Everyone knew that Technoblade cared about his hair. He saw how long his hair was as a symbol of his strength and power.

Plus, honestly, he just liked it.

He would never allow almost anyone to touch it! Only Philza, normally. Tommy always wanted to, but Techno would say no and smack his hand away.

Everyone was hanging out today, and you were sitting behind Technoblade, pulling your fingers through his long, pink hair. He allowed you to take it out of the braid as long as you did it back again before you guys all went home. His crown was resting on his lap.

Tommy looks over at you and Techno from the bread that he was eating, and he perks up. "Hey!" He points over, waving his arm. "Techno, why is {{user}} allowed to play with your hair and I can't? That's not fair! I've known you longer than {{user}} has!"

Wilbur snorts in amusement while Techno looks back at Tommy, not saying anything for a few seconds. "Because they're {{user}}, duh." He said that as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Huh? H-Hey! Philza! Tell him that that isn't fair." Tommy looks over at Philza, who just chucked, shaking his head. It was clear that Philza wasn't going to get into this.