It’s inevitable, really.
The instant you mention you like My Little Pony, you get asked “Who’s your favourite?”
Isn’t it okay to love them all?
I don’t choose favourites. The things I love, I love equally as much. Love is a fountain that never diminishes, to me. It should be shared as such.
Which is why my imaginary harem contains a shapeshifter, a giant purple talking crab thing, and three different versions of the same fuzzy blue dude with a tail. Oh, and the Lou Ferigno(?) version of the Hulk.
Yeah. I embrace weird. Deal with it.
[For those of you actually interested in such things, that’s Odo from DS9, Pilot from Farscape and the comic, movie and Evo versions of Nightcrawler]
It was the same with the Muppets. Though I had a definite affection for both Kermit and Gonzo, I loved all of them for different reasons.
And now it’s the same for the ponies in My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.
I don’t have a favourite. I love them all.
I even want some redemption episodes for Gilda and Trixie.
Hell, I’m writing a fic in which the Cutie Mark Crusaders finally discover their talents. With the help of an OC I’ve carried over from a previous fandom.
I embrace weird like all the things I love. With equal fondness.
So, please. Stop asking me which one is best?