"hope it's a long robe. It's cold and all out,but shrinkage only helps so much" Erich mutters in response to Dustyn being decent,but not fully clothed. Briefly,Erich considered losing some clothes as well. When in Rome and all that.

When Dustyn fully opens the door,erich's demeanor instantly changes. His eyes roam over Dustyn before narrowing slightly. " I'll be right back,guvna. I've got a fire in me belly and revenge to dole out. Mr Kahn has an appointment he cannot miss." Erich says, shoving his hands into his jacket to grasp Lord knows what. To keep from causing a scene with ranting and raving,he continued to use the cockney accent. This was Dustyn's home after all,and not some random street corner. He knew Billy wasn't to be trusted and now was his confirmation.

He mulls things over for a few seconds. He was in the mood to get into a scrap. His shows in Branson had been very tame on the roughhousing scale. The craziest thing to happen was an arm wrestling match with karoliena...which he lost. With a sigh he scooches in Dustyn's door. He wasn't sure which looked worse,Dustyn or his home. "Well,let's go over what happened, dust. I'll get you a drink,you sit down on the couch and we'll get his sorted." Erich starts,realizing he was offering Dustyn his own drink and sofa,but he wanted to comfort the man.

erich wasnt one to pass up a free drink,so he gave a little nod of approval at the whisky. besides,dustyn could probably use something to dull the pain. erich reaches in his pocket and pulls out the straight razor he was playing with earlier. he actually had been shaving with it earlier and had absent minded stuck it in his pocket. now it provided good distraction to his hands as his mind thought about what to do. " i dont know how it is here in jolly old england,but fuck that guy. he has no parental rights. its not like he sired or queened shay,right? next time call the cops as soon as he arrives. blake has no business here." erich says ,scratching the ear of a grateful jaffa.granted,erich was the worst to be giving child advice. he had no urge to see or even know what happened to marlena. he uses his other hand to take hold of dusty's toe in a show of solidarity. "god damn." erich exclaims when hearing of dusty being tossed like a dwarf or something. "sounds like he is just miffed you've moved on." erich says with a shrug. he really had to do some thinking to even remember blake.

erich can appreciate dustyn's lack of desire to get the police involved. while erich may have inherited the title of biggest rockstar in the world (possbily second,if you count erica) he doesnt have anywhere near the worry that dusty has about private life being made public. "dustyn,im not killing him. if thats what you're asking. i mean,i'll look the other way if he's accidentally hit by a car. but i cant take an active role. ive got my karma to think about." erich explains to dustyn in all probable seriousness. he takes a drink of his drink and smacks his lips slightly. it was the good stuff. not the wild turkey that erich seemed to constantly have in hand. erich looks up towards the ceiling in thought,very careful not to let his head touch dustyn's couch. pomade can be a son of a bitch to get out of things. he looks over to dusty with slight confusion. "why? i think at least dallas should know. if he doesnt....well,i feel i should look into getting a lobotomy so i dont know. it doesnt feel right .billy i could understand though...but...and a follow me on this. we get them both in the same room,egg them on .." erich just short of shrugs to imply the rest. he didnt like billy but wouldnt mind using him to their own ends. hell,he'd even give billy an alibi. erich gives a humorless laugh at dustyn's joke. "Well,truth be told i'd still give ada the high hard one."says with a bitter laugh and finishes his drink. he looks over to the intercom when it goes off. its electronic racket was ruining an otherwise private and organic moment. "i'll get it,man." he says,wiggling dustyn's toe with a little grin. he straightens his clothes and hair before pressing the button to speak,clearing his throat he pleasantly says, "bonjour?" he didnt want to be rude in case it was dallas or one of dustyn's bandmates...or possibly sexy teacher of shay.

"well,if thats the way you want it. i guess the ends justify the means." erich tells dustyn with a shrug. while he didnt exactly agree with keeping things from dallas,he figured dusytn knows the situation better than he does. he couldnt help but shake his head at the sweetness of dustyn compared with the company he has kept. but ya gotta kiss a few frogs to find a prince,right? "ill just say something should be done,or else blake will just keep coming back. " erich never had the luxury of lovers that wouldnt get out of his life. his were usually happy to be rid of him.

a slow smile spreads on erich's face as he hears its billy and its raining. a man doesnt get the opportunity to fuck with someone like this everyday. he as about to make a static sound and ask billy to repeat himself until dustyn says shay is with billy. "you let your kid with that guy? fucker cant even take care of himself." erich laughs before pressing the button to speak again. " right, come on up." erich says jovially. it couldnt be helped that billy would know what happened to dustyn now. it was best to just roll with it. billy couldnt very well not be let in now. "cant say i ever met daniel. im sure he's a well adjusted and well behaved young man." erich grins to dustyn. he could only imagine the creation that was daniel. the kid had some....interesting people in his life to say the least. erich takes his glass and opens the door for billy. "um..hey. shits crazy man." he says softly with a sigh. while they may not like each other,they did have common ground when it came to dusty.


ooc that quick nap that snuck up on me,it pounced with a vengeance.

it was odd to see billy with kids. he really wasnt the sort people would think would be allowed around kids. erich wasnt even sure why dusty let his son off with billy. but,he figured dusty would know better than he. it was possible billy was decent around children. even erich himself used to behave when around kids. he still does if visiting the summers or erica and gretchen. "yeah..you missed it." erich says with a rare lack of words. he knew dustyn didnt want billy to know,but it was staring him in the face right now. "so,you telling him or i?" erich asks dustyn. he figured there was no way billy was going to accept not knowing who was responsible. and honestly,erich didnt feel right keeping quiet anyway. why should he or dustyn protect blake? "i,uh..." erich responds at the 100 mph chatterbox that is daniel. he eventually just chuckles and calls after billy, "get 'em billy! you got a cute kid there." he figures there wasnt a need to be rude. if a kid was cute,erich would tell their parents so. mentally,erich was already planning on sitting in the dukes engine room again to ensure his sterility. nope. none of that for erich.

erich enjoyed the utter opposite that was shay. he was the sort that almost made erich wish for one of his own. but kids were like dogs to him. fun as long as they went home with someone else. erich wasnt getting into that situation again. he smiles and waves to shay. erich was pretty oblivious to the fact the child was deaf. he just assumed the kid was quiet...in comparison to daniel,EVERY BODY seemed quiet. "i think i saw the cats sleeping earlier,little guy. cats are busy people." he says,agreeing with dustyn. erich looked around in confusion. did this little kid just ask for a shot of whisky? or was he wanting to punch erich? he instinctively covered his crotch and raised an eyebrow. " a shot of what?" he carefully asks,stepping back.

"Jesus Christ." Eirch says, bring utterly amused by Billy and Daniel. "He's a lively one,huh, Billy?" Daniel was the kind of kid Erich would love to just watch raise hell all day. Especially given that it was Billy he was doing it to. He was sure Billy probably enjoyed every minute of it too. Billy having a subdued child who didn't do much would probably bore him to tears. Erich made a mental note that if he is ever here with Dustyn and Daniel,he's feeding the kid a couple of red bulls before being returned to Billy. He hoped Dustyn would tell billy that Blake was responsible. But if not,that was his choice.

Erich lets out a sigh of relief when the door shuts behind Billy and his offspring. The energy level in the house dropped immensely with that departure. Plus Erich was in no mood to really be around Billy. At least not at the moment. He was far too sober to handle that trip.

"Good god no. Daniel reminds me of that time I did meth and PCP then whizzed on an electric fence." Erich laughs while shaking his head. Briefly he thought about karoliena's daughter,Eris. Technically she was his but he never felt anything for her. "See ya,buddy." Erich tells Shay and giving him a wave. "I'll be in later to watch with you." He says,hoping that will help ease the kid's having to be shuffled out so soon after arriving home.

"jeez.im glad I adopted you after you calmed down a bit. That's some purposely leave the kid in a hot car stuff right there." Erich laughs with a small smile. Oddly that exact scenario was near epidemic in his home state of Florida. It was almost always by accident,but Erich always thought someone had to be awfully dim to forget they have a kid in the car. "I was like a little Wednesday Addams. very sedate." He offers his own assessment of childhood. It wasn't until Erich found he liked to entertain when he became the bundle of energy he is now.

The idea of Dustyn being jealous of actual kids in Erich's life made him giggle." Don't you dare piss on me to mark your territory.ill be highly upset. This ain't Josh Grimmie here." He says,backing up slightly and waving his hands. Erich just shakes his head at the opening of the robe. It wouldn't be a time at Dusty's if there wasn't barely contained penis around. He sits himself down next to Dustyn and crosses his ankles. "Go ahead. Lay it on me. Just putting it out there,we could probably get Billy to...him" erich fills in the blank with dramatically choking himself and then using his fingers to make X's over his eyes for effect

"well that's a rather a bastard way to speak of one's kid. Do I have to get Randy in on this? That man knows about being a father." Erich states. He's quite proud of his own adoptive father and wouldn't hesitate to bring the wrath of Randy down upon Dusty's dad. "Oh fiddle Dee Dee. Josh loves me,he just doesn't know it yet." Erich says giving the idea of being disliked by Josh Grimmie the French man's wave.* The idea of being disliked by someone is unfathomable to Erich. "Dude,Jayne needs a job,she could totally be Josh's assistant! ",Erich grins widely. He thought he could be helpful and get one over on his adoptive sister.

Erich ponders what Dustyn says about the autobiography. He was sure it would be the hot read of the summer. It would probably dwarf the sales of that book about the Trump administration. Everything Dustyn said was true. Depending on how truthful Dustyn was if he wrote a book,he certainly knew the dirt and it would be juicy. "Well... Dusty..I don't know. I know I wouldn't care what I read about you. But I think some people might. It could really be career suicide, depending on just what would be in there . And possibly career murder depending on who else is in there .I think if anyone should tell your story,it should be you " Erich says carefully. He wanted to encourage Dustyn but there was some intense fallout that could occur. " I trust id be portrayed in a favorable light,right?" Erich chuckles.



*From King of the Hill. Bobby dismissively waves his hand at his father,and Hank says "don't you Frenchman's wave me,son."

Erich giggles mischievously at Dustyns reply. there was no feeling like the satisfaction that came with having huge success and being able to rub it in people's faces. "That's the ticket. What Good is money if not used for revenge? I just adored denying my dad anything. " Erich grins in a rare hateful way. His mother he was rather indifferent to. His father though,he had loathed the man. Erich wouldn't even buy the man a can of soda. " Jayne swears I purposely let her walk in on me in the shower YEARS ago. Like it's my fault I was tripping balls,forgot to lock the door and/or actually turn the shower on. " Erich shrugs. The shower incident had driven a rift between Jayne and erich throughout their teenage years. In spite of not being blood related (Jayne wasn't even biologically Randy's daughter) Erich had never had a thing for Jayne.so the incident was indeed an accident. "Besides,the fuck does Josh do that he needs an assistant? " Erich spats.erich was the sort that wanted control over all aspects of his career. Atomic war bride had no Roadies,no instrument techs,and only had a bus driver due to karoliena's insistence on hiring one.

"You could always write it under a pen name and call it unauthorized. Your story would be out,but there would always be the lingering doubt if all of it was true." Erich offers. He spins the empty whiskey glass in his hand,looking through it's distortion of the wall behind on it. He figured this proposed book was more for Dustyn's peace of mind And not the reading public's interest. so getting it out was the important part, people believing it was probably secondary. "Well,if a movement is involved,you can bet Josh Grimmie will take the lead. Can't really think of a better person to do it." Erich said honestly. The man did have convictions and loved a cause. After Dusty finally spoke about what may have been THE issue he was most concerned about in this possible book,erich felt a little bad for possibly making light of it before he knew. Josh Grimmie definitely would be a good choice though. Erich nodded very slowly as he understood what Dustyn was implying. Asshole family, abusive exes,drug use and abuse, sexual depravity of the fun sort ....these were all things Erich could handle speaking of. This...this was some heavy shit. But certainly not erich's first involvement with this subject. It always made him uncomfortable. What do you say to such a thing? Erich is quiet for a moment before taking out his pocket flask. he took a contemplative drink of undiluted absinthe. The bitter and oily substance was semi comforting to him. " Damn, Dusty. I'm going to assume you don't mean the Protestant claim that the Catholics worship idols." Erich says softly,taking Dustyn's hand and squeezing it. "I know that can really fuck a person up for life. You ever ...you know,seek therapy for it?"