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WHO Kara Danvers and J'onn J'onzz • WHAT Breakfast • WHERE Their apartment • WHEN Monday, July 5th, morning• WARNINGS None

Kara had been in this new strange world for about a month now. And for the most part, she really liked it. There were times where she missed her sister and other friends, but it wasn’t so bad. She had another version of her cousin and Lois around, and most importantly, she had J’onn. Plus, she was always really good at making friends. And it helped that for the most part, everyone here was really friendly and welcoming. Kara had thought originally that she was really going to dislike not being able to be Supergirl and keep her abilities hidden, but she found that there was no shortage of things to do. And it wasn’t like she never used her abilities. She did get to find dinosaurs a couple of weeks back, which was pretty fun.

Also, she’d managed to find a new job! Working at a coffee shop wasn’t something that she’d originally intended on doing, but she liked Sally. She also liked the idea of working in new Asgard. She wouldn’t have to conceal her abilities as much there, and hopefully, she’d maybe get to know Thor or Loki a little bit better. Even if she was just working at a coffee shop. Maybe it would lead to her finding other things to do there. You never really knew.

Kara also liked the apartment that she shared with J’onn in the Wakandan embassy. They managed to make it a bit more like a home. Kara had insisted that they take a couple of pictures of the two of them so it didn’t just feel like a temporary place. While she wanted to go home, she really didn’t know just how long they would be there, so she could at least make it more homey. The kitchen was also fully stocked with everything they could need, including plenty of Oreos for J’onn.

Kara also made sure that they could have as many meals together as possible. Which was why she’d gotten up early to make them breakfast before J’onn headed off to work as the head of refugee affairs for the Wakandans.

Adaptation was something that Martians were naturally good at. And over his many centuries of life, J’onn had gotten very good at it. He had gotten used to a life in exile, a life in hiding, and even a life in the open. And in the process, he had gained what he had never thought he might have again: a family.

Part of that family was here with him now, one of two wonderful and amazing women he had come to think of as though they were his own daughters. And though his other daughter was not here--and he prayed that she and their friends were safe without them--he was glad to be forging some kind of life here. He had spent too long on the fringes not to dive right back into helping others again.

It was good work, similar to what the DEO had started to become and what he’d done after leaving it. There were so many people here who had been torn from everything and everyone they had known dear.

Feelings that were not unfamiliar to him.

The smells of breakfast greeted him as he left his bedroom. “Well, something certainly smells delicious.”

Kara grinned when J’onn entered the room. “I thought I’d send you off to work with a nice breakfast,” she said as she prepared him a plate. “I’ve made bacon, eggs, sausage, pancakes, and home fries. Also coffee. So, enough food for both a Martian and a Kryptonian.”

Kara knew that J’onn was doing work that he was proud of again. And she was happy for him. She couldn’t picture J’onn doing anything different. Even though it was a different world, J’onn still wanted to help people settle in and make the best of their new life. She wouldn’t have expected anything different from him.

Kara finished making J’onn a plate, before going to fix her own. “How’s things going working for the Wakandan embassy so far? Are you enjoying it?”

“You’re too good to me, Kara, thank you,” J’onn said, as he took a seat at the table. He was proud of her, of the woman she’d become, and how she too was adapting to their changed circumstances. Kara’s heart was as big as all the world and he knew the rules and limitations being placed upon them here must certainly have chafed.

But this was a strange world, one which seemed to place far greater shackles upon its superhumans. He’d been reading up on these Sokovia Accords. They reminded him entirely too much of various drafts of legislation that had led to the DEO’s original mandate. Humanity was still far too ruled by fear of what it did not understand, no matter the universe, it seemed.

“It’s going well,” he said. “It’s good work. Still much to do as more people get settled in, but I’m glad to be doing it.”

Kara beamed at J’onn as she took a bite of her pancakes. It felt really nice having him around. After losing both her father and foster father, it was nice having J’onn around. In the years that they worked together at the DOA, J’onn had truly become family to her. While Kara wasn’t looking for a replacement for her father or Jerimiah, J’onn had become yet another father figure to her. She was glad that he was doing good work.

And even though she was just working at a coffee shop in New Asgard for now, she knew that J’onn was still proud of her. Though what she really wanted was to join the Avengers, she understood that for now, she was doing her best helping out in New Asgard, and at the compound where she could. Also, from her understanding, the rules that superheroes had to follow here were a lot stricter than the ones back home.

“That’s good,” she said, as she took a sip of coffee, “I’m sure King T’Challa really appreciates it, too.”

“A remarkable man,” J’onn said. “I can’t say I’ve ever met anyone quite like him.” He’d been studying what he could of this new world. There was a lot to learn, its history similar, but not quite the same. Super-humans were a much more recent occurrence, barring Captain America’s adventures during the second World War. The geographic differences were equally baffling. There were vast undeveloped places where cities existed in their world, or cities here that were larger to make up the difference. One could make themselves crazy with running down the differences between the two.

“And you? What’s on your agenda for today?”

“I mean, you’re pretty remarkable, too,” Kara said, “I bet he’s never met anyone like you before.”

Kara had noticed that while there were a lot of differences between the two worlds, there were also a lot of similarities as well. She was enjoying finding out as much as she could about it. Though it helped with the homesickness, Kara herself always wanted to learn as much as she could about a place.

“I’m going to head to New Asgard,” she said. “I can’t fly there, like I’d like to, but I can still run there and not really be noticed. I don’t like going completely without using my abilities. Sally is showing me all of the equipment in the coffee shop. I might look around after, too. I helped a little bit with the construction, but not as much as Clark. Apparently, it’s really come together. Also, everyone there is really friendly.”

The Asgardians, alleged Norse gods of old. J’onn wasn’t entirely sure what to make of them. Somewhere between actual gods and some kind of extraterrestrial, from what he gathered, but no one could clearly delineate the line between the two aspects. He’d seen more than his fair share of aliens who had influenced human culture as been thought of as gods and demons before, though the old rules did not necessarily apply here.

“I’m glad,” he said. “And take your time. I’ve got several meetings today and I’m not sure how long I’ll be.” Paperwork and meetings, it seemed, were one constant in any universe. “And I’m glad to hear you’re making friends.”

Kara found the Asgardians absolutely fascinating. She’d heard of alien races being worshiped by humans back home, but hadn’t actually encountered any of them personally. Well, technically, she’d had a cult once. But Kara didn’t like to think about that.

“I will,” she said, “I might visit the compound when I’m done in New Asgard, too. It’s nice to visit. I hope you’ve been making new friends, too, though.” She knew that J’onn had a tendency to get wrapped up in his work and not socialize outside it sometimes.

“I am,” he assured her. “I just met the most fascinating woman named Gamora. An alien, like us, and still adjusting to life on this planet.”

He smiled. “Though I suppose that’s half-work.” He gave her something of a knowing wink. “So perhaps I do need to ‘get out more’, as Alex might say.”

Kara grinned. “Fascinating women, huh? That’s pretty cool. She’s part of that Guardians of the Galaxy group, right? I talked to her friend, Mantis, at the ladies night we had. She was really friendly. And also adjusting.”

Kara took another bite of her pancakes. “Alex would definitely say that if you were here. I’d recommend visiting the compound, too. Everyone there is pretty friendly. You could probably find someone to talk to.”

“Guadians of the Galaxy eh? Funny. That name reminds me of another one, I heard a long time ago.”

He nodded, in-between bites of his own food. “Sound advice. I’ll do my best to take you up on it.”

Alex though… he dearly hoped that she was all right. For one or the other of them to vanish, it would have been terrible. But both of them? No, he could only imagine her working Brainy and Nia night and day to find out where they were.

Kara’s eyes widened. “Oh yeah. I think you told me about them. The intergalactic police force, right?” She might have seen mention of them in the DOA files. J’onn had a pretty extensive list of various intergalactic organizations and bounty hunters.

"We should go sightseeing or something some time, too,” she said, “Maybe go see a movie. Or something.” She paused at the mention of Alex. “Yeah. I hope she’s alright.”

“Indeed. Though truth be told, I had not heard of them being active within the Sol system in some time.” Curious, actually. Even if their representative had fallen somehow, another should have been selected. A question for another day, when, not if, they returned to their own universe.

“We should,” J’onn agreed. “It’s been a while since we’ve had a movie night or a game night.”

He gave her a reassuring smile. “You and your sister are two of the strongest people I know. I won’t say that she’s fine, but whatever happens, she will get through it.”

“We should do a game night,” Kara said. “Invite some people over. It’ll be nice. I know at least Sharon and Kate would be interested. Maybe Jimmy or Steve, too.” She missed game nights. And having people over for movies.

Kara smiled. “I’m sure she will, J’onn. Thank you for reassuring me.”

“That would be nice,” he agreed. “Though no more Monopoly.” He shuddered exaggeratedly. “Not after what happened last time. My heart couldn’t take it.”

Kara laughed, grinning. “Okay. No Monopoly. But Scrabble is still on the table.”