“There once was a warlock from Coolderry

Serious and chaste, he grew quite merry

He met a lady bear

with a plush derriere

finally that warlock might lose his—“

There was a tremendous pop. Once a creepy prancing leprechaun, there was now a softball, a softball ball-sized dent in the plaster, and a smear of green goop. Warlock Librarian Priest Dr. Lee Tabitha stood in a batter’s crouch.

“Coolderry Crows Cricket All-Stars, what can I say?” Lee shrugged.

Seriously hiding a smile, his bear shifter teammate Officer Teddi Kodiak eyed Lee.

Chaste? Teddi thought until her cheeks reddened.

Quite confused Sheriff Tank Adolphus ran into the farmhouse, “Merry flippin’ Christmas did you just kill an elf?”

He peered at the wobbling green jelly-like material.

“Lady bear, I might leprechaun. It’s a leprechaun and it’s not dead. We have to contain it before the gooey filling reconfigures into a foul-mouthed troll. Plush derriere I- I- I mean fresh air I need fresh air. " Lee said before running from the farmhouse.

“Finally he’s lost it. That warlock wasn’t ready to leave the cloister, “ said Tank.

“Why would a leprechaun pull pranks in the middle of nowhere Canada?” Teddi asked. They watched as the goo started to slowly draw together and solidify.

Agent Tess Morganna and Ofc. Jimmy Thunderbird hurried with an empty peanut butter jar. Tess scooped up the goo while Jimmy laid down a binding spell.

“Teddi is right why here and why now. We have run into vampires and not fae folks both extinct and we haven’t hit Pittsburgh yet. Somehow long dead bad magic is bubbling back up to torment humanity. I think it is deliberate,” Tess said.