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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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Ivar found it amusing that Ted was still flirting with Syn because he was so drunk. Did he even know what he was saying? Probably not. Mick was red as a beetroot because his father was behaving like a roguish young man.

"I'm easy with whoever sits on my lap but I don't mind if Syn does."

The drummer just noticing the way Sigurd was watching him out the corner of his eye. Did the bassist know? Ivar didn't want to make it too obvious to anyone that he had interest in Syn. Mick had his father gripped around the waist so that he didn't topple forwards or fall back in his drunken state.

"As soon as we get back you're having some tea and lemon water then bed."

Ted snorted out giggles and ruffled his son's hair up.

"You sound just like Elsie, lad. Come on, live a little! We're young men and I'm not that bloody drunk, you cheeky urchin."

"You hear that Ivar? Ted says you can sit in his lap." Syn was up for causing a scene, an innocent one for the moment.

Mikkel glanced over at the two with Ted while holding the door open for them. "We have a drink that is specifically for helping with Mule hangovers."

He assumed Mick had been given it at some point. Mikkel also saw Aarne pulling up out front, perfect timing because Ted did not need to be on the street for any length of time where he might catcall someone in front of their boyfriend.

Syn chuckled at Ted. "You've had a bit too much fun for one night."

"I haven't had this much fun in years and I love it all. All you girls are bloody crazy but I love you."

Mick rolling his eyes and noticing Sigurd stifling a laugh of his own because Ronno's old man was so fucking hilarious drunk. Parents, eh? Ivar frowned a little at Syn's words but then realised the young man was being a tease. Of course he was.

"I'd rather not sit in Mr. Ronno's lap, thank you, Syn. You can sit in mine though."

Fredrik snorted giggles into Mikkel's hair because he knew what was up. Ivar was so obvious. Ted noticed the other girls across the street from them and all the naked long legs and mini skirts! Fuck! So much naked flesh the man was totally overcome by it all.

"Look at her over there! The one with the tiny pink shorts and huge legs. She's a looker."

Mick squinted over where his dad was looking and face palmed. Oh gods. He was looking at a feminine boy.

"We love being out with you, too." How could they not with how wild this had gotten in such a short period of time.

Syn looked from Ivar to Mikkel and Sigurd. "Are all these Swedes dirty for young boys like this one?" He pointed at Sigurd. Syn had realized what was up with how insistent Ivar was being.

"You're as bad as Ted wanting to touch my legs." Syn called out Ivar which sent Mikkel into snorting giggles against Sigurd. Syn was focused on who Ted was pointing out and started to giggle too. Should he tell Ted that he was looking at a boy. He glanced at Mick. "Should we tell him?"

That was definitely a boy. Syn thought he knew the guy in question which made it even funnier.

"That's good, love. Because I want to come out more often with you girls and boys. Mick here doesn't mind, do you, lad?"

Ted slapping his son on the back, which caused Mick to snort out a laugh. Fucking hell! Ulrik giggled and had to put his hand over his mouth to stop more laughter at Mr. Ronno. Having Mick's dad around was fun because the young Swede didn't have any parents of his own anymore.

"You think I want to touch your legs, love? Cheeky. I've got my wife's legs to touch later when I get back."

Mick shook his head, smirking. Oh gods. Should they tell him? Maybe not. He'd find out about everyone in due course.

"No. Let's leave it for now--"

Ted went to whistle at the "girl" from where he stood. Mick look mortified. Oh no.

"She's looking at me, look! Oh, there are some more girls like her standing smoking and drinking outside. One's winking at me and licking her lips. Dirty girl."

Mick wanted to sink into the ground it was embarrassing because they were all boys!

"Mikkel, we should take him to a show." Syn mentioned and Mikkel got wide eyed and started laughing. He could only imagine Ted drunk with all the boys backstage flirting with him because he thought they were girls. The scene was insane and so funny.

Syn chuckled as he opened the back door for Ted. "Why else would a man keep asking for me to sit in his lap?" The blonde was starting a riot but nodded at Mick when he said no.

"OH! They think you're cute Mr. Ronno. I know some of them." He was certain now that this was one of the other, newer, local glam bands.

Mikkel stared for a moment and then headed around to try and figure out how they were all going to cram into the front seat. Where were Syn's long legs going to go in the back since Aarne needed the seat back and so would they? This was going to be crazy.

"A show? What kind of show do you mean, love? One of those dirty picture ones with naked girls?"

Mick just gaped a little at his father's behaviour. Fuck! He was so drunk his mouth was running off a such a rate. The guitarist nudged his father in the ribs softly for that remark.

"Fuck, you dirty old man! You're going back to mam and going to bed. No girls and no legs for you."

Ted just stuck his tongue out at Mick and laughed, leaning slightly against Syn, without meaning to since he was so drunk. Sigurd glancing to Ivar, knowing Ted needed to sober up and go to bed. That or he'd pass out in the car or something. How were they all going to fit in?

"Um---how will we all fit in? Some of you have longer legs."

Ulrik just frowning and trying to think about it all.

"Hey, sweetcakes! Do you have a phone number?"

Ted now shouting across the street to one of the "girls" who was making a lewd gesture with her hand and mouth gesturing towards Ted. Mick wanted to die. Oh fuck.

"Syn does strip on stage sometimes." Mikkel had to say it. The mischief was too good to not take part in and it had the blonde singer blushing hard now.

Aarne got into the driver's seat so he could help from the inside with Ted who was out of his mind. "Maybe Ulrik in the middle for leg space?"

The Fin had no idea how this was going to work but he was glancing across the street. Laughing Aarne looked at Ted and shook his head. "I think you just got asked to give a blow job to someone, Ted."

Syn was holding Ted up and shook his head. "You don't want that one. They fuck everyone on the strip that will get in their bed."

Syn made a disgusted face because the idea of someone that slutty and the prospect of a disease or crabs was gross.

"Oh, she does? Naughty."

Ted giggled drunkenly and then leant more towards Mick, holding onto his son for more support. Was he trashed? Oh yes. Ivar was now staring harder at Syn for knowing about the whole stripping thing. Was his mind going places? Yes, it was.

"You don't want to go over there, Mr. Ronno. Stay with us."

Fredrik now sensing the intent over by the group of glam boys, knowing full well that Mick's father was a virgin to all this rock star behaviour and some people weren't so nice. Mick nodded and kept a tight grip on his father.

"Shhh, dad. Calm down, eh? Maybe have a rest in the car."

Ted could see his son was getting a little upset so nodded and did indeed reign himself in slightly and ignore the girls from across the road. Elsie would probably want to see what state her husband was in once he got home.

Syn blushed when he looked up to see Mikkel pushing Sigurd toward the seat so they could work out the front seat. The singer slid into the back seat and motioned for Ted to get in.

"Come on." He smiled at the drunk knowing this was going to take some coercion. "I'm prettier than those whores over there."

Aarne giggled a little at the way Syn was working with Ted. It was cute and innocent in its own way. He could see why Ivar couldn't stop staring. The singer was a sweetheart and pretty, but reminded him a bit of Mikkel and Fredrik.. innocent and a bit shy despite the mouth.

"Whores? I just thought they were being friendly to me."

Ted felt Mick push him into the car with some gentle coercion behind. Everyone managing to get in bending legs and keeping arms next to one another or around someone else. It was a very tight fit indeed.

"Ow! Oh bloody hell!---my foot's stuck."

Mick groaned when he noticed Ted had gotten his foot stuck in the seat behind Aarne. Fucking hell! Ulrik went down to try and pull Ted's foot from out of the seat while Fredrik couldn't help but giggle.

"That one would sleep with everyone in this car for a free drink." Syn rolled his eyes and sighed with disgust. It's obvious he doesn't like the people across the street very much. Syn sat inside holding Ted upright in the seat while the others worked on his stuck foot but the giggling is making it hard.

"In you go daddy." Mikkel encouraged with a laugh since they would all have to get in here.

Aarne glanced out at the three. "Maybe Fredrik could straddle the middle?" It wouldn't be the most comfortable seat but none of this was going to be comfortable. At least it was only a short drive.

Ted managed to get his foot free and get comfortable as he could get inside his seat with Mick managing to hold onto his dad's arm so he didn't slide out of the car. Ulrik got in and then Sigurd got in, making sure his legs wouldn't get cramped up because he hated that.

"Yes, daddy, in you go!"

Fredrik giggled and then nodded at straddling the middle because that made the most sense. The young bassist was happy to sit with Mikkel and bury himself in the Dane's hair.

"Sounds like a good plan."

Ivar nodded, agreeing.

Syn didn't know what to do with Ted but scooted over, maybe putting him in the middle so everyone would be around to catch him when he inevitably passed out. "Come on, over here with me Mr. Ronno." He scooted so that Ted could get into the center of the back seat.

Once Fredrik and Sigurd were in Mikkel climbed into Sigurd's lap with Fredrik leaning on him so that Aarne had room to drive. Aarne leaned over and kissed Fredrik's cheek. The passenger seat was cute with Sigurd and his two blondes. "Let me know when you're in back there." Aarne couldn't really see into the backseat any longer so he would have to rely on them sorting it out.

"You're a sweet lass, aren't you?"

Ted got into the car and shuffled up so that he was firmly in the middle seat where he had Mick next to him with Ulrik in his son's lap. Syn was on the other side of Ted which left Ivar to quickly get into the car behind Ted in turn to sit down behind Syn. This should work.

"Is everybody in?"

Sigurd making sure no one was left behind or had their feet bend backwards or something stupid like that. Ted would be alright in the back, wouldn't he?

"I'm ok, mate! Thanks for asking. I've got Mick and lovely Syn here looking after me."

"When I want to be." Syn was glad that he could coax Ted in but squeaked out in surprise when he scooted over and landed firmly in Ivar's lap. It caused him to blush red in the cheeks and Mikkel started to giggle from where he was peering over the seats at the back.

"We're in." Syn mentioned while noticing the doors were closed. It was a miracle they all fit in.

"Hold on." Aarne started the car up and noticed it was riding low with all the people crammed inside. Hopefully the cops didn't notice.

Syn tried to get comfortable but he couldn't look at Ivar and his cheeks were flushed bright red. Mikkel snorted out a giggle as he snuggled in with Fredrik and Sigurd up front. He might be purposefully shifting around in Sigurd's lap in his skimpy dance clothes but he's not about to admit it.

"Let's get this show on the road!"

Ted now laughing as well as hiccuping as he leant against Syn slightly, finding his balance a little off because he was trashed. Mick pulled his father back towards him because he could see Ivar obviously enjoying the ride with the cute little American on his lap.

"Boring daddy!"

Fredrik now giggling drunk into Mikkel's hair, enjoying the night and wanting to cuddle up to the Dane once he got back to the apartment. Sigurd took a smoke out and rolled the window down, hoping to hell the cops wouldn't pull them over for having an over-loaded car full of drunk rock stars.

Because of his long legs Syn was kind of crammed into Ivar's lap and couldn't move much though he did try to help keep Ted upright. He did glance at Ivar but he's so shy despite his loud behavior. Someone being attracted to him was different.

It was inevitable that as Fredrik started to snuggle, Mikkel began to pull him into Sigurd's lap too. Mikkel was cuddling with Fredrik but gave Sigurd a kiss that stayed a little long on his lips. Of course the Dane was flirting with both of them.

Aarne was trying to ignore all the chaos and drive with a lot of his vision being blocked. This was crazy.

Mick was also trying to keep his dad upright because he kept leaning every time the car turned a different direction. It was total chaos. Sigurd lit up and blew a thin trail of smoke out of the car window. His nerves were on edge because the cops could be around any corner and LA was full of them.

"Are we there yet?"

Ted now giggling and feeling his eyes close as he began singing are we there yet. Mick groaning but laughing none the less. Ulrik trying his best not to kick anyone in the front seat or squash Mick underneath.

"Shut up, you daft bastard."

Mick telling his father off but the words had fallen on deaf ears because Ted Ronno had just passed out and was now slumped onto Syn's lap.

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Syn knew this was inevitable and just brushed Ted's hair out of his face when he slumped over in his lap. This was enough to make him feel anxious.

Mikkel peered over the seat at Syn and started to giggle. "Aww, Syn has two daddies now too."

Syn instantly swatted at Mikkel but who knew who he would actually hit in this cramped car.

Mick just rolled his eyes and attempted to pull his dad off Syn but knew it would be easier to leave the drunken Brit there until the car stopped. He offered Syn an apologetic look just as Fredrik looked behind to see Ted slumped in Syn's lap, giggling slightly.

"Mr. Ronno is asleep."

Ivar made sure Syn was ok by holding the boy gently, wrapping his arms around but not too much. Ted began snoring softly and muttering words in his sleep.

Mikkel giggled but didn't bother Syn again. He didn't want another slap.

The arms around him had Syn looking down at Ivar's hands and then up at the drummer's face. He might be flashy and talk alot but the singer is nervous and it shows. He hasn't really had someone come after him this way, or this intensely. Sure the occasional fan but not another musician and certainly not one this much older. He doesn't know what to do with himself, his hands, or where to look.

Mick held onto Ulrik while managing to pull his father mostly off Syn and into the middle seat more. It was a total trash kart for sure. Ivar could tell the poor boy was shy and innocent so let go of Syn for now just to ease his nerves.

"We're nearly there. Sorry, Ulrik, I think my knee is in your ass."

Ulrik giggled but understood since it was so cramped. Fredrik kissed Mikkel's cheek and then felt Sigurd shift a little as he tossed his spent smoke out the window. Thank fuck they were nearly there.

Syn was shy and even more so when he noticed that the drummer was pretty attractive. He'd be glad to be out of the car though he did wonder what he would do when they got to the apartments since Mikkel was kissing on Fredrik and that was the only person he really knew. It looked like they might be busy with things soon.

Mikkel felt Sigurd shift and leaned over to give Sigurd another kiss. He didn't want the Swede to feel left out. Aarne pulled into the lot and saw Tom staring at them as they pulled in. He just waved because what else could he do. He was probably going to get an earful from the Brit but if he was honest he was the mostly sober and the best driver of the lot.

Mick saw Tom and swallowed hard.

"Oh fuck, it's Tom."

Ulrik's eyes went a little wide and knew that Ziggy's dad might be angry that everyone crammed inside such a small car. Would he shout? Fredrik was now squirming a little with Mikkel noticing that Sigurd was getting a little grouchy at being sat on. Ted was still snoring, oblivious to the world outside.

"What shall we tell him?"

Ulrik now glancing around at everyone.

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