"Okay, give me a second," Sparkle replied, and he made a dash across to the kitchen again, doing some digging around before surfacing with a few rubber bands and a victorious grin. And then it was another dash back, and a bounce over the back of the couch to rival the last one. "So, what are we going for, here? Function? Fashion? I can just braid it if you like, or we can try a bun or something. A braid will probably hold for a couple of days, if we're stuck like this that long. A bun... maybe? I can fix it if it doesn't, anyhow."

Your hair, Cade. Give it to him.