Yes, I know. I'm not the person who writes fanfiction. Those of you that have known me longer than 2 years should be laughing your ***** off right about now. However, this tale is not about characters in some movie or book. This is a 'what if' piece of speculative fiction that I wrote out of total boredom and for a few kicks along the way last September (2000). The August before, I had joined a mailing list that proved to be enjoyable, sometimes trying, and all together 'non-stop' action. On this list I met some of the greatest people from all walks of life. A lot of us had very little in common, but that's what made it so much more enjoyable...Being a part of a new community. This community was built for fans of Hugh Jackman. I wrote this story for this mailing list. It's a story about how it could go down meeting Mr. Jackman. It kinda started as a joke. The whole idea of 'what ifs'. There was a discussion on the list regarding a 'behind-the-scenes' shot of Hugh portraying Wolverine in the hit movie "X-Men" last year. In this shot Hugh's doing a fight scene with Rebecca (Mystique) and he ends up bumping his head on the camera. At first the discussion was about how into his role Hugh gets while he's portraying a character. Of course, being mostly women on the list, the conversation quickly turned to how a fan on the list would 'pamper' Hugh after this happened. This was the e-mail in question...
***Can you imagine the attention he
would have gotten if it were one of us fans??***
It would go something like this:
Fan:"Oh Hugh. Are you OK?"
Hugh:"No worries, mate,"
Fan:" Oh no, it looks like you're gonna get a bump."
Hugh:" No really. I'm fine. You don't need to do that..."
Fan: "Oh Hugh."
Hugh: "No, I'm fine. Really."
Fan: "Oh Hugh."
Hugh: "Look, you're gonna mess up my nifty Wolverine hairstyle if you keep
running your fingers through..."
Fan: "Oh Hugh."
Hugh: "And...Look, there's nothing wrong with my chest. You can stop
caressing it..."
Fan: "Oh Hugh."
Hugh: "My uniform doesn't need to be unzi..."
Fan: "Oh Hugh."
Hugh: "Really, I don't need to lay down."
Brian Singer: "SECURITY!!!"
Later, in this same thread Deb, Hugh's wife, was mentioned. And here's THAT e-mail referring to the 'what if' and Deb's reaction to it...
*** Let's just pray Deb is no where to be found during
this.
***
What? Are you nuts? Do you think I'd put Deb in this story? *Hahaha*
Well, it turns out that I DID put Deb into the story of "A Night Like Any Other Night (Almost)" and she ended up playing quite an endearing part in it, I might add. Not only did I put Deb into this story, I shamelessly threw my own children into it as well, casting them as little Wolvie and little Cyclops. Of course, Hugh Jackman is in the story as well as a cameo by Dean Cain (Superman). The main key, however, is 'YOU'. You are the main character in this story. It is written in script format just like the above e-mail. It is meant to be funny and for entertainment purposes only. I'm finally putting this story on my site as a 'rememberance' to a fun moment in the mailing list's history. I never finished this story. Yes, it leaves you hanging. Guess what? I will most probably NEVER finish this story. Since it's birth, I have met Hugh Jackman on a few occasions. The first time was about a few weeks after I wrote the last part you'll see here. I met him on the set of "Swordfish" while it was filming in Ventura. I was on the set for three weeks (Yes, I have no life). Needless to say, it was kinda difficult to write a 'what if' story after I'd already met the man. Also, since writing this story for the mailing list, I have become listmum for it. I took over ownership in late February of this year. The adventures continue, of course. Since becoming ListMum, I have had a few new adventures. I have spoken to rather, eh, 'interesting' people on the phone regarding Hugh. I have flown to New York to meet a few members on my mailing list *Waves to John and Casey* and to also bug the hell out of Hugh for a few days (Since I was already in the neighborhood, what the hell) on the set of "Kate and Leopold", as well as gone to the New York "Swordfish" premiere (Yes, I stick with 'em from beginning to end, it seems). This story serves as a momento. A time of just being a fan and having some fun with a few friends. Of course, I'm still a fan and I still have fun with friends (all 500 of them), but, I've learned quite a few new things about life, about Hugh, and about the responsibility one has mumming (Is this a word?) a fan list. At any rate, there's the reason behind the story and, also, the reason I'm putting it up now. I hope you enjoy it as much as the Hugh_Jackman mailing list has. I know I had a blast writing it. Until we meet again. Take care and God bless.