Author's Notes: Hello, all! Karamel is back stronger then ever.
Here are all the things I'm planning on Kara introducing to Mon-El (not necessarily in order). Let me know if you have any more ideas.
1: Snow
2: Caramel
3: Glass Doors
4: Fizzy Drinks
5: Television
6: The Ocean
7: Chocolate
8: Coffee
9: Reclining Chairs
Sound good?
CHAPTER 1: Snow
They were walking home from CatCo when it happened. The grey clouds opened up, and soft, white flakes began to flutter down from the sky. Mon-El froze, staring upward. Kara, who had stopped to look at a necklace in a window and fallen behind, nearly walking into him. "What? What's wrong?"
Mon-El tensed. "Attackers! They are small and white and just about everywhere!" He turned to Kara, eyes wide. "What should we do?!"
Kara tried hard not to laugh, but she couldn't help it. "Relax. It's just snow."
"Snow?" Repeated Mon-El, trying out the new word. "Snow."
Kara held out her hand and a few flakes landed on her fingertips. Mon-El stared at them until they melted. Then he grabbed her wrist and inspected her hand. "Where did they go?"
"They melted." Kara explained. She took her wrist back and intertwined their fingers instead.
Mon-El gazed up in the sky again, but when Kara glanced at his face she didn't see alarm. She saw wonder.
He smiled softly at the snow, watching as the world slowly changed to the wonderland that Christmas always brought. Kara remembered her reaction to snow. Much the same as his was, she had looked at the sky for a long time, wondering how the tiny flakes could be so perfect.
"They're all different, you know." She whispered.
"What?" He seemed to break out of a trance, and looked down at her with soft eyes.
"All the snowflakes are different."
He was quiet at this. Then, "There must be thousands."
She nodded. "Yeah. It's amazing, isn't it?"
He hummed his agreement. "I've never seen anything like it. On Daxem, everything was warm. There wasn't... any of this." He gestured around at the white.
She rested her head on his shoulder. "That's what I said when I saw snow for the first time, too. It was so perfect, and after the destruction and chaos I was escaping.. I don't know. I guess it just struck something."
"Do you ever get used to this?" He asked softly. "All this- this different?"
She smiled. "Yes and no. Sometimes it strikes me how different everything is, but mostly I'm used to it. It's become my life, my home."
"Yeah." He breathed. "I think it will become mine, too."
"I think it will."
They stood watching the snow for a long time, as peace with each other and the world. Then Kara led Mon-El back home.
Because it was his home. Or it would be soon.
Author's Note: I figured that was appropriate given the change of weather in the Northern Hemisphere. I hope you enjoyed!