A/N: Okay, so this is set several months after the events of Tremors Cont.
"Time to wake up chickpea." Said a voice, breaking through her blissful slumber. Barely awake, her mind recognized the voice as her Uncle Tyler. Living with him since the death of her parents had been quite an adventure, but being woken up by her uncle sucked. It was summer, she didn't have homeschooling right now so why couldn't she sleep in? Looking at the clock on her nightstand, she saw the time.
6:30 AM. 'You have got to be kidding me' the sarcastic part of her brain said.
"Mmph," she mumbled rolling over, burying herself under her covers and trying to go back to sleep. However that didn't work. The bed dipped as her Uncle Tyler sat down and pulled the covers off of her. Living in the desert made it chilly in the morning, so lack of covers was never good. She shivered before rolling over onto her back and glaring at the face directly above her. Through her half sleepy eyes, becoming more awake by the second, she saw her uncle's goofy grin. 'How in the heck can he be that awake this early?'
"Uncle Tyler," she whined, while pouting at him.
Ruffling her hair, he said, "Out of bed, chickpea." Tyler only moved when his niece was sitting up and pushing him to move so she could head to the bathroom while he went in the kitchen to make breakfast. The two of them were no longer living in the garage; there just hadn't been enough room for both of them in that space, so Twitchell had approved (reluctantly!) a singlewide two bedroom trailer to be attached to the garage, only a few weeks after Allison had moved in. As breakfast was cooking on the stove, it would seem yet another day in the Valley had begun.