Unfortunately I don't have a tablet so I can't use the deviantart muro drawing program. So, in that event, I will write you a short but amusing story.
Once upon a time there was a pied piper. He came to a small rat-infested town and offered to de-ratify them if they paid him a small penance in gold. And so he tooted about the town on his pipe, and the rats danced and sang in their little rat voices as they followed him out of the town and over a cliff. The pied piper returned two days later, and the town rejoiced at the lack of pests eating at their stores of grain and spoiling their food...but they would not pay him. The pied piper grew angry, and declared that if they did not pay him within three days time, he would exact a terrible revenge. The townsfolk laughed and brushed him away, and continued about their lives. Three days later, the townsfolk awoke one morning to find that every single little bed was empty, and every single little child, was gone...save for one; a young boy who'd been horribly injured when a wagon had tipped over and crushed one of his legs. The young boy however, was smart. And despite the villager's protests, he followed after the piper, stumping away on his pair of crutches and his single leg, 'step-thump' all the way through the forest to the edge of the cliff, where the piper stood, all the children lined up in a row before him. The piper looked up at the boy and grinned. "And what brings you here, lad?" "Why did you leave me behind?" "My boy," the piper said, crouching down, "You are alone in this world; you have no parents to miss you, you have done no wrong and I doubt you are strong enough to follow. Go live your life, and maybe one day you'll have children of your own to tell this story to." The boy fished in his pocket, and pulled out a small bag, heavy with coin. The piper's eyebrow quirked. "Now where did you get that, my young rascal?" The boy smirked. "I knew the old geezers wouldn't pay up. I'm a fair hand with lock picks. They'll figure it's gone in an hour or so." He tossed the bag to the piper, who grinned as he caught it. The piper turned to the other children, and shouted, "Tally-ho, now run along home young lads and lasses!" He twirled around on the balls of his feet to face the young boy who stood before him, leaning on one crutch. "Ever fancy a bit of travel?" The boy's eyes lit up like fireflies. "I've thought about it." "Good! Well then, my young friend, perhaps you're in for a bit of an adventure...one much less re-hashed than that of the story that was just told." The boy smiled as the piper turned and walked into the forest, and he followed after, 'step-thumping' all the way.
Yeah. I was bored too. Had to be, to write all that out in a comment.