Disclaimers: I do not own The Lord of the Rings and Looney Tunes. They belong to J.R.R. Tolkien and Warner Brothers. All other canon material belongs to their respected owners. All original material belongs to me, the authoress of this fanfiction story.

Inspiration for Fanfic: Looney Tunes' cartoon, "Duck Amuck".

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Welcome back to another fanfic of my Fanfiction Stories by Theme Collection! :) The moment I saw the theme, Power of Words, I knew I had to write some slapstick humor with Frodo in my story. Well, here it is! Enjoy! :)

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Yes. This is me, the Narrator. Today, I am here to tell the story of a lonesome duck and his mischievous horse. Now, these two were enjoying themselves very much…

"That's enough! What is this, a circus?" Daffy proclaimed, annoyed with the Narrator, as the screen turned to white.

I'm sorry, but I do not allow ducks interfering with my story.

"Not even me? That's a shame! Then I'll tell the story!" Daffy said, diving into the screen and grabbing the pen from the Narrator's hand. Daffy cackled, enjoying this. "Now, let's see who this greedy slob is!"

That's enough, Daffy!

Whack! Whack! Whack!

Daffy brushed himself off. "Well, that takes care of that! Now, where was I? Oh yes, the story!" He looked at the white screen, spotting the poor gentle-hobbit Frodo Baggins. Daffy chuckled. "Oh, ho ho! He won't be poor for long!" He dabbed some gold coins at the screen, watching the gold coins drop on Frodo's head.

"Ow! Now, what was that?" Frodo asked, confused. He turned to Daffy, annoyed at him. "Oh, look you! You're not in charge here! Where's the Narrator?"

"All right, that's enough out of you!" Daffy said, erasing Frodo's mouth.

Frodo tapped the screen, demanding that Daffy return his mouth. Oh, Daffy did with his pen and his words, only making Frodo's mouth into a chicken beak. Frodo sneered at Daffy, annoyed with him.

"All right, give me back my lips! My hobbit lips!" Frodo told Daffy, about ready to burst.

"Oh, you mean those lips!" Daffy said, right as Frodo's lips ran across the screen.

"Hey, come back here!" Frodo rushed off the screen, fighting with his own lips.

Daffy chuckled, facing the camera and the audience, "And that is why you should never let your mouth run away with you." He said, happily, observing Frodo struggling to get his lips back. "All right, enough is enough! Time to put those lips back on you."

"Thank you!" Frodo cried, not sure what mad story he was in.

Daffy erased Frodo's lips and the chicken beak, but went too far. He erased Frodo, instead drawing him to look like a giant rooster. Frodo screeched, stunned by his new body.

"Get me back my hobbit body!" He cried, nearly bursting into tears.

Daffy laughed happily. However, he didn't expect Bugs to show up with a carrot in his mouth.

"Now look, the Narrator demands that you get Frodo's story right! So, draw him back to his hobbit size!" Bugs complained.

"Oh, but this is so much fun!" Daffy said, also complaining. He conceded. "Oh, all right." He drew Frodo back in his hobbit form, but added a train station at the same time. He watched with raging laughter as Frodo climbed onto the station, nearly being slammed by a train.

Frodo stared at Daffy, confused by the whole ordeal. "What sort of loony story did I run into?"

Bugs faced the audience, telling them, "Well, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em." He jumped into the screen with Frodo, waiting for Daffy to do the same. The moment Daffy joined Bugs, the two tap-danced for Frodo, enlightening him and making him feel better.

The Narrator swooped in, grateful to have his story back.

The End.

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Thanks for reading. :)