The time passed by, and I once again was showed up by my father, that I wouldn't be ready for the ball, but I can prove that i can get ready in five minutes, with a little bit of magic. I called for my very own fairy godfather, kind of like a fairy godmother, but for men. Anyway, in five minutes there was a poof of magic and sparkles and I was ready for the ball, in the same tan top, with yellow gold colored epaulettes on each shoulder, with my odd colored maroon pants and black dress shoes. My hair looking good, and I walked out, with style.