Dave X Karkat Novels & Stories

he asked me. Stanley’s POV Since, my contact with Kate I have been trying to put two and two together, I discovered that her parents might not be as simple as everyone think. Moreover, from a psychological point of view I think she suffered from PTSD. “Her dad is a Syrian American and her mom is a Belgian. They died when she was eight years old. Her full name is Kate Zainab Omar.” Emma’s POV “Wow! I don’t even that much” I said with excitement. “Why does that name Zainab sounds so familiar?” I asked Stanley.

“Right. That.” “She still doesn’t have one.” Dave shrugs. “Yeah, I forgot to look. Been busy.” I stare at him. “Busy.” “Do you know how many fires I put out in a day?” He waves his hands as if that excuses it. “Brand deals, scheduling, PR crises—” “She could’ve died.” That shuts him up for half a second. Then he scoffs. Scoffs. “Oh, come on. Cara’s dramatic. You’ll get used to it.”

"I still think it's a mistake keeping him alive. You should let Belshar be as brutal as he wants. I'm sure Kail is plotting something right now" "No, he's not. Look, he was just mad that Belshar was the favorite son and that he was going to get everything when the truth was that their parents were only pitching them against one another for their amusement. Kail knows that now. He doesn't even want anything to do with the syndicate anymore. He runs a freaking cafe" "And David... What about him? Aren't you scared he's going to get revenge for Xavier" I rolled my eyes in exasperation. "No, he won't. It's been seven months, if he wanted to kill me, he would have done it by now"