I never created DC canon.

Glowering, Amos watched while Volcana admired jewelry by one store in Metropolis. ''I remember her usually attempting to steal something. Not this time.'' His eyes were on the bag he carried. The bag containing Supergirl's lunch. He recalled her order as she remained in Smallville to help with farm tasks earlier. Supergirl's food was placed on the sidewalk.

''You're not going to steal another jewel,'' Amos said to Volcana as he approached her at a snail's pace.

Volcana glanced at Amos with one wide eye.

''You don't remember me?''

Volcana shook her head.

''The preacher with Supergirl?''

One scowl materialized on Volcana's face. ''I remember now. You're not going to defeat me this time.'' She smirked.
''You don't have Supergirl with you,'' she said. Fire appeared around her fists before she attacked Amos.

The preacher stepped to the side and ducked. One tentacle started to emerge from his mouth. It managed to strike Volcana and knock her down. It slid into his mouth when she fled.

Amos approached Supergirl's lunch.

Many minutes later, Amos gave Supergirl's lunch to her while she sat near a kitchen table. He viewed her opening the bag.
Frowning. He tilted his head to the side.

''Wrong food!''

Trembling with anger, Amos turned and went outside as Supergirl blinked in absolute confusion.

THE END