"Well, I must say what happened here?" Jiminy asked, seeing the folks walking about the land. There were smials in one corner, a large stone castle on a hill, a barren land with a cloudy sky in another area, and another… no way. "They're all mashed together! What is this?" He tapped his foot in frustration. "Aren't these two stories?" He called to the curly brown-haired hobbit whose body was shifting back and forth rapidly between a young man with round spectacles and back to a hobbit again with a velvet jacket, vest, knee breeches and a white dress shirt. "Hey! Hey you! Sir, what's your name?"

"I'm Frodo – Harry Potter – Baggins," Frodo | Harry said, Frodo's voice being more calm and somber, while Harry's voice announced his presence, when his body appeared before Jiminy.

Jiminy counted with his mind. "Harry or Frodo. Frodo or Harry. Wait, that doesn't make sense!" He cried, but to no avail, for Frodo | Harry wandered on without so much as a goodbye or hello. This was becoming very odd. "If Frodo's now Harry, then where's Gandalf? Oh Gandalf! Hello."

"Whose here?" Gandalf, the wizard in the grey robes, was shifting back and forth into another elderly wizard, also in grey robes but with a flat hat, instead of a pointed hat like the former had on already.

"Here. I'm here!" Jiminy cried out, hoping to get his attention.

"Ah! There you are." Gandalf said in delight. "Forgive me, I am Gandalf – Albus Dumbledore! – the Grey."

"Yes. Well, that's just it. I think these stories are so meshed that you are becoming like your – how shall I put this – counterpart, which in this case is Albus Dumbledore," Jiminy explained.

"Huh." Gandalf | Dumbledore said, amazed. "That explains it then. We cannot get our stories straight until we figure out who we are – who my counterpart is too! – You see?!"

"Hmm…" Jiminy tapped his finger against his cheek. He had to figure something out.

"I'd liked to – help! – help," Frodo | Harry said, calmly. Jiminy moved onto a rock as the hobbit | young wizard sat down next to the cricket and in front of the wizard on the green grass. The hill was so pleasant, so calm and quiet. Jiminy perked up at a thought.

"Okay, let's begin. I'll ask you both a series of five questions," Jiminy explained the rules, "if both of you get the same answer, we'll get nowhere, but if you answer them individually, depending on who shifts, then we'll get somewhere." He huffed softly, "Let's see how this goes."

"A questionnaire," Frodo said, feeling a little like himself. "I wouldn't mind—" Harry's form took over, groaning, "Aww! Not another test!"

"You see? You see? It's working already," Jiminy said in excitement.

BLAST!

Within a moment, Frodo's body and Harry's body started to shift out of each other. There was just an outline of Harry's shape in the air just behind Frodo. Frodo could now be seen better, especially his bright blue eyes, as Harry's green eyes reflected through the outline behind the hobbit.

"Well done, Frodo – Harry!" Gandalf | Dumbledore said, also feeling a ripple affect them. Just a sliver of Dumbledore's outline could be seen next to Gandalf, but it was enough for Jiminy to cheer the three wizards and hobbit.

"Now," Jiminy asked next, "how did your villain return to power?"

"He didn't. He's an eye – was an eye." Frodo admitted. He looked back at Harry, as his outline blurted behind him, "Voldemort returned to power. And I'm not afraid of announcing his name!" Frodo cocked his head slightly, before explaining further in a serious voice, "I'm not afraid. It's just the quest must be kept secret until…"

BLAST! BLAST!

"Ahh!" Frodo winced. Tears were heard just behind him, as if suctions were released from his back and sides. He glanced over his shoulder, only to find Harry was now in ghost form. Frodo asked, feeling slightly dazed, "What's happening?"

"Very good. I can see you better now," Jiminy admitted, pointing to him.

Frodo looked at his hands. They were fading in and out, but he felt a little more like himself. He looked up at Gandalf and Dumbledore, as Dumbledore was now in ghost form, too. Frodo asked, perplexed and confused. "How is this possible?"

"Let's keep going." Jiminy announced, spouting out the next question, "Who are your friends and how do they benefit you? Is there any disadvantages and advantages?"

"There's Ron and Hermione. Ron doesn't cook, but Hermione does." Harry explained. "Also, Hermione's a bit bossy and…"

"Sam's sort of the same way, but he's a gardener and always has my back. He's quite shy," Frodo said. "I wouldn't call him bossy, but he has a good heart. So, he's a bit of both Ron and Hermione."

"Ron left the group when I could have needed him. He came back though," Harry said fast.

"Sam didn't leave. I didn't force him to leave, like what happened in the films," Frodo said. "Although, it's debatable and… ahh!" More tears. His whole body felt like suctions were being ripped out of him. "AHH!" He collapsed to the side for a moment, retracting back to his first state. He checked his hands again. They were becoming more flesh. He grinned, turning to Harry to see his progression, as he and Gandalf were also becoming more flesh, more whole. Frodo cried in delight, "It's working."

"I know. That was close," Jiminy said, sighing in relief. "Let's continue. What's the difference between Dobby and Gollum?"

"His name is Sméagol," Frodo said right away.

"Dobby didn't betray me in the end," Harry said, serious.

"Gollum did betray me in the end, and Sam, but he miraculously destroyed the Ring," Frodo admitted.

"I thought you said his name was Sméagol," Harry corrected him.

Frodo slapped his hands together softly. "I still call him Sméagol."

"Dobby didn't defeat Voldemort," he asked another question, "How did Sméagol – Gollum end up defeating Sauron?"

"He fell off the ledge. The Ring was destroyed. The end," Frodo said, softly, right as more tears and sonic booms were heard across the land and from himself. He felt like his whole being was being ripped to shreds, more so than the last three times. Seriously, what was going on? He turned to Jiminy now, hardly feeling a connection to Harry, let alone knowing where he was or what was happening to himself, he Frodo Baggins. Hey, he could say his name now! Frodo asked the cricket, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"One last question," Jiminy said, readying himself for the final question. Only Frodo wasn't ready yet for the last question yet. He instead asked the cricket a question of his own.

"No! Tell me what's going on?" Frodo demanded.

"Frodo," Gandalf spoke up, also feeling more like himself. "Let the cricket speak."

"Are we ready?" Jiminy asked Frodo and Harry the final question, "I think we've got it, but one more question: when did your quest begin?"

"When I was fifty," Frodo spoke automatically.

"Throughout my childhood," Harry said, as if the question was obvious.

"Well, I've been dreaming about adventures, and then I have one." Frodo explained. "It was so perilous. I don't want to give up on adventures, but I didn't have any other choice by leaving Middle-earth to go on without me. I needed healing badly."

"I gave up on adventures after Voldemort was gone," Harry said at once. "I just wanted the simple life. Live like any other person. Be normal."

"You're not normal!" Frodo spat. "Well, I mean, if that's the life you want, but… you remind me of Sam. He wanted to go home and he got it and a fulfilled life. I didn't have that. I mean, the quest was complete, the Shire was saved, but it wasn't for me. I didn't have a choice in the matter. I had to do what was necessary to heal."

"My pain ended after I sacrificed myself. I got to live on, be the hero, but I'd rather choose a normal life," Harry said, calm but reassured.

Frodo grinned a small grin. "I guess I'll always be odd, but… I yearn to have that, a normal life… no. I'd rather have adventures. It's what I've dreamed about. It's what I need right now. I guess that's what makes us different, Harry. It's how it will always be. Our stories may be similar, but we're not." He turned to Jiminy and Gandalf, telling them, "That's how it is. AHHHHH! ARRGH! AHHH!"

BLAST! BLAST! BOOM! BLAST!

So many things happened at once. Frodo felt so weak. So many tears. Physically, he seemed all right, other than his maimed hand, which could have been something Jiminy could have asked about. But then Harry had his scar… well, that was a similarity and yet… well, there would be similarities and differences. That's what he knew about, and yet the tears continued to spread. He felt so much pain and suffering… then it was gone. He was at peace and… he could see Harry and Dumbledore now in the flesh. They were whole. Gandalf was whole. He checked his pale hand. It was also whole. He was whole now, and still with his wounds, but at least the stories were now saved.

With one exception. As the lands moved, a silver disc ship entered the story, landing on the green grass, allowing a smuggler and his furry Wookie friend to arrive. Frodo grinned as the black robed Jedi with the brown mullet hair entered the premises.

"What did we miss?" the Jedi asked.

"Perfect timing, as always," Frodo said, calmly, "Hullo Anakin Skywalker."

"Well, when the similar worlds started separating, so did the galaxy far, far away." Anakin said, calmly, "My home galaxy is restored. But I must say our journeys are similar."

"Yes, they are." Frodo said. "But you, Harry and I are quite different. Aren't we?"

"That is true," Anakin said, smiling. "It's good to see you're in one piece. I heard from the loudspeaker that you're in need of an adventure."

"I'm returning to my story," Harry said, serious. "I'm sorry I couldn't be of any more help, but my world needs me now."

"I understand," Frodo said, shaking his hand. "Good luck, Harry. I wish I could come and help you out."

"Don't you need healing?" Jiminy asked.

Frodo grinned. "If Eru Ilúvatar gives me the strength to go on another quest or two," he smiled, "or many, then I'll accept it. I'm not going without another adventure, but then my story is saved. Why not help you out? It'd give me something to do." He jerked forward. As he recovered, he looked at his hands. They were glowing in a bright light. The light disappeared, but a warmth resided inside his heart. It felt so peaceful. He felt peaceful. It was a good feeling.

"Well, if we're done reminiscing, let's go." Jiminy said, pointing to the ship. "Snow White needs us. Apparently, my story ended up caught in Snow White's realm. Pinocchio's in danger. We need to go help."

"Looks like you've got a quest after all," Harry said.

"I'll lead you to the story," Anakin said, but not with a warning to Frodo, "but I must tell you that now our stories are freed, we're allowed to help out the other stories."

"I'll join you soon enough, but only if I find out about the wizardry world being safe…" Harry said, only to be cut off by Frodo and Anakin.

"We know!" Frodo and Anakin said at the same time.

"It's all right. You can go," Anakin said, shooing Harry away.

"Good luck, mates," Ron Weasley, the ginger haired young wizard, waved.

Frodo waved back, unsure where his quest was taking him. All he knew was the second he entered the ship, he already felt a surge of nervousness. How was he to complete another quest? Sure, he asked for one. His wounds were healing. Well, why not, right? He reached the cockpit and sat down in one of the tall chairs. So this was it. He wasn't sure how he'd do.

"Maybe this quest will be better than my journey with the One Ring on hand," Frodo said, concerned.

"Or around your neck," Anakin added.

"Everyone ready?" the smuggler asked aloud.

"You know, you're quite good at yelling," Frodo said, wondering if he was heard.

"Punch it!" the smuggler told the Wookie. Frodo put the seatbelt on in time as the ship tore off out of the picture and right into the next story. The hobbit's eyes flew open. They made it. They were in the next story, which showed a castle, a forest and a village.

"See? What did I tell you?" Jiminy announced, peeved. "Pinocchio and Snow White's tales are completely meshed."

"Not quite," Frodo spoke up, regretting the action at once.

This has been a major mashup between The Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter. "Star Wars" just added to the similarities and the mashup as well.