A/N: On we go to Florida. Yay for Florida!! Beach, Disney World (or Land?) Ice Cream and whatever else they have down there!

Chapter Twenty-Five: On the Road Again!

The Group pulls into a gas station somewhere in Massachusetts. Everyone gets out of their car. And Pippin whispers something to Kay, who shakes her head and laughs.

Mary literally falls out of her car and lands sitting on the pavement. Faramir is sleeping and opens the door, falling out not too gracefully onto the pavement.

Everyone in Denethor's SUV jump out and maul the bathrooms. Literally.

Mary runs inside and buys tea, chocolate, and anything else that might contain caffeine.

Frodo's van pulls up, everyone looking cheery except Elrond.

Suddenly, Pippin and Kay jump into Mary's Vette, and lock the doors. Faramir is suddenly awake and screams bloody murder, getting looks from everyone else in the gas station and sending Mary out of the shop, her hands loaded with caffeine in many forms.

"What?" She asks.

"Them!!!" Faramir says, indicating her car.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" She wails, looking at Pippin, who cackles and Kay, who shrugs.

"Damn it, now we have to ride with your dad." Mary says.

So now Mary and Faramir are riding with Boromir, Breck, Sam, Tulip, Orliey, and Denethor (and anyone else in that car...).

Frodo's van stays the same, although Elrond wants out.

Pippin and Kay are now in control of Mary's Vette, and Mary is having a mental breakdown.

Galadriel and Haldir are too busy making out to notice that they're the last ones out of the lot.

Aragorn and Arwen are yelling at each other like there's no tomorrow.

And the drive continues.

In Denethor's SUV...

"Hey! Can't you slow down? I want to live!!!" Mary yells, gripping her seat tightly.

"That's nice, coming from Miss Eighty-In-A-Twenty-Limit-Zone." Denethor snaps.

"Yeah, well at least I have control of my car!" Mary yells, watching as Denethor swerves into the other lanes.

"Hey, dad, maybe you should slow down..." Boromir says.

"Yeah, coming from Mr. Street Racer..."

"Oh, shut up, dad, your sarcasm is stupid."

Denethor promptly shuts up.

"Ok, let's play a game!" Orliey says.

"Er...how bout the game 'How d'you want to die?'" Mary suggests.

"How's that played?"

"I dunno, I made it up." She says.

"Ok, how bout I spy?"

"Ok, let me start! I spy someone who's a bit of a pyromaniac and likes to burn his sons alive!" Mary says.

"Hey, is that me?" Denethor asks.

Meanwhile, in Frodo's Van...

"I love my new black dress, Frodo! I never knew silk dyed so well!" Tina says.

"You're welcome, Tina! I love you!"

"Ah, can't we sing a song?" Eomer asks.

"This might be the death of me so everyone come follow me..."

"NO!!!!!" Elrond screams.

"Da na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na!" someone hums the famous last line of 'Without Me'.

"NO! STOP THE RAP!!!"

"Sorry, Mr. Anti-Rap."

"Damn Straight."

"Ok, anyway, let's listen to this..."

And Hillary Duff fills the car.

Meanwhile, with Pippin...

"HA!! We got her car! We got her car!" Kay and Pippin sing, bouncing around and ruining the leather interior.

"SHIT!! Spilled my pop..." Pippin says.

"Aw, Mary's gonna kill us..."

"So?" Pippin asks.

With Galadriel and Haldir...

"Hey, I wonder if this hotel place is nice...."

"Yeah...maybe they've got some fine dining!"

"Oh, Haldir, you're so romantic!!"

"I know."

Meanwhile, with Aragorn and Arwen...

"I DO NOT DRIVE LIKE A GRANDMA!!!" Arwen screams. She is going about 15 MPH in a 70 MPH zone.

"YO DO SO!! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!!"

"AT LEAST I'M SAFE!!! YOU NEARLY GOT US IN AN ACCIDENT!!!" Arwen yells back.

"DID NOT!!"

"DID SO!!!!!"

"DID NOT!!!"

"DID SO!!!"

And after some more pointless yelling and crap, a slight modification was at hand.

"Hey, maybe we should stop fighting."

"WHAT? Aragorn, are you ill?"

"No...I just think that since we're together for all eternity, we should stop."

"But you're mortal! You have to die soon!"

"Oh, counting down the days till my death, huh?"

"NO!"

"I always knew you like that Celeborn fellow."

"WHAT? Aragorn, he's my GRANDFATHER!!"

"So? And you're my stepsister. Weirder things have happened!"

"Like?"

"That guy that married his thirteen year old cousin?"

"WHAT?"

"Arwen, I'm not kidding. And what about...gawd, what's his face..."

"Thinking block?"

"Hey, it's serious."

Aragorn goes on to pondering about whoever his face is, until finally...

"AHA! All those Kings of Egypt, they all married their SISTERS! Ok? HALF SISTER is NOTHING!"

"Aragorn, how on earth did Egypt get into this?"

"Well, ancient Egypt at least..."

"So? Aragorn, even if you'd die, I'd be cast into an eternal realm of sorrow."

"Yeah, that or cast into another man's arms." Aragorn replies sarcastically.

And so they continue on, the hopes of reaching Florida in three chapters looming on their brains.

"What's a chapter?"

"Shut UP Denethor."

A/N: Ok, review, puh-lease! School is getting me down, it just is. Oh, well. Look! Cookies! AHAHA!! SUGAR!! Er, see, whenever I have school, I get sugar high...I suppose. Now, class, let's review this brilliant piece of work.