The pied piper sat on the kitchen floor holding back a flood of tears. It had all gone wrong. Horribly wrong. Not only had he not got paid for ridding the local town of it’s rat infestation, his first big contract, the parents of the children he kidnapped were refusing to pay his ransom demands and denying all knowledge of having any children.

He was being eaten out of house and home, the electric and phone bill were being delivered in a trailer pulled by a monster truck and despite his best efforts not one of them would eat cabbage.