Cory's P.O.V

When I awoke later the next morning, I saw that Frisk was still fast asleep, mumbling to herself, hissing like a snake, and giggling quietly every now and again. I decided to not bother her today, she said some pretty messed up stuff last time. As I walked out to the kitchen, I saw Toriel talking to a group of kids. They were all looking down, so I couldn't recorgnise them. "Ah, Cory, my child, these lovely children wish to speak with you. I will be going out shopping, Asgore will watch over you," Toriel said, walking past me and grabbing my hand for a quick squeeze she left the room. That's when I realised the blue hair on one of the kids. "Uni?" I asked.

He finally looked up with a small smile, as did all his siblings. The smiles didn't last long though. "We need to talk," Uni said.

"About?"

"Frisk."

"If you're going to start calling her-"

"It's all true, Cory!" Jon exclaimed. "Have you not noticed her looks and behaviours?"

"Extremely pale skin, slightly red eyes," Ashlie began.

"Sleeping during the day, unable to eat, laughs uncontrollably, basically sounds like she's insane," Nick added. "She's a... a-a v-"

"What are you guys doing here?" Frisk walked into the kitchen, looking like she's rarely slept. 

"Speaking of the devil."

"Answer my question." Frisk opened the fridge and pulled out an apple.

"We know," Ashlie replied.

"What do you know?"

"That you're a vampire."

Frisk glared at her. And then all hell broke loose.

Everyone started screaming at each other, throwing stuff. I was confused. Why were they fighting like this? "CHILDREN, PLEASE!!" Asgore roared. Everyone froze. "What is going on here?"

"They're calling me a vampire!" Frisk wailed.

"And so you all fight over that?"

"Yes! It hurt me, Asgore, it really did!"

"She is a vampire though!" Jon exclaimed.

"No she's not!" I said.

"What do you know?"

"More about Frisk than what you do!"

"Stop this bickering immediately," Asgore interrupted. "You must understand, Frisk would tell us of such happenings."

"Excuse me Mr..." Tommy began.

"Asgore."

"Excuse me, Mr Asgore, but being... different ourselves, we can sense when another creature is around, and the smell of blood indicates vampires, and the scent grew as soon as Frisk stepped into the room."

"How are you different?"

Frisk's eyes widened. She paled and ran out of the room. "Okay, what is even going on right now?" I asked.

"Sit down, Cory and Asgore. We have things to discuss," Ashlie sighed.

They told me everything. How they're wolves, and how Frisk has set off so many alarm bells. "I want to confront her," I announced. 

"Cory, you can't, she's too dangerous," Nick shook his head.

"So we all go. You guys must hold more power over her."

"Hm..." Nick pursed his lips together in deep thought. "Fine. Let's go."