I am... (Barry And Sebastian One-shots Part Two)

Flawless

"Thank you for volunteering," the nurse stated as she led the group towards the needed location.

"It is no worries, we enjoy being able to help," the leader of the group nodded.

"Well, we've got the patients from the kid's ward gathered in the hall," the nurse stated, "they are very excited."

"Then we best put on a show."

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The muttering and shouts of the children quietened as music filled the room, and six people walked into the room. Each with different coloured hair and two had other coloured horns.

I never claimed to be perfect; my
mistakes are all written in ink. None
of us claim to be perfect, and it's
sad is that's what you all think.
Our flaws have to make us special; they bond us and keep us strong! Our
flaws are what brought us together, so
stop acting like something's wrong.

The one in the group's centre, purple hair with a pink strip strode forwards as they sang. They were Twilight Sparkle.

We're Not Flawless; We're work in
progress. We've got dents, and we've
got quirks. But it's our flaws that
make us work! Yeah! We're not flawless; we're a work in progress. So tell
me what flaws you got too, Cos' I
still like what's flawed about you.

The rest of the group stepped forwards, singing in time with Twilight Sparkle.

They say I'm a big shot, that
my egos the size of a whale. My
confidence comes off as cocky. But
it gives me the courage to fail!

This time the singer had rainbow hair. They were Rainbow Dash.

Sure, I can be a drama queen.
A bit stuck up its true.

This singer shrugged, their purple hair jolting off their shoulder. They were Rarity.

And I can be too eager to please,
but there's a such thing as
being too honest too! Cos'!

The next one to sing moved forward, tipping their hat forwards. They were Applejack.

We're Not Flawless; We're work in
progress. We've got dents, and we've
got quirks. But it's our flaws that
make us work! Yeah! We're not flawless; we're a work in progress. So tell
me what flaws you got too, Cos' I
still like what's flawed about you.

They all walked forwards, singing in unity.

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Ponies Think I'm all
bubbles And laughter!
That I don't seem sincere!
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I might joke around a little too much!
But I'm just so happy you're here.

One had bright pink hair, standing forwards then the others as they sang. They were Pinkie Pie. But the others were not silent; they were singing in the background.

Oh-oh-oh-oh
It took me a while to be confident,
Oh-oh-oh-oh
To really come out of my shell.

This time, the one forwards of the others has a pastel pink hair. They were Fluttershy.

Oh-oh-oh-oh
But No pony has to be perfect.
Oh-oh-oh-oh
By now don't you know what's so well,
Because yeah!

The original singer, Twilight Sparkle, stepped forwards and began to sing again. The others were singing in the background.

We're Not Flawless; We're work in
progress. We've got dents, and we've
got quirks. But it's our flaws that
make us work! Yeah! We're not flawless; we're a work in progress. So tell
me what flaws you got too,
You got too
Cos' I still like
what's flawed about you.

Now they were all singing again. Pinkie Pie sang towards the echo.

With the song has come to a close, the children around the room cheered. The room slowly calmed as the group moved to approach the children, talking with them.

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"If you are not pressed, could you meet one last child?" The nurse asked as they walked through, "they wanted to see you but didn't want to show that they like the show. They think it makes them bad."

"Oh?"

"But he is fine when it is his room, says the others can not see," the nurse smiled, "I understand that you would be busy."

"Never to busy not to help out," Twilight Sparkle nodded.

"This way, please."

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"Thank you!" The child squealed, pushing himself up from his medical cot.

"No worries, we always help, don't we?"

"Sharing kindness!"

"Mm, always," Twilight Sparkle grinned.

"But... My parents say you are all not good for me... To feminine..." The child suddenly sullied.

Twilight looked at the others and, receiving nods, crouched down next to the boy. "Well, would you say it's too feminine for me?" The voice was distinctly male. Slowly, the wig was removed to show brown hair highlighting the green eyes, "if it is too feminine for you, it must be the same for me," Barry stated.

"No!" The boy took a moment to realise his mistake, "of course, it is not for you."

"Then it is not for you as well," Barry smiled as the rest crouched down behind him, "so smile!"

Slowly, the grin covered the child's face again.

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"Thank you."

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