glamguitar_guru | Overflows and crazy times indeed

"You missed this fucking guy got in Torden's face before and Mikkel, fuckibg little pole brat, set him on his ass like a sack."

Ansgar is loud and cheerful, even sober he's on the louder side.

"Fuck if I know but that blonde in the red shirt... he told Torden if he could out drink that other blonde with him... that Torden could fuck him. That's a motivated fucking dane."

Torden would sleep with anyone and was usually out for everyone. Andgar thought that might be where Mikkel picked it up since he used to try and hang on Ollie's brother.

"He did? This Torden? He's a bit loose, isn't he? Just fucking some random guy. But then I don't know him and I don't know how you Danes go about things. Most of us Brits build up some kind of relationship with people before jumping into bed with them."

What did Rex know? He was new to this all and his view on things was much more reserved than how Torden or any of the others saw things it seemed.

"I have to admit I'm a bit lost in this sea of Danes right now. All the trash over there. I must seem like a fucking bore compared to you, Ansgar."

Weird was much more reserved than Rex though.

"He can be when he's not dating anyone." Ansgar knew a lot about Torden but it wasn't his place to go dumping all of his secrets.

Ansgar shrugged while drinking. "Rik and Ollie aren't like these two." They were the calmer ones. "I'm surprised that dark haired Swede isn't here all over my brother."

"Rik? He's the blond guitarist for the Hammers isn't he? The one dating Billy, Gilly's brother. Hunter has also told me some things about Rik and that he's a very friendly and sweet young man."

Rex just giggled slightly at the whole shit show that was going down at the bar area with the trashy Danes and the glam Americans. Who was the dark haired Swede? Not Hunter's brother surely? The bassist just wondered who was who at this point.

"Dark-haired Swede? Erik? That's Hunter's brother, isn't it?"

"He's my younger cousin."

Ansgar had to think about who Rex mentioned and then shook his head slowly. "No, the tall long haired one. He and my brother get all over each other.. whenbmy brother isn't flirting with what two or three others."

Ansgar shook his head more. "He's such a baby. He's like a kid with candy everywhere."

"This makes sense since all you Dane boys look alike. Hairy chests, cheeky and so good looking. You've got a mischievous smile, Ansgar. Do you mind if I say you do?"

Rex couldn't help pointing out that fact because he liked the hairy Dane. Ansgar was very cute and had an almost infectious smile and boundless energy. Mikkel being a loud mouth from what the bassist had heard from others. These Danes---they were such high energy compared to some of the more calm Brits.

"You like to get smashed then? My brother doesn't hardly ever get smashed but I do. He scolds me for it sometimes. I keep telling him he needs to chill out more now that he's got that hot nurse, Gloria."

"We're all hot troublemakers but my brother and cousin are smooth as babe bottoms." Ansgar started laughing because Mikkel would be so upset about that turn of phrase if he heard it. "It's a Soeren trademark."

Truthfully the Vestergaards had the same kind of smiles. He didn't mind being called attractive for his smile. It was something he loved about himself. Ansgar loved his loud mouth brother.

"Sometimes." Ansgar grinned as they sat there and drank. "This is my vacation."

"Oh, then I'd better not say your cousin and brother are hairy if they're not. I'm still getting used to who is who in the Dane camp. Mick and Weird say it's like a Viking invasion. In a good way of course."

Rex just smiled and wondered if him and Ansgar should just do vodka shots for the hell of it. Why not? They were both going to get smashed and Weird wasn't here to scorn his brother. Not that Rex took much notice of what the stoic bassist said.

"How about we do shots? We could even do a drinking game where we answer questions or say truths. Fun stuff."

"We Danes are the Vikings that invaded England first." Ansgar started to giggle. He's had a lot to drink.

"Sure." And without any more prompting he's waving over for the bar server to bring them a bottle and some shot glasses. "You want to play some sort of embarrassing 20 questions?"

That was sure what it sounded like, though Ansgar didn't care. He was pretty open to anything especially once he started drinking.

Unlike Weird, Rex was much more cheeky and daring compared to the more stoic bassist. The whole idea of doing twenty embarrassing questions was appealing to the Brit who nodded. This would be a riot surely.

"Sounds good to me. Would you like to start, Ansgar? Invaders first?"

Rex just laughed softly and then wondered how the evening would pan out. So far it was a trash show with the other Danes and Aarne drunk at the bar. Not only that but the dark haired bassist was enjoying the drunk Dane's company.

"Sure."

Ansgar started pouring them shots. All the Danes are friendly but Ansgar is the most outgoing and crazy of the bunch. The idea of embarrassing questions was perfect.

"Alright." He downs a shot while thinking. "What drink spreads your legs the fastest?" This was trash so why not make the questions as trashy as the rest of the bar?

"What?"

Rex just stared at the Dane for a good few moments before bursting out laughing, unable to keep a straight face at that question. The bassist just felt his cheeks heat as he eyed up the shot poured out.

"I'd have to say gin? Too much of that and I become a drunken trashy mess."

The Brit wondering what question he should ask Ansgar. Grabbing his shot he downed it in one and wondered how dirty this game was about to become.

Ansgar could only laugh as the bassist's cheeks reddened. "With all these hot boys in the bar should I start feeding you gin?"

This was why the blonde and Torden got on so well. They were both playful and trashy.

"There are a lot of hot boys but you're the hottest out of them all."

The Brit just giggling as he was becoming more drunk by the second. What were they even drinking right now? If the gin came out then Rex would surely become a dirty trashy bassist. Was it his go now?

"My go for a question? What drink spreads your legs faster? It seems fair I ask you too."

"You sound like Torden. Flirting with everyone next to you." That wasn't an insult but it did get the Dane laughing.

"I don't know what it's called, some sweet orange shit that Rik drinks." He paused to think. "Um.. solopgang?"

"Torden? Is that an insult or a compliment I wonder. But I don't just flirt with everyone on a whim, only those who I like."

Rex might be more open and trashy than Weird but he wasn't a slutty whore like some of the others might be. Orange shit that Rik drinks? The Brit frowned and wondered what Ansgar meant by---solopgang whatever that was.

"I don't know what that is. My language is limited to English unlike you bilingual boys so I am as clueless as you. Gin is my Achilles heel though. Mick, our guitarist drinks a lot of it, gets smashed and then gets too hot and removes his clothes."

Ansgar pointed out Torden who was still getting smashed with Mikkel but the two strangers were gone. They must have given up or got sick.

"I can ask Rik if he comes in." It was the best the Dane could offer. "If that bassist or the Harlots come in, Mikkel might strip for a different kind of hot."

Ansgar is getting giggly and downing shots in a fairly quick succession.

Rex glanced over to the bar where Torden had been talking or chatting up the strangers who had now left. Mikkel was still there obviously drunk and whoever else left. The Brit nodded and then downed his shots in succession following the Dane's leave. It was a trait that both Weird and Rex possessed; drinking a lot and not becoming trashed, except Rex got trashed and Weird didn't. How that worked was anyone's guess. Maybe one of the Spiders knew more.

"Is it your question next?"

The Brit pushing some of his hair back from his face wondering what dirty questions the Dane might come up with next.

Ansgar could drink a lot but he also had a bubbly, cheeky personality so the line between his natural personality and trashed wasn't exactly clear
He poured them both another shot.

"Best place to sneak off for a quickie while on tour?" Ansgar was pretty sure Rex was a musician but not sure who he played with.

Rex was also cheeky and had a sense of humour which often got the bassist into trouble. Unlike Weird who did not say much, Rex was often known for voicing his views whilst drunk and liked getting into mischief. The younger brother being the dad in this instance instead of the older brother.

"A quickie on tour?"

The Brit just snorted into a fit of drunken giggles, looking at Ansgar with a slight blush to his cheeks. What a question! Rex hadn't had many of those but he had known men who had.

"Excluding public toilets because those are often disgusting. Maybe up against the back of the touring van?"

Ansgar started to giggle because Rex was giggling.

"You fuck in public?!" Ansgar said it louder than intended which had him snorting with laughter.

Rex just quickly took another shot because he could feel his ears begin to warm with what he was admitting so openly to the Dane he hardly knew. The booze---he'd blame it on the booze of course.

"I've only done it once and it was at night. Pitch black outside with a groupie behind one of the touring vans. No one saw us."

The bassist wasn't sure if anyone heard them because it was a quickie and he was too horny to care.

"Maybe..." Ansgar tried to do a shot and had to stop because of the giggles. ".. but you know ... you just outted yourself liking public sex."

The Dane was red too but from giggles, not blush.

"Oh god I did, didn't I? Well, now you know."

Rex just giggling wildly, wondering what potent liquor he was drinking out of these shot glasses. The Dane had pulled one dirty secret from him. Whatever next? It was all good fun though and the bassist was too drunk to care about the repercussions anyway.

"What about you? What's your dirtiest fuck you've had?"

Ansgar got silent from the question while he thought it over.

"What do you consider dirty?" Just having to ask that question said something about Ansgar's past.

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