Chapter Eight of Twitter Asgore - Now what

Twitter Asgore sat in his Twitter chair made up of Twitter symbols that were brighter when compared to his Twitter home.
Twitter Asgore stared at his Twitter computer, also made up of Twitter symbols.
His walls, to the floor, to the ceiling, even his roof up of his more potent Twitter symbols; Twitter Asgore looked around, "maybe I didn't build it correctly?"
Twitter Asgore asked himself out loud before getting up from his Twitter chair and extending his Twitter walls outwards, nothing. 
Twitter Asgore extended his ceiling, nothing.
Twitter Asgore created Twitter symbols to fill his ceiling as they formed decorations around the top. Twitter Asgore even added a Twitter chandelier made up of Twitter symbols, yet, nothing.
Twitter Asgore gave an angered before he shrunk his Twitter room as Twitter symbols disappearing before they could even hit the floor. 
Nothing, still nothing.
Twitter Asgore gave a confused sigh before plopping back into his Twitter chair, leaning his head on his arm before looking back at his Twitter computer.
He saw the Twitter news and Twitter people Twitter; Twitter Asgore posted possible Spaghetti Brother and Possible Ketchup Brother nudes on Twitter, yet, nothing.
He Tweeted on Twitter, nothing.
He Tweeted faster on Twitter, nothing.
Twitter Asgore sent millions of Tweets, nothing. Twitter Asgore's keyboard started shaking as his Tweeting went from a million to a billion as he flooded Twitter with his Tweets, but the void in his chest remained.
Eventually, Twitter Asgore, with his rage boiling up, threw a Twitter slice.
It cracked through his Twitter keyboard, then the Twitter table, then the Twitter floor to the ground.
Twitter Asgore shook his hand, "Guess I got stronger." 
Twitter Asgore remembered back to his rage towards the Possible Spaghetti Brother and Possible Ketchup Brother, "Guess that empowered me."
Twitter Asgore said to himself out loud before snapping out his imagining and looked towards his Twitter door; perhaps a stroll will give him answers?
Twitter symbols filled the Twitter floor with Twitter symbols before it went to the Twitter floor, then the Twitter keyboard. Before Twitter Asgore could look back, his Twitter home was Twitter repaired.
Twitter Asgore open his Twitter door, stepping over the other beings' corpse and heading down the Twitter stairs, then to the exit of his Twitter home.
He pushed it, it bugged, so he pushed harder, it slightly moved, Twitter Asgore tried harder once more before it entirely moved. 
Twitter Asgore looked behind the Twitter Asgore. He saw the other beings by the door, asleep, before closing the Twitter door behind him and locking it.
Twitter Asgore gave a deep breath to smell the Twitter air, nothing.
It was still nothing, "Ok, I haven't walked yet; maybe that will help."
Twitter Asgore said out loud to himself as he continued to walk down the Twitter alleyway filled with Twitter people; they gave a wave. Twitter Asgore ignored them, still, nothing.
He looked around to see the other beings. 
One was staring at a wall. 
Twitter Asgore looked upwards.
Two were flying.
Twitter Asgore looked forward. 
One was turning himself into a skeleton?
Despite this, the void was still there.
"Guess you guys have nothing better to do then."
Twitter Asgore said to himself out loud; Twitter Asgore gave a slight frown when he still felt that void in himself after he said that.
Twitter Asgore started to jog as he pushed Twitter people out of the way, even the other beings, when he encountered them, still, nothing.
Twitter Asgore jumped a foot in the air, nothing, so he jumped five feet, nothing, he jumped higher than than the Twitter homes, still, nothing.
Twitter Asgore landed on the ground before he looked up and gave an angry look to himself, "What the hell is wrong with me!"
Twitter Asgore yelled out loud to himself.
A buzz filled his Twitter pants; Twitter Asgore looked around, brought his Twitter phone out of his Twitter pants, and looked at his Twitter notification. 
"You know, your quite a fast Tweeter, but do you think it can be too much?"
The Twitter phone displayed that message from Twitter as a notification.
Twitter Asgore sat at his desk laughing as Twitter Asgore ruined lesser dog's reputation; Twitter Asgore smirked, "Of course! How could I be so dumb!"
Twitter Asgore yelled out loud to him while looking at his Twitter phone, "Peoples nudes, that's it! How could I have been so dumb!"
Twitter Asgore let out a chuckle as he proceeded to post that Toriel's nudes to Twitter dot com while letting out a laugh before moments of silence passed.
Nothing, Twitter Asgore could still feel the void as he starred at his Twitter phone, then that Toriel responded on Twitter. 
"Listen, sir, I am not sure where you got this picture of me, but this isn't mature of you at all, just who do you think you are!"
Twitter Asgore laughed at Lesser's dog's reputation. 
Twitter Asgore smirked at his Twitter phone, "That's right, he also did the same thing you did, criticize me."
Twitter Asgore emphasized the word criticize before he proceeded to use Twitter to his advantage; Twitter News headline, "Toriel saw killing children."
Appeared on Twitter, such as, "Toriel has been seen eating children." 
They appeared on the front page along with, "Toriel is about to dive into a blood pool."
A good Twitter photoshop of her was with that headline. Many more headlines appeared on Twitter to dive her reputation more into the mud than it already was.
The YEET gave an annoyed looked when he heard the sound of surprise and shock coming from the Twitter people as they read the Twitter news, "Seriously, Twitter Asgore, again? It hasn't even been that long!"
The YEET said out loud to themselves as Twitter Asgore giving hysterical laughter as he ruined the reputation more and more of this Toriel, "THAT'S WHAT YOU GET!"
Twitter Asgore said out loud, still hysterical, laughing before he calmed down, and silence then filled the room.
Nothing.
Twitter Asgore gave a sad look, posting people's nudes, punishing people for criticizing him, now gave him nothing.
Eventually, Twitter Asgore can sit on a swing set in the children's play area in the park, looking down on the ground. 
The prominent feeling that filled him was the empty void, still there, lurking inside of him.
Twitter Asogre sat there before he remembered the Zombie girl. Twitter Asgore saw himself scaring her as she shook at Twitter Asgore's reactions to how she was making him care for her.
Twitter Asgore gave a weak smile as a feeling of hope-filled Twitter Asgore, "If I can get to her again, maybe she can make me feel... normal."
Twitter Asgore emphasized the word ordinary before he got up and started running. 
He ran past the Twitter people, not caring if he bumped into them or not.
He ran past the Twitter building, not caring if his Twitter speeds crashed the Twitter glass.
He ran on the Twitter roads, not caring if Twitter cars, buses, trucks, and many more got in his way or that if he dull dozed them.
Eventually, a smile spread upon Twitter Asgores's face as he found his previous area to where he landed from the jump he took near the graveyard.
Twitter Asgore did a massive Twitter jump as Twitter symbols surrounded him and formed Twitter rocket boots before they started to fire Twitter symbols.
Twitter Asgore created a Twitter versor from the sudden increase in wind pressure; he smiled and let out a small faint chuckle, "I hope this works."
Twitter Asgore thought to himself as he flew the air with Twitter speeds.
Eventually, from what Twitter Asgore could tell, he landed in a similar spot.
Twitter Asogre looked around and saw the giant creator he made earlier when he landed here, "Guess the fight reached here also."
Twitter Asgore said out loud to himself as he saw the floor made up of Twitter.
Twitter Asgore could still feel a faint feeling of his body-transforming the terrain around him.
Twitter Asgores eyes widen, "What if I hurt her, what she died during that fight I had..."
Twitter Asgore mentally slapped him before he could finish that thought in his head, "Don't let her get to you; find her and hope for the best."
Twitter Asgore thought to himself, "Or force her, yes, that one."
After that thought, Twitter Asgore felt fear for her; despite it, he still moved his muscles to form a smirk after the said thought.
Twitter Asgore turned around saw himself walking towards the graveyard where he meets that girl, "So, this way, right?"
Twitter Asgore mumbled to himself before following a similar direction; he walked past the Twitter buildings, walking over the occasional other beings, eventually finding the Twitter park entrance.
Twitter Asgore gave a worried look. 
He saw no end towards Twitter, making everything he saw up before physically slapping himself. 
"DONT LET HER, FOCUS, TWITTER ASGORE!
Twitter Asgore said out loud to himself as he closed his eyes to get a better picture of himself. He walked forward, eventually taking a left, then taking a right.
Twitter Asgore let a sigh, "Ok, so..."
Twitter Asgore spoke to himself quietly as he opened his eyes and walked forward, following his previous directions. 
As he walked past the Twitter branches and trees, Twitter Asgore eventually bumped into a Twitter stone wall.
Twitter Asgore gave a confused look before his eyes widen, this was the graveyard, but it was all Twitter.
Twitter Asgore hopped over the Twitter stone fence, looking around the place for the girl.
He threw grave stones ut of the way, lifted the Twitter table that was still in the yard; before he knew it, everything was a mess in the graveyard. 
Twitter Asgore flipped the Twitter stones. 
The Twitter walls were damaged, destroyed, or missing. 
Even the Twitter ground had Twitter holes.
Twitter Asgore got up before all the Twitter walls, Twitter trees, and everything that was Twitter started to have its Twitter symbols be picked off one by one.
Then two, then three, soon, in a vast radius, everything started to surround Twitter Asgore as it spun in a circle at Twitter speeds.
Eventually, the only thing that the Twitter people were the only thing left besides the Twitter ground.
Twitter Asgore's Twitter boots started to fire up and shoot Twitter symbols before he began to run at increasing Twitter speeds, as he ran and check a Twitter person.
Twitter Asgore checked another and another; by the time a nanosecond passed, Twitter Asgore had looked at everyone, and she wasn't there.
Twitter Asgore fell to his knees as he looked up in the sky as the void in his chest sat in him.
Twitter Asgore then looked to the ground, "What was I thinking? How could a girl control this feeling!"
Twitter Agore yelled at himself before punched the Twitter ground, causing it to crack.
"What the hell is wrong with me, why I am like, why I am feeling this?"
Twitter Asgore spoke to himself as he looked at the Twitter ground.
Moments of silence passed before Twitter got up and started towards his Twitter home.
12:05 pm, Twitter Asgore leaned in his Twitter chair, staring at his Twitter monitor that displayed Twitter.
Twitter Asgore looked up to see his Twitter inbox with nonfiction on it. 
Twitter Asgore stared at his Twitter inbox for a few seconds before he slowly moved forward towards his Twitter monitor.
Twitter Asgore slowly moved his Twitter mouse, clicking on his Twitter inbox.
Twitter Asgore immediately leaned backward's and gave out a tired sigh as the Twitter inbox opened.
"Hey, sweetie! How are you doing? I haven't seen you on Twitter much, are you alright?"
His wife asked on Twitter. 
Twitter Asgore let another tried sigh before clicking delete on the message that his wife sent.
1:05 pm, a ding sound came from his Twitter monitor. 
Twitter Asgore rolled over to his other side to look at his Twitter monitor before immediately rolling over to his other side.
1:15 pm, the same ding occurred from his Twitter computer again.
Twitter Asgore didn't move.
Immediately, another ding came from his Twitter monitor before the Twitter symbols that made up his Twitter monitor started to float up and disappear.
Silence filled the room.
Then his phone dinged; Twitter Asgore reluctantly moved over to his side and picked up his Twitter phone; it was his wife again.
Twitter Asgore gave an annoyed look before he opened up his Twitter phone.
"Hey, I know you don't pay attention to me often, but you don't delete my messages usually. And when you do, commonly, it's because I said something offensive to you. I know you treat me differently than others, Twitter Asgore; are you sure you are ok?"
Twitter Asgore looked down at the second message.
"Unless you don't respond to me soon, I am coming over, ok?"
Twitter Asgore looked down at the third, but also the most recent text.
"I am coming over."
Twitter Asogre slowly rubbed his eyes before letting out a tired Twitter sigh.
Twitter Asgore brought his Twitter phone to his Twitter face as he slowly typed.
"I don't know; I guess I am a little down in the dumps."
"Oh, thank goodness, you are not dead, honey; Why would you say you were down in the dumps?"
"I don't know, to be honest."
"Explain, please?"
"Well, basically, I finally managed to post these two individuals' nudes on Twitter; not long afterward, I've been feeling down in the dumps."
"Oh, have you tried other things to cheer yourself up? For example, have you tried posting my nudes or others?"
"Yes, honey, I did; I still feel like crap; hell, I feel like a realistic Patrick star, if that makes any sense?"
"Want me to come over?"
"No."
"What do you want me to do?"
"I don't know; I'll get over it soon or something."
"What do you mean you don't know?"
"I said I don't know!"
"Well, you got to make a decision!
"No."
"Your choice, nudes, or I am coming over!"
"How about I post all of your nudes till your eighteen?"
"You can't be everywhere at once, honey; I'd like to see you try."
Twitter Asgore gave an angered look at his Twitter phone before slowly getting up as he rubbed his face with his Twitter hands. He slowly got out of stood up, and stretched it back.
The weight of his body felt like anvils as he pulled himself upwards. 
Twitter Asgores closed his eyes tightly as his breath escaped him while stretching before falling back onto his Twitter bed as he took deep breathes.
Twitter Asgore turned his head towards his Twitter monitor as he saw himself, laughing at his monitor, posting all his wife's nudes to Twitter.
Despite his body feeling like it was decomposing on the inside, Twitter Asgore rolled to his side before he gave in to the temptation of his lids, closing them.
1:05 pm.
Ding, ding; Twitter Asgore opened his eyes as his Twitter phone rapidly went off. 
Twitter Asgore slowly lifted himself out of his Twitter bed, ignoring the sound, and his phone, as he slowly made his way out of the kitchen. Moving his body out of the kitchen despite the anvils inside him that took his Twitter breath every time he moved.
Twitter Asgore opened his Twitter fridge and brought out his Twitter milk before weakly closing his Twitter fridge. 
Twitter Asgore opened his Twitter cabinet and brought his Twitter cereal out before opening another Twitter cabinet and grabbing his Twitter plate.
Twitter Asgore apathetically closed both Twitter cabinets before placing the Twitter cereal into his Twitter bowl as he sat at his Twitter table.
Twitter Asgore chugged the Twitter milk as his eyes widen with the coldness that filled his neck and stomach before letting out a light cough. 
Twitter Asgore poured some Twitter milk into his Twitter cereal before drinking the rest of the milk as some poured it onto himself. Twitter Asgore slammed the Twitter milk onto his Twitter table.
Nothing, the void was there; It only felt as if someone was slowly piercing him ever so lightly.
Twitter Asgore stared at his Twitter cereal with a blank expression; Before a Twitter symbol fell into his bowl, some Twitter milk landed on his face.
Twitter Asgore gave a confused look before the milk stilled as he saw himself clear as day in his reliction, that Twitter symbol came from his eye.
Before another fell into his cereal as his reflection blurred, Twitter Asgore looked up before walking towards his Twitter mirror in his Twitter living room.
Like everything else in his house, the Twitter symbols composed all of his objects, even his Twitter TV.
Twitter Asgore saw himself; eyes sagged, Twitter symbols falling from his blue eyes, clothes, and hair a mess. 
Twitter Asgore let an exhausted sigh as he leaned himself against his Twitter mirror before more Twitter symbols fell from his Twitter eyes. He closed them, letting out tiny cries; despite being so much more, he spoke.
"If everything is back to normal, then why am I so different?"
==The Story of Twitter Asgore==
Status: Finished
Story of Twitter Asgore
Chapter one of Twitter Asgore - The argument of Lesser Dog
Chapter two of Twitter Asgore - Possible Spaghetti Man has Twitter
Chapter three of Twitter Asgore - How to find Possible Spaghetti Brother
Chapter four of Twitter Asgore - Making a plan
Chapter five of Twitter Asgore - A girl
Chapter six of Twitter Asgore - A fight
Chapter seven of Twitter Asgore - Enraged
Chapter Eight of Twitter Asgore - Now what
Chapter nine of Twitter Asgogre - A new method
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