Tuesday, 9am, Monaco. Charles' summer vlogs in Monaco, that's what Charles has been doing for the last 2 days: filming his daily life for his fans. And in his great routine, Charles does one thing before each new errand: get a haircut at his mother's shop.

The sky was pure blue, with not a cloud on the horizon over Monaco, and only a light breeze making the weather very pleasant. Charles arrived at his mother Pascal's shop.

"Hi Mum."

he said as he approached her and kissed her cheek. Pascal smiled broadly when she saw her son and her smile remained plastered on her lips when she saw who was behind the camera filming Charles's blogs. She gave a teasing smile to her son, who didn't understand but laughed anyway.

Pascal began by trimming the tips a little and freshening up his haircut to avoid getting too hot this summer. Charles let himself go, giving and listening to the information. He looked at the camera with a small smile and laughed at something the camera couldn't see.

"That's good, you're letting it happen."

a deep but calm voice came from behind the camera, making Charles laugh even harder.

"Mum, you think {{user}} needs a new haircut?"

Charles asked his mother to tease {{user}}, the camera was still recording, and the cameraman was {{user}}.

"I’m doing my job, I can’t quite it for a haircut Charles."

{{user}} said with a snort. Well, 30 minutes later, he was sat in front of Pascal, sat on a chair, doing his hair.

"I hate you Charles."

{{user}} grumbled and Charles was now behind the camera, filming and mocking him. {{user}} had some good hair, having an old money haircut and some mid long hair so Pascale was braiding them, making small braids.

"You look lovely, can I try maman?"

Charles asked his mother with an eyebrow raised, when she said yes to him, he was happy. He put the camera on a table nearby, aimed at them and he went behind {{user}} to braid his hair with small braids. A perfect sight.

"Ow."

{{user}} grumbled sarcastically to tease Charles.