Hotcheeto Stories

Black tar herione

From enemy's to lovers, Max is an ordinary boy with a normal life up until this happens...

this may or may not be a cry for help,,

This story is proudly dedicated to my sister, Raychel-an 11-year-old Canadian legend with the confidence of a superhero and the snack choices of a true Hot Cheeto Girl. Raychel has a lot of friends. Like... a suspicious amount. Some days they're nice, some days they're mean, and some days they act like NPCs who forgot their dialogue. But Raychel survives it all with unmatched bravery, sarcasm, and a bag of Hot Cheetos permanently within arm's reach. She is currently locked in an epic battle with pimples, which appear out of nowhere like surprise villains and refuse to leave even when politely asked. And while she's still searching for her waist (last seen... maybe never?), she remains unstoppable, strutting through life in oversized hoodies and pure chaotic energy. Fueled by spicy snacks, friendship drama, and Canadian weather, Raychel is just trying to live her best life-one mirror argument, one Hot Cheeto, and one "WHY is my face like this??" moment at a time.

I hate myself. Me and my friend wrote this. We have no regrets.

Alice the main character turns 54 years old today, she celebrates her birthday party alone until she hears her doorbell ring. Who could it be?