A/N: I wrote this last night underneath a night light. XD I guess I figured if you liked the last one which was written the same way, this one wouldn't be half bad. If anyone reading this is reading 'Connect the Dots', (Macy) then I'm sorry for the wait; the next chapter is slowly being written, but at least I'm happy with it so far.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade.


That One Right-Side Up Thing

Mariam slammed the front door and raced up the stairs, taking them two at a time. She launched herself into her bedroom, threw her keys, jacket, and purse to the floor, and flung herself upside down onto the king-sized bed.

She lay there for a minute in an attempt to calm her drum roll heartbeat. Failing, she forgot her plight and kicked her feet violently against a pillow. Slightly more calm, she dropped her feet to the bed, buried her face in the comforter and groaned.

The director hadn't been happy with her today, not at all. Apparently, she'd portrayed her character totally wrong and ruined the whole rehearsal. He'd almost made her want to cry with his comments but he wasn't worth her tears.

Things weren't going well for Mariam lately. She hadn't been sleeping enough because of late-night shows and practices and her mornings were disrupted by sickness that she assumed was brought on by stress. Her director was upset with her constantly and she wasn't able to find time to just relax. She could tell Max was worried. She felt like her life was being turned upside down.

Soft footsteps tread into the room. The bed sank with a new weight as Max lay himself down behind his wife and pulled her into his embrace. She rolled around to face him and nuzzled her face into his chest.

Maybe things weren't so bad; she still had him – her only right-side up thing in her upside down world.


A/N: Does my magic night light work? I spent a fair amount of time with this one on dictionary(dot)com searching for the correct spellings of upside down and right-side up. I can never get the hyphens straight.

This is obviously a long drabble; a drabble is actually supposed to be 100 words even, but I'm never too bothered with making that work. XD I just think that I couldn't leave the impressions I may leave if I don't just let myself go ahead and write however many words I like. I'm stubborn and I like to do things my own way. XD Now that you've gotten a little insight into me:

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