Chapter three of Twitter Asgore - How to find Possible Spaghetti Brother

Twitter Asgore sat in the middle of the city where people walked by him, talked by him, and did all sorts of things by him; they were living life. Some were on the phones; some were playing games; they were living life.
However, Twitter Asgore was the Twitter life, thinking about ways to post Possible Spaghetti Brother's nudes on Twitter; he rubbed his Twitter beard with his Twitter hands thinking. Twitter Asgore, closing eyes, a sudden realization hit him, how was he going to find Possible Spaghetti Brother?
He knew that Possible Spaghetti Brother fucked his BFF, but how was he going to find it in the first place. He was in a city with nothing but his Twitter, wait, Twitter, YES, his Twitter! Twitter Asgore gave a Twitter smile as Twitter Asgore brought his Twitter phone and went onto Twitter to find the Possible Spaghetti Brother. He used Twitter to his advantage, using all Twitter people. Twitter people to seek where the Possible Spaghetti Brother may be. Eventually, after a kind solid Twitter minute, he was found. 
Not only did Twitter found him, but Twitter also discovered his Tumblr account and where he lives. He was far away; alas, this will take some Twitter moments; it will be worth it. Twitter shall receive Possible Spaghetti Brothers nudes.
So, he used Twitter to his advantage, using Twitter to buy tickets, to find where Possible Spaghetti Brother lived; Twitter Asgore will finally get his sweet revenge at Possible Spaghetti Brother. He let out a Twitter smile before laughing and making his way to the Twitter airport.
He walked past everyone doing a Twitter walk, making his way towards the Twitter airport to which he will sit on the Twitter Seat for his Twitter intent to get his Twitter revenge.
As Twitter Asgore Twitter walk further towards the Twitter airport, everything started to become more Twitter: the roads, the sky, the land, everything becoming Twitter; he became more Twitter, even the air itself became Twitter; now Twitter Asgore knew he was in Twitter Land.
Everything was Twitter in Twitter Land, even things that should not be Twitter were: the atoms were Twitter, the car was Twitter despite not being Twitter: only Twitter users knew where Twitter Land was, it was a unique talent that most Twitter users used, Twitter Asgore made it to the Twitter Airport, where he Tweeted all the way through per mil second, ruining the reputation of Possible Spaghetti Brother as hard as he can.
Hold up; Twitter Asgore's eyes widen; he couldn't believe what he was seeing; Possible Spaghetti Brother had made a friend, so Twitter Asogre did the same thing he's best at, posting people's nudes on Twitter.
He went to this friend's Twitter Account; There, he figured his name, Possible Ketchup Man, posted his nudes on Twitter, so that should teach him a lesson when befriending the enemies of Twitter Asgore, right? Not only did it not, but he also pulled the unthinkable.
He fucked Twitter Asgores Wife with a banana.
Twitter Asgore became mad; he Tweeted faster than he did the last moments ago while also getting his Twitter Tickets to Twitter Fly to Twitter Position of where Possible Spaghetti Brother was on the land. So he can post his nudes on Twitter; possible Ketchup Man reputation drop so hard that the yeet heard the sound of it falling, he frowned, angered at the fact that Twitter Asgore is at it again, although this wasn't the first Twitter Asgore became this mad before.
Twitter Asgore's Twitter phone was shaking at the speed of his hands; His Twitter speed was so fast that it was mere blurs to anyone else watching. Which only powered anything that was Twitter now; the car was becoming more Twitter and drove more quickly to get to the Twitter airport.
Asgore was becoming empowered by Twitter and everything else that was Twitter; eventually, with enough Tweeting, the car made it at a sudden stop; Twitter Asgore smiled with what he had done. It was enough to get him here, along with hopefully sending a message towards Possible Spaghetti Brother and Possible Ketch Up Brother; Twitter Asgore smiled and let out a loud laugh before speaking.
"Now, whos the little one, Possible Spaghetti Brother and Possible Ketchup Man?" Twitter Asgore walked into the airport, walking up the elevator, going through Twitter security, then proceeding to Twitter wait for some time, Tweeting along the way as everyone else Tweets too; after all, this is Twitter land.
So Asgore did a Twitter wait, Tweeting faster than anyone can in Twitter land; some Twitter individuals stopped and looked in amazement, seeing how such induvial can Tweet so quickly. He smiled, knowing this very well, and kept glued to his Twitter phone; eventually, as Twitter time passed, the Twitter plane finally landed in the Twitter airport.
"Finally," Twitter Asgore said as he got up from the Twitter seat and did a Twitter walk over to the Twitter Airport, which he did another Twitter wait; eventually, he made it in the Twitter airplane, sitting down in the Twitter seat. Again, Twitter waited and saw the Twitter individuals walk in the Twitter plane, placing their Twitter things, then, eventually, saw the Twitter plane take off there into the Twitter air.
Twitter Asgore was about to take a Twitter nap and Tweet in his Twitter sleep like he mostly does, but before he can rest; The screen on the back of the front Twitter person's Twitter seat went up. Possible Spaghetti Brother and Possible Ketchup Man with the screen inducing massive jpeg, "Impossible," Twitter Asgore mumbled and Tweeted under his breath before they spoke again. "So, you think you can catch us, think you can just use your Twitter Powers, Twitter Asgore?" Someone said, but due to the lag and the fact they were using something that wasn't Twitter, launching into something that was Twitter made the video challenging to see who was speaking.
"What do you want, an apology, because if that's the case-" Twitter Asgore was cut off by, "Ho ho ho ho, no no no, you're just going the wrong way, Twitter Asgore, I would recommend you look down and out of the window. Twitter Asgore did such and saw them sitting on a small island, posing, "You'll miss us, Twitter Asgore," One spoke before the video cuts off.
"Hmph, fine then," Twitter Asgore said and Tweeted, he knew what he had to do now, break out of the plane, and post their nudes on 𝔗𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔡𝔬𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔪.
==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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