The Leprechaun smirked, these lads were right fun it seemed like, right feisty too, and with them he could have even MORE fun, he thought to himself.
Blue Boxer threw a flurry of furious punches that the Leprechaun dodged effortlessly, "Oi, you even tryin' ta' hit me, lads?" Blue Boxer growled and threw another left hook. However, he wasn't the only one to look out for, the Lumberjack was also advancing, running up to try and tackle him. The Leprechaun jumped to avoid his attempts at slugging him, bouncing off the Lumberjack's head, "Too slow!" H snickered, "A for effort though."
The Lumberjack glared daggers at him, "Would you just stay still so we can wallop you?" The Leprechaun snickered, "No can do, boys, you'll have to go faster than that if ye' want to keep up with me." He snickered, levitating in the air, "But I like you boys though, so I'm gonna help ya out with that." Another look of mischief crossed his face. Blue Boxer took notice, "Just what are you planning?"
Lumberjack panted beside of him, but his fiery look never subsided, "Who cares what he's planning, let's stop him before he tries anything!" The burly man shouted as he rushed forward again, rearing to wrangle the rambunctious Leprechaun, but the Leprechaun wouldn't be tamed so easily. As Lumberjack ran forward, the Leprechaun again dodged, bounding off his head and behind him, but the Lumberjack just as quickly swiveled around... only to be come face-to-face with the Leprechaun's bare rump, his pants down, mooning him, "I like big, dumb blockheads like you, lad! Float like a butterfly, stink like a skunk!"
Suddenly, the Leprechaun blasted Lumberjack in the face with a large cloud of green smog, accompanied by vulgar flatulence that left the burly man gagging. Blue Boxer could smell it too, something pungent, not bad-smelling, but definitely ripe and minty, and the smell was so overwhelming he still covered his mouth as he watched Lumberjack cough, backing away woozily. "Ugh, what did you do?!" Blue Boxer yelled as the Leprechaun pulled his pants back up, "Ahhh, just givin' yer' friend a wee makeover."
Blue Boxer watched Lumberjack as he coughed from the stench, but as the green haze cleared, saw his friend starting to change. Lumberjack looked shorter. He was getting shorter and shorter as he coughed, his burly muscles becoming thicker and denser as he shrunk down. "Jack!" He yelled, trying to catch his attention, but soon, he saw his heroic friend with a smile on his face, "Ugh, no worries, I'm fine... wee bugger just got me off-guard, that's all." He said, having developed an Irish accent too. Blue Boxer watched in amazement as Jack's curly black hair started to turn red. He was proportionately a midget now, a very muscular one. It was obvious what happened, Lumberjack was now a Leprechaun too!
"Jack, look at yourself!" Blue Boxer yelled, trying to get him to notice. Lumberjack did so, observing his shorter, dwarven frame and ginger beard, his St. Patrick's Day boxers resized to fit his new body, "Cor blimey! I look like I'm one of da' wee folk now!" He said in astonishment, as the Leprechaun laughed, "That's right, I think I'm gonna start by painting the whole town green! Startin' with you and yer' friend over there~!" He snickered, turning his attention to Blue Boxer, "What about it, lad, ready to join me and yer' friend Jack?"