I do not own tremor's,or any character's
The day in perfection is Burt gone,the town was almost empty,except for Nancy,living in a new house,where she now ran the store. El blanco still tunneled under the town,but it seemed slower,as if he was also mourning the harsh reality.
Burt was dead,nothing would change that.
As Travis drove the Truck up the hill,he still mourned his father,Yet still,there was that flicker of hope he was still still question his father's sacrifice.
He walked into burt's house,the Huge amount's of MRE'S were in there,and on a table,was a letter,from Nancy,and it told him what to feed El blanco,how much, still could not understand that worm,and why they would treat it like a pet,even though as long as he was there,it seemed pacific,He would never completely trust the worm.
Later,Travis woke to the bell,time to feed that worm. he drove,El blanco was seeming moving slow,when Travis remembered,the worm had a small connection with Burt,and he thought,maybe El Blanco missed Burt. Travis pulled his truck up to a nice size rock,his seizmo went off,El blanco was approaching him,He threw the meat,it landed with a thud,and el blanco just popped up,and swallowed was surprised,he had never encountered a american graboid before,and it looked quite different from the one's he had encountered.
As he drove back,he wondered how long peace could last?
Just outside perfection
The van crashed,exploded,and the cargo came out,it was several graboid's,heading toward perfection!