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Look, I love fandoms. Deeply. Passionately. But sometimes? They absolutely lose the plot - and that's when I start screaming into the void, "Where is the goose that would fix it?!"
Let's take Doctor Who for example. You're telling me the Doctor keeps picking humans as companions when an emotionally unstable parrot with a vendetta against Cybermen would clearly do a better job? At least Polly would squawk the truth, even if it cracked the space-time continuum.
Star Wars? Don't get me started. Somehow Palpatine returned? Oh please. If a sassy raccoon in a flight suit had been involved, they would've sniffed out that nonsense three movies ago.
Over in Lord of the Rings, you know who would've dropped the ring in Mount Doom immediately? A golden retriever. He wouldn't hesitate. He wouldn't monologue. He'd just do it - and then roll in the lava for fun.
Harry Potter? The Ministry of Magic collapsed because no one thought to consult a council of wise old owls. Classic mistake.
In Batman, Bruce really needed a support pig. One that squeals every time he tries to go full broody billionaire at 3 AM.
And the MCU? The multiverse of madness would've been far less maddening if a clumsy otter was running quality control. Just saying.
Finally, Discworld. Honestly, it already has a talking orangutan librarian. But every Discworld book would be even better if a cranky duck ran the postal service. You can't convince me otherwise.
So yeah, I firmly believe animals crashing our favorite fandoms wouldn't just make them better - they'd make them make sense with nonsense. And way, way funnier.