A/N: Another drabble is here for all of you. I wasn't so sure about this one; I don't think it's as good as the first one, but I hope you enjoy it anyway. I'd like to thank my reviewers for the first drabble and I now introduce to you the second in a long line.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade, only the plot (which in part belongs to RedWheeler anyway because we chatted about this briefly so I figured I'd give her some credit).
The Things They Say
The steady beeps of the checkout counters were beginning to get on Mariam's nerves as she waited in line, leaning casually against her shopping cart. She ignored the whispers of the other patrons in her choice for this week's grocery shopping and turned to scan the covers of the magazines sitting on the rack to her right. One headline in particular caught her eye.
"How They Do It: Mariam Tate – Three kids and she still has the body of a goddess."
She smirked and picked up the magazine, carefully turning to the page of the article. All she caught were the last few words: "Max is the luckiest guy on Earth." With a grin, Mariam thought of Max at home with the kids, playing Twister. She didn't want to miss a minute of it.
Tossing the magazine back into her cart, she moved forward to check out.
A/N: Like I said, not as interesting as the first, but don't worry; there's more on the way. I've been focusing a lot on Mariam's side of the relationship, so for my next one, I think I'll give Max some attention.
The next chapter of Connect the Dots is being written in my spare snippets of time. Later in the weekend, I should be able to sit down and write, but we'll see how that goes.
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