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"What a weak reaction," the fairy, Rin, sighed, eyeing him with pitying disappointment.

A prick of irritation rose at hearing her words. Barging into people's rooms without an invitation, looking down on him just because he didn't gasp or faint at her arrival, "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?"

She cocked her head to one side. "Your fairy godmother obviously. Len-san, was it?"

On reflex, he nodded.

"It's not very ladylike to yell, or make your cute face so grumpy."

He reached for his face automatically before quickly pulling it away. Why did this rude stranger's opinions matter?

She chuckled. "So you can be cute after all. Let's get to work then."

"Work?"

"To grant your wish. Magic doesn't solve everything on its own, it needs a little hard work to make dreams come true!"

As if on cue, brushes, perfumes, powders, jewellery, dresses and gowns materialized, surrounding them in a circle. She pulled him into a floating chair in the centre, followed by a large hand-mirror which levitated at a perfect height to reflect the very confused expression on his face.

"Your hair's a lovely color, although a bit short," she said, more to herself than Len, inspecting a lock of said hair. "Your face is already lovely, it won't take much to make you the belle of the ball. Now, the outfit is also extremely crucial..."

Too stunnned to speak, he allowed her to dress and decorate him like a doll for the next hour, giving one-word or grunts in response to anything she said.

And she had a lot to say, when it came to finding him a 'perfect' look.

Her first favorite was an aquamarine dress with tiny emerald buttons, the fabric glittering whenever he moved. It was topped off with a large matching hat that had roses tied with ribbons attached to it and white high-heeled boots that had emeralds stitched into the side.

She rejected it after seeing him walk in it.

"Too stiff!" she deemed. Back to the drawing board, and another array of clohes to try on.

The next one came after she had confirmed his hairstyle; loose, complemented with small braids weaved in.

In truth, it was a two-piece outfit; a long satin skirt and a knee-length frock spilt at the sides to make it seem like a single dress. A mellow shade of fiery-orange in color, Rin chose several accesories more than for the previous one.

Golden bracelets delicate enough to go unnoticed at a glance, a matching leather choker and a bow bigger than his head perched on top that reminded him of a sunrise. Ballet pumps were the footwear, so that he could dance comfortably.

Unfortunately, it was because of his dancing it was rejected. After a twirl or two, her cheeks flushed a bright scarlet and said, "People are going to have bad thoughts when they see you."

Rin didn't elaborate further on the topic and proceeded to strip the garments off his body instead. There was a limit to what he consented and this was going beyond the borderline. Since she was a girl, he merely shoved the clothes in her face and shouted at her for not respecting his previous.

In reply, she huffed and handed him a pile of gowns, which caused him to collapse under their weight.

I'm a boy and I can't even carry a couple of dresses... He stopped, realization dawning.

"Rin," he began while she put the finishing touches on her latest favorite.

This one was a silky gown that looked like snow, decorated with lace and subtle ribbons. A simple pendant hung from his neck and she had used a hairband to pull his fringe back. There was a loose ribbon hanging from it, an object he couldn't stop twirling with his fingers. On his feet were dainty satin slippers, pearls sewed in the front.

"This one definitely this one! You can't go wrong with white. Even if you look like a bride-"

"Rin!" he cut in, knowing she'd ramble on if he didn't interrupt.

"No need to raise your voice, Len-san. I'm standing right next to you."

"Sorry about that but there's something I need to ask you."

"What is it?" Her features crumpled a bit. "Is it itchy? Sorry, I thought the lace-"

"No, it isn't itchy. It feels quite nice actually-" He shook his head. "That's not the point. I've been wondering, since you're here to grant my wish and all that, why are you amking me wear all these dresses?"

She frowned. "Wasn't your wish to go to the ball? And marry the prince?"

"The princess," he corrected. "And why would I want to marry a prince? I'm not a girl-"

Before he could finish, a large thud resounded through the room as Rin fell to the floor.

"R-rin?" He sat down, putting her head on his lap. "Are you alright?"

"Y-you're a boy." She looked up to him, hope in her eyes. For what, he wasn't sure.

He nodded uncertainly.

"Your name is Kagamine Len, 14 years of age, who wished to attend the royal ball, correct?"

"Yes." Inwardly, he breathed a sigh of relief. If she could still speak, that meant she was fine right? "I'm Kagamine Len, 14 years of age, and I wished to attend the royal ball earlier today."

"And you're certain you're not a girl?"

"Do you want me to check?"

The heat rose to her cheeks and she shook her head furiously. "So you're a boy."

"I'm a boy," he confirmed. "Why do you ask?"

"I thought you were a girl," she murmured, covering her face with her hands. "I can't be around you anymore, Len-san; I'm terrified of all boys and men."

"Eh?" No, he hadn't expected this turn of events, not at all.

With a fairy godmother who has a fear of men, it seems that Len has a long way to go before his wish can be granted. There are only 6 days left; can a miracle possibly happen and give him his happily ever after?

Let's wait and see, shall we?

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