Tenement Funster

Good News and Bad News...

A/N -  Just a reminder I am not a legal expert, and this is fiction.

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Roger stumbled into the police paddy wagon and put his hands out in front of him to stop from falling.  Being manhandled from behind as he was forced inside and grabbing the bench to stay upright.

"Watch it!"  Roger snarled as the policeman herded more people in behind him.  The blond took a seat at the end of the bench and watched as the others were piled in.  He kept watch for Brian and hoped there wasn't a second wagon coming and they would be separated.  After seeing Griff climb in and then Teddy, Brian was next.  Roger was grateful to see him as he slid into the spot next to him.  The blond instantly leaned in for comfort.  Shivering in the thin jumpsuit and missing his coat that remained behind in Griff and Teddy's flat.

"I'm freezing!"  Roger whispered as Brian glared at him.  Still furious about being arrested.  He kept his fuming expression as he let out a sigh of exasperation and pulled off his Victorian frock coat.  Handing it to his boyfriend as he was forced to move over to make more room on the wagon bench.

Roger leaned forward and slid the coat on. Grateful for the warmth as he watched Freddie and John climb in, and the door slamming shut behind them.

"Thanks..."  Roger told Brian in a whisper.  Brian ignored him.  Still livid about what had transpired.  Still in disbelief he was under arrest.

"You all need to remain seated and no funny business back there!"  the policeman cautioned through the window before sliding it shut.  The man all sat in stunned silence as the wagon began moving.  Taking them to jail and to whatever fate the night held for them.

"I hope you're happy..."  Teddy grumbled at Griff.  "You've gone and done it now!"  he remarked with disdain. Griff shot him a look of complete outrage at being the sole blame.

"You started this!"  Griff argued back as he leered at his boyfriend.  "Not only cannot you not keep your trousers zipped...you chose to parade your plaything around in front of me and my guests!"  Griff pointed out.  "I simply snapped!"  he defended.  "I couldn't take it anymore!"  he added.

"And this time it was different?"  one of the party guests snorted.  Both Teddy and Griff appeared disarmed by the statement.  Jarred by the truth in his words.  Their constant need for dramatics.

"I guess it was since it landed us all in jail!"  Roger said snidely.  Pulling the frock coat closer around him for warmth.  

"You weren't any better Abba!"  the same guest retorted.  Roger leered at the man.  Not recollecting his name but remembering his face.

"At least I stuck up for my friends and didn't just stand there and watch!'  Roger challenged.

"You started trouble with that lot of thugs and now you're doing it in here!"  another party guest chimed in.

"Lay off him!"  Griff declared as he wore an expression of misery at their situation.  The reality of it setting in.  "Arguing now isn't going to change what's happened..."  he observed as he leaned forward and placed his face in his hands.  Emotion setting in.

"I just want to say it's unfair to the rest of us that we simply came to your party for a nice evening and now you've landed us in jail!"  the man pointed out.  "We didn't do anything!" he protested as he adjusted the wig on his head and sighed.  The interior of the wagon fell silent save for the sound of the engine and the occasional bump in the road as they traveled to the police station. 

"Does anyone know what's going to happen when we get to the station?"  Brian suddenly asked the group of men.  Roger was surprised to see him speaking after being silent and sullen the entire trip.  One of the party guests raised their hand up and looked at everyone.