Author note: a series of drabbles that I think will be fun…all of them will be funny

The Knights stared as Gwaine walked in. All of them with their mouths wide open exchanging sideway glances.

Gwaine's usual glorious hair…was gone.

Elyan was the first to address this strange predicament. "Gwaine…are you okay?"

Gwaine looked up with sad raven eyes. "I'm fine" he said sulkily. Then he collapsed into the chair beside him.

Percival was once again struggling to find words "Why?"

Gwaine looked up again with eyes more like daggers this time. "Because…I felt like it. Can't a knight do something he wants every now and then? First I'm not allowed to drink or look at women or talk to merlin as often because I have training. Now apparently I'm not allowed to cut my hair if I want to…"

Percival seemed to be taking this harshly "But…your hair was pretty…and it smelt good."

Gwaine rolled his eyes "well it's gone." He picked an apple of the table and bit into it fiercely "And it never coming back."

All the knights sat solemnly mourning Gwaine's hair. All except Leon who sat their smirking to himself.

"Now I have the best hair of them all…" he thought.