I never created DC canon.

Curiosity appeared in Supergirl's eyes when she heard scratching sounds within one dark house. She approached a door and opened it.
She looked back. Her eyes were on Amos while he frowned.

''I'll step inside first,'' Amos said. He viewed Supergirl frowning.

''Flight? Super strength? Remember? I'm going to be fine,'' Supergirl said.

Supergirl went inside and heard the sounds another time. ''You worry a lot. You're also a bit... Well... You don't seem to have a sense of humor. You're always frowning. Your idea of fun is sorting papers for sermons. Performing sermon marathons.''

''I AM a preacher. Remember?''

Supergirl wandered and glanced at walls with a handful of furniture. She walked to a corner. One eye widened.

Three rodents scattered.

One smile materialized on Supergirl's face. ''Nothing for you to worry about,'' she muttered near Amos. She turned to him another time. Eyes flew open.

Long teeth were revealed as the preacher's face stretched down.

''I always frown?'' Amos muttered under his breath.

Supergirl shuddered.

THE END