEXY DAD." Really?

"I could dance again before we leave." Mikkel winked at him and was ready to start a bit of trouble.

The Dane pitched forward into Sigurd when Fredrik jumped on his back giggled about it. "He can't stay away from the strip clubs."

He kissed the dark haired Swede's cheek and then glanced at Aarne and Syn. One of them probably sent the pictures because Fredrik had been too busy throwing money at the stage.

Mikkel grinned. "We're getting shots. Come drink with us."

"You know that would rile me up, you dirty brat."

Sigurd just rolled his eyes at Mikkel being a dirty tease and wasn't sure he'd be able to stop himself if he watched the Dane dance in such a revealing outfit. Fredrik pushed his face into Mikkel's hair as they all walked back to the table where Ivar and Ulrik were sitting. Mick was also there, talking about guitars with Ulrik.

"Dirty Daddy is here!"

Fredrik needing everyone to hear this. Ted laughed at the words and realised his own t-shirt read something similar.

"I'm Sigurd, by the way. Daddy is what Mikkel and his cuddle boyfriend, Fredrik, call me."

He was addressing Ted and the new boy, who he still didn't know about.

"There aren't any rooms here. You'd have to wait until we got home." He gave Sigurd another kiss before Fredrik was pulling him back toward the others. Aarne waved and was directing the server to distribute the shots. He raised a brow at Syn when he realized there were enough here for Sigurd.

Syn looked up at Sigurd wide-eyed. Mikkel was right. He was long haired and sexy. "I'm Sydney. I met Mikkel when he was dancing during one of our shows at the Go-Go."

"Nice to meet you, Sydney. The Go-Go is a decent club and I love watching Mikkel perform."

Fredrik snorting out giggles at that because he knew what Sigurd meant by "perform." Such a dirty daddy! There were no back rooms so the Swede would have to wait until they got back to their room. Drinking with Mikkel's friend and Mick's dad would be fun.

"I heard from some of the others that Hunter got thrown out of a club down the road for getting drunk, slapping Gilly's naked ass over the bar and being lewd."

Ulrik and Mick both laughed because they weren't surprised at all.

"Mikkel dances for my band sometimes when we play." Syn enjoyed having his friend on stage with him as one of the dancers.

Aarne listened and then snorted a laugh. "Isn't Ted's wife with them?"

Oh gods, Aarne couldn't stop giggling now. They would have some stories to tell each other later.

Both groups will have stories to share once they got back to the apartments. Hunter getting booted for slapping Gilly's ass? Nothing new there. But Elsie was with them, wasn't she? Oh god. Ted burst out giggling and noticed Ulrik going wide-eyed because that must have been awkward for them all.

"I think Zig is with that group too. Fuck. Hunter and his ass slapping."

Mick just giggling a little himself because the trashy wine aunt had struck again.

"We can tell Elsie about the fun we had here then."

Fredrik now speaking up, noticing Mick just glancing between Mikkel and Aarne.

Aarne started to giggle. "He's always ass slapping."

Mikkel glanced at Mick and shrugged. "Maybe not the stripper kissing him for his shirt?"

"Definitely not that. We're not telling mam about you getting drunk off your face, throwing bills at strippers and getting kissed."

Mick poked his father in the chest playfully which caused Ted to stick his tongue out at his son. The two were like overgrown kids which Fredrik found to be cute and fun. Ivar was focusing his gaze back on Syn because he couldn't help it.

"So, you lot have been causing trouble here then? With Mick's father getting kissed by strippers.?"

Sigurd was not surprised about this at all.

"We were drinking at the Troubadour but then Mick's dad wanted to see some strippers."

Mikkel didn't mention that he was the stripper they came here to see. "We're having some shots then...?"

Mikkel looked at the others for suggestions. Would they go home because Ted was wasted?

"We'll have one round of shots then go back I think because my old man is fucking wasted."

Mick shoving his father, who was making lewd gestures with his fingers at his son. Bloody hell, the man was a nightmare drunk. Ulrik giggled and noticed Sigurd staring, not knowing what to make of the older man trashed.

"I'm not that drunk, you cheeky lad. Just a bit."

Ivar knew the man was wasted because he could tell a drunk a mile off.

Mikkel started to laugh at Ted and saw that Syn was blushing again at the man being so drunk.

Aarne downed his shot and got up. "I'll go down the street and get the car so he doesn't have to walk." Or more like Aarne wouldn't have to carry him.

"Good idea. We don't want him falling over onto his ass because he's an old drunk."

Mick teasing his father in good faith because he was glad Ted had enjoyed himself and lived the rock star lifestyle even for just one evening. There would be plenty of other opportunities for crazy fun along the way.

"Aarne is always carrying drunk Ronno's naked ass when he hits the Mule and passes out."

Sigurd smirking and noticing Mick's cheeks heating a little.

"Let's do our shots." Mikkel thought they should finish up and then try to get out of here.

"Are you coming back with us?" Mikkel asked Sydney, who shrugged.

"I can." Syn would have to text home to tell them he was out for the night. He was still young and lived at home.

"Ok, let's do them. Down the hatch!"

Ted laughed as he took his shot, swallowing and then slapping Mick on the back. Ivar and Ulrik both did their shots and the drummer instantly found attention in Mikkel's question to Syn. Was he coming back with them? Ivar found himself smiling because he wanted this.

"None of you tell Elsie what happened here tonight, eh? Otherwise I'll get my balls strung up I think."

Mick instantly snorted out giggles.

Mikkel and Sydney picked up their shots but they were waiting for Fredrik, and Mikkel offering Sigurd his shot. Realizing there was a shot for Sigurd AND that Syn had ordered the shots, the Dane knew who had sent those pictures.

"We shouldn't tell her a bunch of pretty girls got you drunk?" Mikkel giggled as much as Mick and was mostly teasing. Everything had been innocent and Ted didn't need to get in hot water for that.

Fredrik and Sigurd both took their shots as Ted began laughing at Mikkel's words. What would Elsie make of her husband's adventure with the Scandi "girls." Mick was glad his father had enjoyed himself and had free reign to do what he wanted without scorn from his wife.

"Oh, you wouldn't! She'd box my ears. Mick knows this."

Mick nodded and nudged his father. Sigurd could tell Ted Ronno was very like his son in the way he behaved.

Mikkel took his shot and giggled at Ted's words but it was even more intense when Sydney walked over. Mikkel leaning into Fredrik.

"I won't tell her pretty girls kissed your cheeks." Syn gave him a playful kiss on the cheek before preparing to help Mick get Ted out to the curb. Mikkel had Fredrik's hand and was leaning against Sigurd. How were they all going to fit into the car?

Ted just giggled drunkenly when Syn kissed his cheeks. These girls! What was a man to do? Mick just watched the whole display and laughed because what else could he do? His own father was so fucking drunk and being kissed on by hot Scandi boys who he thought were girls.

"Syn, you could sit on my lap if you wanted?"

Ivar now suggesting, as he waited for the car to come around with Aarne driving. Fuck, how were they all going to fit in? Sigurd would have brat on his lap and Fredrik would be stuffed in the back with them all. Mick and Ted somehow. Aarne would make it work somehow.

"Does this mean I'll have a cute girl sat on my lap?"

Mick rolling his eyes at his father.

"Ronno could sit on your lap."

Sigurd coming up with perhaps a better alternative so that it wouldn't be so bad if Elsie came up to the car and saw her husband sat with blond boys on his lap.

Mikkel glanced at Ivar and laughed even more because he had an idea of why that was being asked about.

"Sigurd could sit up from with Me and Fredrik." The idea of them both being shoved on Mikkel's lap had both the Dane, who said it, and Sydney giggling. The singer was nervous though about the invite to sit on someone's lap.

"Or Ulrik could sit on Mick's lap." Mikkel was still giggling and took both Fredrik and Sigurd's hand to head outside. Syn glanced shyly at Ivar and said nothing as he went over to help Mick with Ted.

"Oh, so if Ulrik sits on Mick's lap then who do I get on mine? I don't bite, girls."

Ted offering a cheeky wink which caused Fredrik to snort out giggles. Mick just slapped his dad on the arm for being a crass bastard. Ulrik and Ivar both smirked because the old man was a riot. Sigurd knew he'd end up with two giggling blond boys on his lap. If Rekker were here he'd find it hilarious no doubt.

"I don't mind who I sit with."

Ulrik shrugging and looking around at everyone.

Syn was giggling now too. "Not Mikkel. His daddy will bust you in the mouth if you started flirting like you were with me."

Mikkel bit his lip because Sigurd would get pissed, especially now because Mikkel could tell where the Swede's mind was already.

Syn shrugged. "If you and Ivar are going to argue over me, maybe you should sit in each other's lap and I could sit in Ulrik's so there isn't any fighting." He winked at the young guitarist because he's mostly joking around. No matter the arrangement they were all going to be smashed in the back.

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