With the Light, comes the Dark

Marr was working in the new Cafe that had opened in the town of Ponyville, despite his cutie mark being one for a talent of Music. He had just finished taking a stallion's order before he saw a sad looking filly sitting off in a corner, seeming to be crying. Marr went back to the counter to get the stallion's food, setting it in front of him before walking to the filly, looking at her.

"Whats wrong, little one?" he had asked, kneeling down to look at the crying little anthro filly, setting a cup of milk in front of her.

"I... I just.. need something to eat," she sobbed as she grabbed the glass, "my daddy.. lost his job.."

"Well I think we can give you something, miss" Marr said, smiling as he set a menu down in front of her, patting her head as he got a notepad out.

"I.. don't have money though..." she sniffled, rubbing her eye with her sleeve.

"Did I ask if you had money, dear?" Marr softly told her, before taking her order for some eggs and toast, walking back to get her some, setting them down in front of her, putting 150 bits in the table with her, smiling as he went back to do his job.

The day went on for a while, and a few hours later, when Marr was closing up the little filly from earlier was waiting outside, her father with her, watching as Marr walked out.

"Sir, why did you give my daughter money?" the man said, staring at the gray pegasus.

"Well, she told me her father lost his job and she couldn't afford to eat. So I gave her something to eat on me and give her my last couple tips because I know what it is like to not be able to eat very well, and I couldn't just let someone so young experience that if I could help her. I would have given her more if I had it, but tips aren't very good to me since I'm not a female." Marr said, looking at the stallion who stood before him.

"I don't accept charity and neither will my daughter." the man said, grabbing his daughter's bits and extending his hand, to which Marr shook his head.

"With all do respect, I wont let you give that back to me, Sir." Marr said, before turning to walk away, heading home for the day to relax.

That night, Marr began to talk to himself about that day "Why was that man so against letting his daughter eat? How was his pride that strong, it's not like he has a reputation to uphold..." He decided to stop thinking about it before laying down in his bed, drifting off into sleep, as he had to get up early the next day to go to work...