Chez Stanton - Shenanigans

[Sara Stanton]

"Come on then." she smiles and heads for the lighthouse door.

[Will Stanton]

Will, hesitantly, followed, entering the lighthouse for the first time.

[Narrator]

The place was about as clean as one might expect. Various rooms were in the process of being moved into, in particular ones that seemed to be decorated to the tastes of Professor Weaver and Miss Valentine. One door remained closed though, and given Will's knowledge he likely knew what it originally was.

[Will Stanton]

"I dunno, it doesn't feel right."

[Sara Stanton]

"Okay you decorated campus in Christmas lights with him. He married us! I'm sure he'd be fine with this."

[Will Stanton]

"No, no, the whole place. This stuff being in these rooms..."

[Sara Stanton]

"Just because Excalibur used this place once?"

[Will Stanton]

"You make it sound so inessential."

[Sara Stanton]

"It's not, but didn't Captain Britain use to live in the manor? I'm not saying it's insignificant, but it's not hallowed ground or anything."

[Will Stanton]

"Captain Britain owned the manor. It was his house."

[Sara Stanton]

"Exactly."

[Will Stanton]

"Alright, what have you done?"

[Sara Stanton]

"I haven't done anything. I haven't even been in there."

[Will Stanton]

"Then why'd you tell me to come here?" he asked, opening the door to Nightcrawler's room.

[Sara Stanton]

"Professor Weaver asked me to, actually."

[Narrator]

The room seemed like time had forgotten it. That isn't to say that it was dusty, as it was far from it. It had a well-worn, lived-in look to it. A desk sat near a window. On the desk was a calendar planner on its blotter board, with several handwritten notations on various dates, in German. A rolodex was nearby, as well as a rotary phone in surprisingly good condition. Hung on the wall above it was a fencing foil with a scarf draped over it. On another wall, a slightly tattered poster was framed against further deterioration.

There was a wastebasket. It appeared used, a few wads of paper crumpled up in it.

[Will Stanton]

Will looked in, without crossing the threshhold, and nodded.

[Sara Stanton]

"Go on, step inside." she smiles.

[Will Stanton]

"I dunno...probably best if I don't, you know? He may come back."

[Narrator]

The blotter calendar was from 1992.

[Sara Stanton]

"Pretty sure he doesn't even know we rebuilt this place." she says, looking around and seeming a little confused as to why there are things in this room.

"Professor Weaver didn't say they actually put things in here..."

[Will Stanton]

"I was gonna contact her about stuff for the lighthouse, but for some reason, I never got the nerve."

[Sara Stanton]

"Well she said the room is yours to use however you want, whether that's as an office or not at all."

[Will Stanton]

"I couldn't. I...couldn't, possibly.

Besides, don't they have some magic hoodoo to do in here? Sacrificing chickens or whatnot?"

[Sara Stanton]

"I don't know what they do, but I'm pretty sure it doesn't involve any sacrifices."

[Will Stanton]

"Some kind of hoodoo, is what it is."

[Sara Stanton]

"Well you don't have to use it. It is bigger than your current one."

[Will Stanton]

"It's not mine, it's HIS." Will insisted. "I just can't, that's all..."

[Sara Stanton]

"Hey I'm not here to convince you. If you just want to keep this as it is I totally understand."

[Will Stanton]

"Yeah, I think...I think I'd better go."

[Sara Stanton]

"Okay... Sorry for luring you here..."

[Will Stanton]

"It's....it's alright," he said, flashing a smile his eyes didn't quite match. "It was fun. Except for when I nearly became squirrel food.

I still need to get you back for that."

[Sara Stanton]

"Uh-oh." she chuckles. "Please don't feed me to the squirrels."

[Will Stanton]

"Where on Earth would I find a squirrel big enough?" he said, heading back towards the exit to the lighthouse.

[Sara Stanton]

"If you jump out of the closet as a giant squirrel I'm punching you." she chuckles.

[Will Stanton]

"Yeah, I'm fairly sure you're not a fan of me showing up as random animals.

You were all baaa-a-a-a-a humbug."

[Sara Stanton]

"That was different."

[Will Stanton]

"Suuuuuure it was."