Cory's P.O.V

In the car ride home, Sans and I listened to Megalovania. Felt like that was an important detail. Anyway, I waltzed back into my room to see Frisk bouncing with energy. She was flying across walls and just a bit too happy. "I see someone feels better," I chuckled.

"Yeah. I don't know what came over me," Frisk calmed as she spoke, settling on her bed.

"So... what were you up to while I was gone?" I went to my drawers and got out some PJs. "Sans and I had a whale of a time goin' 'round town."

"Oh, I just sat. My energy just suddenly shot up for some reason."

"Huh." I took off my sweater and shirt, and put on my pyjama top, one that said 'spaghetti is bomb', given to my by Papyrus of course. Frisk stood from her bed and left the room, coming back in with a moose onesie on. I hopped into bed, curling up to keep warm in the cool night air. "Night Frisk," I said, my voice muffled in the pillow.

"Night Cory," Frisk replied.

I quickly fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

When I woke the next morning, I could see that Frisk wasn't in the room. No problem, she was probably already awake. But as I walked through the house to the bathroom to take a shower, I didn't see her at all. After a nice warm shower, I went into the kitchen to Toriel making pancakes. "Hey Toriel?" I asked.

"Yes Cory?" Toriel didn't look away from the stove.

"Have you seen Frisk at all today?"

"No, I was going to ask you the same question." 

"Huh."

I continued back to the bedroom. When I shut the door, I looked over to see Frisk asleep in her bed. I went over and shook her. "Hey Frisk, where were you this mor-"

"Go away, I'm tired."

"But it's literally 10am. Where were you?"

"I said go away."

"Not until you answer my question. Where were you?"

Frisk suddenly sat up, and her eyes seemed slightly off colour, and she looked incredibly pale. "Didn't you hear me?! I said go. AWAY!!" she shouted.

"Get your butt out of bed and get ready for the day."

She began laughing, still staring into my eyes. I flinched. "If you don't leave me alone, I will tear you to pieces and eat everyone you love," she said between unnerving chuckles. 

"What?!" I exclaimed. "You would do that just because I won't let you sleep in?"

Frisk cocked her head, eyes wide, looking a little like a doll. "Yes."

"B-but... this isn't like you."

"Does it look like I care?" She frowned deeply. "Now go."

"Okay, okay, I'm gone."

I raised my hands in a way of saying 'I surrender pls don't murder me' and slunk out of the room.

That night, I went back into the bedroom. Frisk was still in her pyjamas, but she was awake, amd she was spread out like a starfish on the floor. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm thirsty for blood."

"Okay, okay, what is with this behaviour?"

"It's called maturing."

"No, it isn't. Whatever, I'm getting ready for bed."

I left the room.