They all left for the Ball, and now Ponch was home all alone. He had to mow the lawn. He went out, but couldn't get the mower started. He tried and tried, but it wouldn't start, so now he sat in the grass and cried.

" Oh what's the use! No matter what I do I won't get this thing started," he said. After he had been sitting for a few minutes, he saw an extremely hairy man walking over to him, in all brown robes.

"Hi, can I help you?" Ponch asked.

"I'm here to help you, Poncherello."

"Help me? Are you gonna cut the grass?" Ponch asked getting excited.

"No, but I can while you are at the Ball."

"The Ball? You're kidding right? I mean I never got an invitation and…."

"Its ok, Poncherello, I'm sure no one will mind."

"Who are you? And why are you being so nice to me?"

"I'm Jon your hairy godfather."

"I have a hairy godfather?" Ponch asked with wide eyes.

"Yes, and I know who bad you want to go to the ball. Lucky for you it's a costume party there. Everyone is dressed up they'll never recognize you."

"Really? That's great, but what will I wear?"

"I'll take care of that," Jon said, then waved his magic wand, and said some random gibberish meaningless words, and then Ponch was dressed like a California Highway Patrol motorcycle cop.

"Wow, I look great, thank you so much," he said to Jon, then hugged him.

"I'm sure the girls will all go crazy for you," Jon said. "Oh, now you need a way of getting there," he said looking around. Then he made a Limo out of a pumpkin.

"Ok, now you've got a ride. But I must warn you, Poncherello...you have to leave the Ball before midnight."

"Midnight? What happens at midnight?"

"My power wears off, and your limo will once again be a pumpkin, and you will be a frog."

"A frog?" Ponch asked.

"Yes, I don't know why, but when my magic stops the person turns into a frog, the only way to be human again is if you get a kiss from a princess."

"A princess? I might as well be a frog forever," Ponch said quietly, then got into the limo. "Thank you, Jon," he said.

"You're welcome, Poncherello. Don't forget about midnight," Jon said. Then the limo driver drove Ponch to the ball.