Before you ask... no, I do not have a clue what this is. I needed to update SOMETHING, and this was what popped into my head... I may come back and COMPLETELY rewrite it one day.

By the way, did anybody else see Eurovision? ('We've got a cake to bake, and got no clue at all~' LOVE THAT SONG SO MUCH.)

3. Light

The two were playing Go Fish when it happened. All of a sudden, the lights went out. Lili gave a small gasp of surprise, while Ivan merely raised his eyebrows.

"It's just a blackout," he said, reassuringly.

"Ja, I know."

"We should find a torch, or something."

"Do you have any candles? They work better."

Ivan thought for a moment. He didn't even have a torch- he never thought he'd need one. And he couldn't remember buying any candles… "Katyusha might have some," he said, standing up, and fumbling around in the dark. They were the sort of girly thing his older sister kept around. His sisters were out for the night, visiting friends. Ivan was glad of that… whenever Lili visited, Natalya gave her horrible death stares. If looks could kill… she'd have died a thousand deaths…

"I'll help you find them!" Lili called, hearing a small crash.

"Stupid table… um, it's okay."

Lili grabbed her phone, and ran over. Ivan stared at the device in her hand. Why didn't we think of that before? They entered Yekaterina's room, and found a cheap candle laying on her desk. "There are some matches in a drawer in the kitchen," Ivan said, picking up the candle. Lili headed to the kitchen, and found the matches with no trouble, thanks to the meagre light supply. They both walked slowly back to the small coffee table where they'd been playing their card games. Ivan set out the candle, so that they would be able to see at least a little bit, and Lili struck a match.

"There's only six matches," she told him, as she lit the wick, then blew out the match.

"Well, we won't need them all-" Ivan said, just as the candle blew out. He watched as Lili took out another match.

"Five," she said, lighting the candle, then blowing out the match. They continued their game for a few minutes, until the flame started dimming.

"No, no, no, no…" they both muttered, willing it to stay lit. But the candle didn't particularly feel like listening to them. The flame disappeared, and Ivan fell back in exasperation. (They were sitting on the floor, so he's just laying on his back.)

Lili took another match, and Ivan called out, "Four." Lili struck it against the side of the box, several times, but to no avail. She tossed it aside, and said, a slight smile on her face, "Three."

"This is why you don't buy cheap candles…"

"Or cheap matches," Lili said, striking the match, and lighting the candle.

"Do you want some food?" Ivan asked, sitting up again. "I think we have some chocolate-mint biscuits in the fridge."

"What about marshmallows? We could make mini-s'mores. That sounds nice. But so do the biscuits."

"I'll go check the kitchen." Ivan got up, grabbed the candle, and walked to the kitchen. "There's no marshmallows," he called out, and opened the fridge, to get the biscuits. The gust of cold air that had been trapped inside the powerless fridge put out the candle. Ivan was getting frustrated now, with the stupid candle not cooperating. Sighing, he grabbed the biscuits, and went back to the loungeroom.

Lili laughed when he complained about the candle, taking out another match. "Two." She lit the candle, and they both mentally scolded it. Lili found this whole situation hilarious- Ivan… not so much. He grabbed a biscuit, and picked up his cards. Lili did the same, a mischievous idea crossing her mind. A rare occurrence, really.

"Hmm… do you have…" Ivan asked, looking at his cards, trying to decide what to ask for. Before he could see, Lili leant forward and blew out the candle. He threw his cards to the floor, putting his head in his hands. "Why…?!" Lili burst out into laughter. He looked like he just wanted to give up- which was what he wanted to do. Either that, or strangle the stupid piece of wax. But that would do nothing. "Give me that matches, Lili," he muttered into his palms.

Lili looked from the blonde to the matchbox in her hand. "N-nein," she replied, trying to be serious.

"Give them to me, Lili." His voice was getting more demanding. Lili didn't know what she was thinking, but she threw the matches, over to the fluffy rug on the other side of the room.

"I can't," she replied, putting her hands in her lap.

"What do you mean?" Ivan asked, lowering his hands, and looking at the girl, who giggled softly.

"I can't give them to you, because they're over there," she said, pointing to the other side of the room. As Ivan got up to get them, Lili dove over the table, sending the cards flying everywhere, and the candle to the floor- breaking it in two. They raced to the small box, Lili reaching it first, because she was smaller and faster. Ivan tried to grab it out of her hands, but she wouldn't let go.

Ivan could get it- and probably break Lili's small hands, too- if he wanted to. But this was fun. (And why would he hurt his best friend?)

"This is pointless- the candle broke!" Lili exclaimed, tugging on the flimsy cardboard box.

"Then why don't you just let go~?" Ivan sang, pulling on it lightly. Lili tugged again, and the box flattened, sending the remaining match flying. They stared at the stick of wood, then back at each other. There was silence for a moment, until they started laughing.

...Maybe this should've been for 'Dark', but... whatever... candles give off light. And cheap candles don't always work, right? My mum always seems to buy expensive candles EVEN THOUGH MY SCHOOL SHOES HAVE A RIP IN THEM.

Ahem. Nevermind.

Thanks if you read this far... I'm sorry for being so slow, and once again, I don't know what this is, but I'm going to try harder for the next one. Just please know I'm going through a lot of personal stuff right now, and it's hard to concentrate.