Back at Jane's kingdom, the ball was starting. There were so many footmen there to help the princesses that one might wonder where Tyrone found them all.

FOOTMEN:
Every single princess on the planet
Prayed to be invited to the ball
Every Portia, Guinevere and Janet
Would come by coach or boat to be here
Most would swim the moat to be here
Just to be at this historic gala
Girls would walk or run or even crawl
Rumor is that at this joyous scene tonight
The prince will likely choose his future queen tonight

Austin and Jane were still getting ready in a room off to the side of the entryway. Tyrone started navigating around the crowd to that room

"Uh excuse me. Oh, excuse me." He said to the guests; he made it to the room and opened the door. "Excuse me, you highness."

"Yes yes chamberlain?" Jane said, putting on some make-up.

"It's getting rather crowded."

"Very well, you may begin the introductions. And Chamberlain?"

"Yes?"

"No mistakes this time, everything must be perfect."

"Oh no no no, oh yes, no no no madam." Tyrone said nervously. "Everything will be perfect."

He then left and shut the door...on his antlers.

"Ow."

Jane didn't notice, she had already started talking with Austin.

"Still no sign of Rudy?" Austin asked, putting his cape on.

"I'm afraid not," Jane shook her head. "Truthfully I'm starting to get worried."

"Me too, but Rudy can take care of himself." Austin nodded.

"Right." Jane sighed before changing the subject. "Promise me Austin, you'll tell me who she is the moment she arrives."

"Don't worry mother, you'll know." Austin chuckled. "Believe me, you'll know."

Back a the lake, Pablo finally got an idea.

"Ah!" He smiled.

"What?" Morton asked.

"It's coming."

"What is?" Tommy asked.

"An idea!" Pablo started to grow excited. "A substantial idea! A large, colossal idea!"

"Sounds big." Morton remarked dryly.

"I got it, ha! Water leaks into the dungeon right?" Pablo pointed out. "Well if there's a leak, there must be a hole. We'll find the hole, make it bigger and then *boom* she's loose!"

"I think you're forgetting two things." Tommy said before making chomping sounds and pointing at the moat.

The two alligators were there, eyeing them hungrily.

"His majesty's got a point." Morton nodded.

"Not to worry." Pablo waved a wing in dismissal. "Now, first we need a scout."

"Are you crazy?" Tommy frowned. "Who's going to jump into this moat?"

"He's got to be a good swimmer." Pablo smiled knowingly.

"I should say so."

"A large size might prevent getting swallowed whole." Morton smiled knowingly.

"Big to prevent them being pigs."

"And it wouldn't hurt if he was yellow to help with distracting the gators." Pablo almost said through his teeth.

"Exactly! Large, a good swimmer, yellow...good grief! Are you talking about me?" Tommy cried.

PABLO:
You're off on a mission
You're tough, in good condition
A hero stripes and all
No fear!

"Absolutely not!" Tommy protested as Pablo sang. "I can't hear you, I can't hear you!"

Back at the ball, it was now time for the princesss' introductions. Jane stood in front of the stairs to begin the performance.

"Oh thank you, thank you." Jane said to the applause. "I know that some of you just abhor beauty pageants but being a puff puff girl myself way back in 39 I couldn't resist. A one, a two, a one two three!"

The curtains came up, revealing eight Dr. Seuss-ish deer dancers on the stairs, four on each side. Each deer was dressed in the same silvery outfit but had different antler-dos. These were Tyrone's backup dancers.

TYRONE:
Beauty and glamour and breeding unmatched

CHORUS:
Princesses on parade!

The dancers started going down the stairs.

TYRONE:
Lovely, enthralling and all unattached
The hoi polloi and those well-bred agree
Each enjoy a royal pedigree

CHORUS:
Born for success

Six were still on the bottom of the stairs, but two moved to the top of the stairs.

TYRONE:
Each possesses a spark
Each a remarkable maid
Boy oh boy, these royal highnesses
All have pluses, they've no minuses
Gaze upon

CHORUS:
These princesses on parade

Tyrone was at the top of the stairs too, and the two dancers there kissed him on the cheeks. Tyrone hovered in the air for a moment and then fell into the arms the other dancers. Tyrone was gently let down, and he went over to Austin. He then pulled Austin down, made a window with his hands, and held it up so that Austin could see the dancers, one-by-one, though them. Horton then began introducing some of the princesses:

"This princess comes from Colchester where corn and cotton grows. She plays croquet and harpsichord and sews her own clothes. Antonia isn't known to take the path of least resistance. She hails from south east Franisatan and came the farthest distance. Griselda lives to help the world she finds no task to menial, and all the other hopeful girls think she's the most congenial. Brunhilda is from Studgart where our swords and armors are made."

The Colchester princess was a crow wearing a white gown with fake corn attached to it. She offered her hand to Austin, who spun her around. She almost lost her balance but recovered. Antonia was a monkey who walked down, pushed two other princesses out of the way, and flipped like an acrobat to Austin, ending in a split. She offered her hand to Austin, who kissed it. Griselda was a Russian bear with quite a strong arm...which Austin found out the hard way when she shook his hands. Brunhilda was a dragon knight on a horse. She wore a suit of armor, ironically enough, and opened her face shield so that Austin could see her smile.

TYRONE:
Gaze upon

CHORUS:
Princesses on parade
This is the likely occasion
When the heir to the throne picks a wife

PRINCESSES:
This may be the day when prince Austin will say

TYRONE:
"Where have you been all my life?"

The dancers danced along the path and around Austin. They then swooned and were picked up by male dancers. The male dancers danced with the female dancers for a minute and then left.

PRINCESSES AND CHORUS:
Brilliant, beguiling, the smiling brigade

TYRONE:
Princesses on parade

CHORUS:
Each the pride of her community
Each a golden opportunity

The female dancers linked arms with Austin, who looked a little overwhelmed, and forced him to spin around slowly as they danced in a circle.

PRINCESSES:
Just the thought that crown Prince Austin'll
Face this choice and he's hysterical

CHORUS:
Gaze upon, heap praise upon

TYRONE:
These radiant, glamorous, luminous, dazzling

The dancers let go of Austin and danced on either side of him. They then gracefully ran up the stairs so that they went up one at a time. Tyrone met them there, and gently pushed them down the rails so that they slid on the floor and formed a couple lines, one on either side of Austin.

CHORUS:
Princesses on parade