Disclaimers: See Drabble 1 for more info.

So, I've just finished writing Strong Intentions in Luster. The story's done, but thanks to this prompt by NirCele, I've decided to write something involving Frodo Baggins and Fredegar Bolger, who was the lead in my fanfic. This is a way for me to bid farewell to this story. :) Inspiration came once again from Riggle's Picks: Week 2 where he's in fantasy football group therapy, even though this drabble is different.

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97.) Fellow Sufferer

Word Count: 483

Frodo Baggins entered the white room for the second time this morning. Due to a story being done, it was only necessary to give the canon character, which was a part of the fanfic, a chance to express how he or she felt. In that case, the canon character happened to be Fredegar Bolger, a.k.a. Fatty.

"Fatty?" Fredegar asked in shock.

Oops. Sorry. Did we mispronounce that?

Fredegar waved his fist at the camera. Frodo sat down at an empty chair, across from his buddy.

"It has come to my knowledge that you just finished a story. What was it called?" He checked his sheet before adding. "Ah yes. Strong Intentions in Luster."

"It was rushed," Fredegar crossed his arms.

"How was it rushed?" Frodo asked.

"Why you –" He attempted to keep calm, but refused. "The script was off. There were too many repeatable instances, all for saying 'let's go', 'Getty up, cowboy!' or 'welcome fellow sufferer'. You know."

"No, I don't. Fatty, I think you're exhausted," he said, reminding him promptly.

"A hobbit doesn't get put to work this much. I want to lodge a complaint! I want to go back to being a supporting character." He looked over his shoulder at the beagle Snoopy, who was mocking his fist movements. "You know, you're not helping. Behave!"

"O-kay." Frodo tried again. "So Fatty, tell me about Cara."

"Cara's sweet and kind. Lightfoot is a big softie." He smiled at the camera.

"I am not!" Lightfoot the male unicorn shouted from off-screen.

"You are too. You just don't want to admit it." Finding the situation awkward, and Frodo couldn't agree more, he chose his next words carefully, "But Lightfoot is my friend and I respect his boundaries."

"Uh huh." It was clear to Frodo that Fredegar was ticked off about something. He attempted to coax him out of it. "Tell me about your adventures. You must have had a lot of them."

"Oh, there were loads. Big ones, small ones." He grinned wider.

"You're refusing to talk to me," he answered.

"No I'm not. I'm refuting against your questions. Haven't I been punished enough?" He raised his fist, as the Squijum, a squirrel-monkey, stole his nut. He blasted another few words, this time at the critter, "I'll get you!"

"Now, tell me about your love life. How many dames did you encounter in Luster?" Frodo asked, unsure if this was the best time to get his answer.

"What kind of a question is that? I've had enough!" Fredegar stood up, tearing the plug out of his ear and the microphone off his shirt. Frodo was stunned, watching his best friend charge off in plain sight…

"Hey, who's responsible for giving me these questions?" He looked to the camera crew, hoping to get a decent response.

"That's me!" Timon shouted.

Frodo raised an eyebrow at the camera. There was nothing further to say.

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With NirCele's permission, this drabble is now complete and posted. Also, Cara, Lightfoot, the Squijum and the world Luster are all in The Unicorn Chronicles book series, which happened to be what I crossed with The Lord of the Rings, "Once Upon a Time" and other fandoms for my fanfic Strong Intentions in Luster. Timon comes from "The Lion King" animated films. And Snoopy from the Peanuts comics is just there for the fun of it and came in almost at random. :) I'm just glad I could write this piece. Without this prompt, this wouldn't have happened… or if it did, it would be in another prompt. And besides, I was poking fun at my own work, just for fun. Hopefully, everyone's in character. Until the next drabble. :)