In Dynamite! (Part 2) (Fiction Story) we left off right when Meep was back home. So, he’ll enter the house now. When he entered the house, he immediately saw that the ‘lousy neighbor’ was in there. He remembered about the dynamites in the ‘Cat Nest’ and went to get them.

He got a bucket and filled it with those dynamites. Quickly and swiftly, he dashed into the house and placed the dynamites at the lousy neighbor’s feet.

He took his matches out of his pocket, and lit them, the neighbor jump in surprise, but it was already too late. The little dynamites exploded in five seconds. Five… Four… Three… Two… One… BOOM! BANG! BOOM! BOOM! BANG!

Once he woke up, his house was in ruins. Meep was unmeasurably ANGRY. Now, he had to rebuild his house from scratch. He immediately got up and took his wallet out of his pocket.

He took some deep breaths and started walking back to the building store. He took tons of deep breaths. When he was there, he easily paid for everything he needed. And went back home.

This time, he wanted some different styles. He bought some

That’s all he needs. He thought. (He’s forgetting to buy cat food again.)

He walked back home. But a quarter way home, he saw the grocery shop. And he came back there. This time, there was an angry person at the counter.

So, he snuck in and grabbed a couple boxes of cat food, along with a white, marble bowl.

He snuck back outside. He couldn’t believe his luck! He got cat food and a bowl for free!

Once he was back home, he quickly started building. “Hmm,” he said to himself, he wanted some trucks to help. So, he borrowed a truck for a thousand dollars, and started building the house.

When he was done, it looked amazing. The outside was really Light Brown paint. The inside is painted with Teal and windows on every side! He started designing the house. It was a T looking house from the top. It was really spacious.

Once he was done, he was hungry, of course. So, he returned the truck, poured himself some good cat food into his bowl, and started eating. Suddenly, he was thirsty. “WHY DIDN’T I EVER REMEMBER TO DRINK WATER?” It had been 3 days now, and he didn’t get water, so he went to the nearby stream, and helped himself to some fresh, cold water. Oops! He fell into the water! The stream was bringing him away!

TO BE CONTINUED IN Dynamite! (Part 4) (Fiction Story)

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