Boredom

It had started simply enough, Lyra was made to babysit Lupa and Lacy. It had then become troublesome, once the power died and the three half-sisters were plunged into darkness. However, it became unbearable once Lupa began to pronounce her boredom. "When, the darkness of night pours down like soot and clings to any simple breath; invading the blood and permitting a heavy black fog to fester within the mind. In doing so, strips all thought bare and paints the memory black. When the bones of earth ensnares us, curling a cage and calling a prison around our tender soul and, in languishing in that prison, the heart falls to sickness and weakness until it too fails and our blue veins turns blacker than the poisonous night. And when the body fails, the mind is choked and the soul imprisoned, languid dread reaches down and drives a banner into my bowed head." Lupa didn't move when she finished speaking, Lacy half-hoped that her words were a final exhale.

Lyra, who had been waiting patiently, didn't seem to be bothered in the slightest. In fact, she spoke to Lacy as if she had been ignoring Lupa's words. "Fancy a game, Lacy?" Lyra said, piquing the interest of Lacy's bored mind.
"What kind of game?" She asked, bouncing to her feet with excess energy. Lyra, though not nearly as energised, also rose to her feet. "See this?" Lyra held up something shiny, but only a glimmer could be seen in the dark. "You touch this in five seconds, then you get to keep it." Lyra stated. Lacy loudly exclaimed her excitement and so Lyra held the prize high into the air and yelled. "Go!" Lacy bounded forward and pounced on Lyra, reaching for the treasure. Lyra simply waited patiently, using her height against Lacy, and then, at the last second, threw it. Lacy, now fully invested, launched herself after her prize. She managed to grab it, in the darkness and in mid-air no less, but gravity took effect and Lacy landed on top of Lupa. Who yelped in shock.

Lacy rolled off of Lupa, falling to the floor, and clutching what she had caught. Only to whimper, when she realised that she was holding one of Lemy's guitar picks. Meanwhile, Lupa shot up from the couch and was immediately shouting at Lyra. "What the hell was that for? You could have hurt me!" Lyra's response was immediate.
"Well, look at it this way, you were bored; but now you're angry. Isn't that better?" She grinned at Lupa, as Lupa boiled over.
"You think you're so funny, don't you?" Lupa forced through gritted teeth.
"Funny? No. I think I'm patient." As Lyra spoke, she laid a hand atop Lupa's head. "A patience that was practised, not given. So, if you want to beat boredom, start practising." Lupa griped, but went back to the couch and sat with her arms folded. Lacy joined her, picking her teeth with Lemy's guitar pick.