Outside, in the rain-soaked city of Cointropolis. It’s raining. Of course, it is. Why wouldn’t it be raining? It’s raining. The atmosphere is dark and moody. Sentient foodians are walking around like they are human beings. Holding umbrels, chatting, eating food, doing random stuff. And…there lies Hotel Pizza. A rge building with the neon flickering lights. Sounds famous right?

  Well, it’s definitely not. Inside the Hotel we find Cheesy in his bedroom. He’s lying on the bed. Looking up at the light, with a grey goatee. He looks depressed.

  He lies there, holding his stomach. His eyes blinking slowly. He then sighs, ‘’Where did it all go wrong?’’

  He says as he turns around, clutching the pillow like it owes him money. He then sniffs.

  ‘’Maybe next time I won’t be another random high schooler with some ambitious but poorly executed ideas.’’

  He then closes his eyes shut.

  In his dream. Cheesy is in a dark fiery hellscape. Many mobs are there with pitchforks. Roaring.

  ‘’You don’t belong here! You don’t belong here! You never know your ideas. You are just weird and confusing!’’ They shout as they storm Cheesy. Who is shocked and in a panicked state. He starts running, cheese slipping from his foot.

  He then drops on the ground, panting heavily.

  ‘’What’s happening?’’ He asks, deeply confused. He then starts sitting cross legged, holding his eyes while tears drop.

  ‘’I’m in a hole I trapped myself in.’’ He continues sniffing and crying. Suddenly tires burst from other side. BOOOING.

  The mob emerges, holding a rge pitchfork.

  ‘’You are my dinner!’’ The mob shouts. He then holds the pitchfork and hits Cheesy with it while he screams.

  ‘’NOOOOOO!’’

  BAM!

  Cheesy wakes up. His heart beating fast in his chest. It rings in his ears. He clutches his chest, panting heavily. Tiffany slowly opens the door. It creaks open.

  ‘’Cheesy?’’ She asks, empathetic.

  ‘’Oh my God!’’ Cheesy shouts as he grabs the pillow and uses it as a shield. Tiffany just stares at Cheesy and then giggles. ‘’No, boss. I’m not here to hurt you.’’

  She walks softly and sits on the bed with Cheesy. Cheesy scoffs, ‘’I’m not your boss anymore. I’m just a useless, walking, talking, slice of junk.’’

  Tiffany pats him on the back. ‘’Hey, rex. You don’t need to worry about that’’

  ‘’Everyone does!’’ Cheesy shouts. ‘’My dreams have always been crushed by people. People who are right. Because why do I need to have them? They are useless. My headphones break, while my brother’s are fine. I get taken advantage of by the jocks, and nobody else doesn’t. I’m just here to suffer. I just wish.’’ He sighs. ‘’It wasn’t like this.’’

  Tiffany feels bad, looking at Cheesy. ‘’Hey, you will get through this. No. We will get through this…together.’’ She pulls out her hand, it glows with pink crystal energy.

  ‘’Deal?’’ She asks. Cheesy looks at the hand and rolls his eyes, ‘’That thing never works, Tiff. But hey, maybe for my brain to feel better, I guess.’’ He pulls out his hand which glows with yellow energy. They both do a handshake.

  ‘’Deal.’’ Cheesy says in a ft tone. BOOM! A rge yellow and pink shockwave bursts across the room. Tiff and Cheesy both share looks.

  ‘’Want some soda?’’ Tiff asks. ‘’I could take anything that replenishes my throat right now.’’ Cheesy says.

  In the hallways, Cheesy opens the vending machine. He then grabs a soda and pops it open. He drinks it and sighs in relief.

  ‘’God. That felt refreshing than expected.’’ He says, bewildered. Tiffany chuckles and sips some of hers. ‘’For you. Since you know…’’ She whispers, ‘’You don’t leave your room.’’ Cheesy ughs, mock offended. ‘’Oh, please. I do important things in that room. Like uh…pay my rent.’’ Tiffany giggles, ‘’Nope. You just py Minecraft all day. And have a poor reputation in the Grand Theft Auto modding community. And Mayor Sugarface pays your rent.’’

  ‘’Fine. He is my sugar daddy. And no, that was not a pun.’’ Cheesy says, his hand behind his chest. He sips more of his soda.

  Rita walks in the room. Arms crossed. ‘’Corn Fkes Boy says there is a meeting going on. I hope it’s not about where Sir Drunkalot went again.’’ Cheesy looks at Rita, ‘’Well, Rita. It would better if you were less of a cynic and more of a fun-loving girl.’’

  ‘’Aren’t you a cynic too?’’ Rita asks, bluntly. Cheesy stammers, ‘’Y-Y-Yeah. I’m an introvert at school though.’’

  ‘’Introverts are always the freakiest.’’ Rita says bitterly.

  Tiffany walks closer to Rita and taps her. ‘’Hey, Rita. Thanks for defending me against Sophie earlier. I hate her so much.’’

  Rita smirks, ‘’You know. I should take over your life sometime. And your underwear.’’

  Tiffany blushes, ‘’Rita!’’ She shouts.

  Rita ughs, popping a san of soda, ‘’You know there should be a life contract rule. Where there is sign. I own my life. Sign. Do you want this person to own your life? Yes. And then your life is owned.’’

  Tiff and Cheesy share confused looks. ‘That’s convoluted.’’ They both say in unison. Rita shouts, ‘’Well then you understood!’’

  Suddenly Corn Fkes Boy appears teleporting in the scene. White magic shining and fshing. Tiffany, Cheesy and Rita all yelp. Corn Fkes Boy smirks, twirling his cane.

  ‘’You know for a person who said they have an IQ like Stephen Hawking. I never expected that person to goof around with some dies.’’

  Cheesy looks around, ‘’I didn’t say that.’’ He says, confused. Corn Fkes Boy raises an eyebrow at Cheesy. ‘’No, really. I didn’t.’’ Cheesy says. Corn Fkes Boy raises his eyebrow again.

  ‘’Was that statement meant to elicit ughter or throw me off-guard. Because I swear everything here throws me off-guard.’’ He points to Sir Drunkalot. Who is at the counter, pying with a prop shotgun.

  ‘’Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang!’’ He shouts repeatedly as he keeps fake-shooting. Rolling over. Corn Fkes Boy teleports near Sir Drunkalot.

  ‘’Oh hey, General Corn Fkes ‘Got Downvoted at Reddit’ Boy!’’ Corn Fkes Boy’s eyes widen and he looks at Sir Drunk. ‘’The hell did you just call me?’’ He says ftly.

  Suddenly Cheeseburger appears, wearing gsses and holding a book. ‘’Well that was enough therapy for today.’’ He sighs in relief. Cheesy looks at Cheeseburger and walks towards him.

  ‘’Oh, hey, Cheeseburger! How are the profits?’’ He asks, smugly. Cheeseburger looks at Cheesy, serious. ‘’Low. As usual.’’

  Suddenly a bike drives around the room and Firesyer appears. He then jumps off the bike and it crashes into the wall.

  ‘’Once again. We pay 100K in damages. And Cheesy, that was your rent.’’ Cheesy gulps.

  Cheeseburger turns around one st time, ‘’And my birthday money. I’m turning 21 remember?’’

  Cheesy raises a thumbs up and a forced smile. Cheeseburger’s expression goes down and he walks away.

  ‘’Mom and Dad are gonna hate this.’’ Cheesy feels bad and looks down. He feels a deep sense of regret. He then turns to Corn Fkes Boy who is talking to Sir Drunkalot.

  ‘’But of course, I never exceled at math myself.’’ Corn Fkes Boy twirls his cane. ‘’And all the sudden I’m a billionaire who invests in absurd ventures. How shocking is that?’ Drunkalot just fake shoots the prop in the air. Cheesy runs to Corn Fkes Boy and asks, ‘’Shoot an ad. Make people come to this pce.’’ Corn Fkes Boy smirks and twirls his cane. ‘’With pleasure.’’ He says.

  Corn Fkes Boy turns to Firesyer. Who is wiping on the counter, ‘’Hey, Fi. Let’s shoot an ad!’’ Firesyer just looks at Corn Fkes Boy and ughs mockingly. ‘’You want me to shoot an ad with you? You? I have better things to do. Like shouting at people who confuse this pce for a damn Space Invaders convention!’’ He sms the counter with heavy anger. Fire bzing inside his knuckles.

  ‘’Oh, Firesyer.’’ Corn Fkes Boy looks at him and walks closer twirling his cane, ‘’I’ll buy food, I’ll let you rest, I’ll let you sck. While I do all the heavy lifting.’’ He then leans on the counter, his face looming over Firesyer’s. ‘’How does that sound?’’ Firesyer hesitates. He thinks. ‘Uh….’’

  He then responds, ‘’Really?’’

  Corn Fkes Boy is grinning, ‘’No. I lied!’’ He then snaps his fingers and POOF! They are both gone.

  Sir Drunkalot walks, holding his prop shotgun, fake banging around the hotel. ‘’Boy, I wish I was in the army.’’ He then sees a small purple orb. ‘’What’s this?’’ He mutters.

  He then touches it and a rge pink portal opens.

  ‘’Oh my God.’’ He says in excitement.