Whose Idea Was This?

AN: This is just a silly little one-shot that originated when my sister asked me what if Frodo dropped the ring down the side of a car seat.

Disclaimer: I do not claim to own Lord of the Rings, if I did I would be in heaven, and I'm pretty sure I'm not dead.

Frodo was bored and he could feel a cramp slowly working its way up his leg from where Pippin was sat on, "Pippin," he hissed, breaking the uncomfortable silence of the car, "You're sat on my foot!"

"Oh sorry," Pippin replied sheepishly. He tried to move but found he was too tightly wedged in to go anywhere, "Frodo, I think I'm stuck," he whispered, Frodo let out an annoyed sigh before it all became silent again. Frodo decided he didn't like cars, especially when there were nine people in one that was meant to seat five.

Boromir was having the same thoughts, "whose idea was this?" he grumbled under his breath, he had become increasingly annoyed with his travelling companions not that he had particularly got on with many of them from the start anyway. To make matters worse he had ended up stuck in the boot with all the luggage and Sam, who the fellowship had discovered got badly car sick, and was looking rather green again now.

"To answer your question Boromir, I do believe it was Lord Elrond who suggested this idea." Gandalf called from the passenger seat, "He believed that we might get to Mordor faster if we drove."

"I'm going to kill that elf!" Boromir swore.

"Actually you agreed to it as well, I would have preferred to walk personally." Legolas pointed out,

"So would we all elf" Gimli replied from where he was squashed next to him in the middle seat. Legolas shot him a glare, he was sick of the dwarf already and they'd only been gone a couple of days. He was feeling rather dejected after Aragorn had put dibs on driving claiming that he would be the better driver. "Yeah right." He whispered under his breath, barely audible.

"What's that, talking to yourself elf boy, you know they say it's the first sign of madness." Gimli said smirking slightly. Legolas clenched his fists and went back to staring out the window, at least he had that he reasoned. It wasn't good for his mood to be without fresh air.

"Gandalf, please can we stop, I'm hungry." Merry whined from his position at the elf's feet. Gandalf sighed for what seemed like the millionth time,

"What have I told you Meriadoc, we don't stop till nightfall, you only had lunch about an hour ago!" he said exasperatedly, this journey was really testing his patience.

"Yes, but were missing afternoon tea." Merry argued. Gandalf shook his head and went back to trying to direct Aragorn. Suddenly he hissed as his head connected with the car window as that blasted ranger swerved to avoid yet another tree. Said ranger cringed slightly as an annoyed Gimli told him to watch where he was going. He decided that this driving business wasn't as easy as it seemed.

"Umm guys." Frodo said nervously from his seat next to Gimli,

"What is it?" Aragorn said trying not to take his eyes away from looking where he was going, "has Sam been sick again?.

"Hey!" Sam exclaimed,

"No it's not that. I might have accidently kind of lost the ring..."

"WHAT!" Gandalf shouted making Aragorn jump and hit the brakes which resulted in the car coming to a sudden stop and making Aragorn hit his head on the windscreen.

He groaned as Frodo continued "...Down the side of the seat." Frodo shank back as Gandalf turned to glare at him,

"Right everybody out." He ordered.

Sam jumped out the car as fast as a speeding bullet and into the trees where he was promptly sick. He returned to find Aragorn, who was still holding his head, and Legolas trying to put the seat up so Frodo could retrieve the ring. This was going to be a long journey.