>>4219992"Um...hmm...man this is a tough question..."
"Well...um, you don't have to answer if you want to, Anon."
"No, no. It's just...they're all so good."
>The two of you are driving into town from the shelter. You've fed and locked down all the animals for the night, and despite how early you'd gotten there, it had taken a bit longer than you'd planned.>Fluttershy always takes a long time to say goodbye to her friends.>Now you're speeding along, the windows down, the evening wind whipping through your truck, the radio playing some soft rock that Fluttershy can stand."I'm gonna have to say...the Hulk. He's my favorite."
>Fluttershy shivers, and it's not because of the wind.>You smirk and give her a sidelong look."What? Guy reminds me of me...or who I used to be, I'd rather think."
"He's still awful scary. Bruce Banner is such a sweetie, but the Hulk..."
>She shivers again, her feathers poofing out in an attempt to make herself appear bigger."All right, little miss nosey. Tell me, who's your favorite?"
>She blushes, turning her head away and smiling."You're...you're going to laugh."
>You roll your eyes."Come on, you already know I'm going to laugh. Just tell me so we can get it over with already."
>She closes her eyes tight."ᴬᵍᵉᶰᵗ ᶜᵒᵘᶫˢᵒᶰ"
"Come again?"
"Um...Agent Coulson"
>You don't laugh, but you do raise an inquisitive brow."Um...he's just so brave, and yet he's so weak compared to all the others."
>She smiles softly."Kind of like me...well, sometimes..."
