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Couldn't help it, thought of the idea and then had to start writing it down. Here's the link to Chapter One of "Visit to a Weird 'Verse, Re-revisited." PG-13 for language. No sex scenes or odd pairings. Just general silliness. (What, you thought I'd write a serious one?)
Perrey dropped him off behind the hotel the morning of the convention. “Don’t let ‘em go to your head, Captain Tightpants,” she said, smiling and looking all beautiful.
“Me? Get a swelled head? I’m just the humblest, most modest god-like man you’ll ever meet,” Nathan said. “I’ll see you next week.” He gave her a kiss and hauled his bag out of the back seat. Before him rose the majestic Hilton Burbank Hotel, or at least the backside of it, which was still pretty damn majestic. It was also pretty damn cold, California or not, so he hustled towards the plain door marked “Service Entrance” to begin his weekend.
The door opened before he reached it to reveal a pudgy, middle-aged fan. Granted, that was probably stereotyping the poor guy, who was almost certainly one of the convention organizers, but he had the intense and slightly off-center expression that only comes from devoting your life to a fictional universe. “Mr. Fillion? You’re early, excellent, that’s excellent.”
Nathan took a deep breath and readied himself to be led around by other people for three days. Doing appearances at conventions was a rush, and a stressful hassle, and an incredible ego-boost, and conventions such as the Big Damn Flanvention were all that doubled and squared because instead of being about an entire genre like most conventions they were solely devoted to a single TV show and movie. The TV show was Firefly, and the movie was Serenity, and together they had been the greatest experiences of his acting career.
And many people agreed. Already he could see, past the big air conditioning machines, crowds streaming across the sidewalks towards the front of the hotel. Many of them wore long brown coats or fuzzy orange hats. Soon this hotel would be filled to overflowing with thousands of screaming fans of all ages who would all gladly commit several mortal sins just to get near his own actual body.
But that was fine, because Nathan knew a secret: He was at least as big a fan of Joss Whedon’s creation as anyone in there, and any praise sent his way he accepted as praise for the dream they shared. They weren’t the only ones to devote their lives to a fictional universe.
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Don't you dare until you read my FireflyUniverseHandbook* on the physics&sociology. Otherwise the stories are gonna end up as foobarred as StarTrek and StarWars.
* Available for the low low price of a Veyron: ie I'll start writing it after receiving VW's newBug.
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Chris, I am a fan of your writing. I never bother with fanfic, but I gave in this time because I love your online articles.
Those were awesome! I think you have ruined other fanfic for me because you set the bar so high. Seriously, I am not just blowing sunshine up your nether parts--that is good writing. I hope Nathan stumbles across it.
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