To Turn on a Light

Rarity Sewed. It was dull. The soldiers uniforms stacked up behind her ready to be worn. But that's just the thing about uniforms, Rarity thought as she absentmindedly moved her hooves, they're so... uniform. She sighed as she held up the finished uniform and snipped the loose threads. She used her magic to levitate it as she turned around to add it to the pile. She stopped, uniform floating beside her. Standing in the doorway a few feet from her was a tan earth pony with a blue mane.

"The delivery isn't due, and it's hardly going to be ready, until next week," Rarity said as she folded and placed the finished uniform on the pile with her magic. She started preparing the next uniform.

"What delivery?" The pony asked.

"You mean your not the delivery pony?" Rarity looked up from her work. She was hardly used to getting visitors aside from the bumbling gray pegasus courier who always came to take her uniforms away to the soldiers. She had just assumed this visitor was a new mailpony. It wouldn't be the first time somepony had come on the wrong date.

"I came looking for a job." The pony looked sheepish. "I can sew, and I really wanna help with the war effort."

"A job?" The last thing I need is some random pony getting in my way. Rarity thought. "I really don't have time to train any new employees, and I barely have enough money to provide for myself, let alone pay somepony else."
"Oh," the pony looked disappointed, "That's fine, I'll just be going then." She started to walk away.

Rarity bit her lip. I really am starting to fall a little behind on this order though, and it would be nice to have some company in this dull place. She thought.

"Wait." Rarity called out, "What's your name?" The pony stopped and turned around.

"Coco Pommel" the pony replied.

"Well Coco Pommel, there's an extra sewing machine in the back if you want to help me with this order." Rarity said.

Coco smiled, then ran to the back to get the machine. She returned with it on her back and set it up as Rarity watched. Rarity then gave some quick instructions until Coco new what she was doing and they both went to work.

Rarity sewed. It was pleasant. She glanced down at her 3 gem cutie mark, and though she couldn't very well put gems into soldiers uniforms, she still felt that it meant something to her.

Helping somepony learn shines much brighter than being alone.