"Farley! I'm home!" Kara singsonged as she stepped into her apartment. The little black and white dog that had been curled up asleep in the corner of the apartment sprung to life in response to Kara's call.

"Oh! You're home! You're home! You're finally home!" she barked excitedly as Kara came closer.

"Sorry I'm late, old girl," Kara said as she knelt down to scratch her beloved pooch's ears. "Cat Grant kept me late at work today!"

"Cat Grant?" Farley's joy turned into disapproval. "See? Didn't I tell you that no good would ever come from someone called "Cat"? I don't get what you see in her!" she shook her head indignantly while Kara continued to recall the day's drama with a fond smile on her face. Farley really would never know why Kara seemed to like someone named after the evilest creatures on the planet so much...

"Cats! You can never trust any of them!"

But Farley's displeasure with Cat evaporated the moment Kara asked her next question.

"Wanna go for a walkie?!"

"As if you have to ask!" suddenly, Farley was bouncing around like a rabbit once again, running to and fro as Kara laughed.

"Well, you're going to have to hold still for at least two seconds if you want to go!" she teased as she grabbed Farley's leash. Farley obliged and, for exactly two seconds, stood still as Kara hooked her up. The moment the leash was on, however, Farley took off, bolting towards the door.

"Come on, Mom! Before it gets dark out!" Farley whined as she and Kara left the apartment once again.

10 minutes later, the two were at the nearby dog park and as soon as they arrived, Kara let Farley back off her leash.

"Go have a good time!" Kara whispered to her fondly.

"I will, Mom!" came the yipping reply as Farley gave Kara a quick lick on the cheek before bolting merrily away once again.

Farley spent a good 20 minutes just roaming the park, meeting up with old friends and exploring her old favorite haunts. After a time, though, she noticed one scrawny-looking hound sitting by himself off to the side of the park. He did not turn away anyone who came to talk to him, but he clearly was not looking for company. This surprised and intrigued Farley.

"What is he doing? Doesn't he know that this is a dog park? Doesn't he know he's supposed to be social here?" she asked herself, and her curiosity finally got the best of her. Without further ado, then, she trotted on up to him and boldly introduced herself.

"Hi! My name is Farley! What's yours?" and he turned a long face to her and answered with a shy, meek voice.

"I'm Oisin," he flicked his ears nervously.

"Oisin, huh?" Farley took a moment to pronounce his name carefully. "You sure are a quiet fella, aren't ya?!"

"I guess," came the shy and sheepish reply.

"Well, that's ok, I like quiet!" Farley promised, tail wagging like crazy.

"Oh you do, do you?" just for a split second, something like a teasing sarcasm crept into Oisin's voice and it was enough to genuinely surprise Farley, increasing her intrigue exponentially. Hmmm, so maybe this Oisin whippet fellow wasn't as shy as he seemed!

"I like you!" she decided, genuinely tickled by his unexpectedly witty and dry humor. "Want to go on a walk with me?" and she was surprised again seconds later when he agreed, standing up slowly before gesturing for her to lead the way.

For the next 20 minutes, the two chatted idly about everything and nothing. Oisin was a secretive fellow, but he seemed very happy with life and very fond of his owner. He would give no details about her except for how much he adored her.

"I like to keep my private life private," he said when Farley asked why he was so very secretive.

"Very well," came the reluctant but resigned reply, though Farley spoke more than enough for both of them, chattering his ears off about her own life, not skipping over a single detail, but he did not look annoyed. Instead, he seemed content to listen to her chatter, the way one might listen to the soothing babbling of a brook while walking through the woods.

At last, though, their walk and talk were interrupted by a female human shouting in the distance.

"Oisin! Oisin!" and Oisin's ears pricked up at once.

"My owner!" he gasped in sheer delight, then before Farley could even blink, he was gone, sprinting faster than a speeding bullet to the human.

"Wow, he's fast!" Farley barked to herself. One second he was there, and the next he was already halfway down the trail away from her. She struggled to keep up and by the time she managed to catch up with Oisin, he was already leashed up and ready to go.

"Weren't you at least going to say goodbye?" she teased as she panted.

"Oh, sorry!" Oisin gave her a sheepish smile. "I just heard my owner and forgot everything else..."

"Awww, puppy love," Farley teased. Oisin's ears twitched but he said nothing in response.

Right then, Oisin's owner turned her attention to Farley. She was a beautiful woman with long dark hair and gray-green eyes.

"Oh! Hello little one! Where did you come from?" she asked, kneeling down to pet Farley.

"Oooh! I can see why you like her!" Farley murmured the moment the woman began to caress her. Oisin laughed at her, nodding his big head.

"She is wonderful, isn't she?" he asked and Farley could only growly happily in agreement as Oisin's owner continued to lavish her in affection.

A few seconds later, then, who else should show up but Farley's own owner?

"Farley! There you are!" she cried, eyes bright as she advanced upon the little black and white dog, but the second she caught sight of the woman petting her dog, she stopped dead in her tracks and her eyes went wide.

"Oh! Hi, uhhhh, hello there! Hi!" she choked, suddenly sounding very nervous. Oisin and Farley both looked at her in interest and confusion.

"Oh! Hi!" Oisin's owner seemed completely unaffected by whatever it was that had caused Farley's to look so nervous and shy.

"What's wrong with-?" Oisin began, cocking his ears amusedly at the stuttering, sputtering Kara Danvers.

"No idea," came Farley's equally amused reply, both of them intrigued by why Kara suddenly seemed to be unable to speak.

"I'm assuming she's yours?" Oisin's owner continued, standing up and gesturing fondly at Farley. Farley puffed up her chest proudly and Oisin snickered at her. She ignored it.

"Yes, she is, and her name is Farley!" Kara continued to trip over her own words.

"Yes, I know, I heard," Oisin's owner smiled at Kara, looking just as amused and intrigued as the two dogs were by her change in behavior.

"Ah, well, I, uhhh, I'm guessing that one's yours?" Kara pointed pathetically at Oisin.

"Yes, his name is Oisin!" Oisin's owner's amused smile turned into one of genuine pride as she introduced her whippet to Kara.

"Well, he is a handsome fella!" Kara giggled nervously.

"Thank you," came the amused reply. "Might I ask what your name is?"

"My-? Mine? Oh! Uhhh... yeah! It's Kara! Kara Danvers!" Kara awkwardly stuck out a hand at Oisin's owner.

"I'm Lena," came the reply as Oisin's owner stuck out her own hand to receive Kara's. Kara looked too starstruck to even question why Lena had not mentioned her last name even though Kara had given hers. Instead, she just stood there with a dreamy expression as Lena shook her hand.

During that handshake, it was Lena's turn to start acting funny.

"What is she doing?" Oisin muttered. Lena had suddenly looked away and bitten her lip, but she was still clinging to Kara's hand. Oisin had seen Lena on TV before, usually at interviews or press conferences. In every single event, they would do the handshake thing, but the handshakes never lasted long. For some reason here, though, Lena seemed to have forgotten to let go of Kara's hand. And then Lena finally looked back up at Kara. The second their eyes met, both dogs heard their owners' heartbeats speeding up.

"This is really weird," Oisin shook his head as the two women continued to stare deeply into one another's eyes, hands still linked.

"Wait a minute! I think I know what's going on!" Farley was the first one to figure out what the held gazes and hands meant. "I think Kara and Lena like each other!" then she was quick to explain.

Although humans and dogs bonded in wildly different ways, Farley still knew enough to understand what was going on.

"In humans, there's this thing called "being in love" and it's sort of when two humans really like one another and like being together all the time like playmates and sometimes it happens really fast and they call it "love at first sight"- fitting name, right?- and I think that's what's happening to Kara right now! She's had me for a few years so I know how she gets when she's "being in love". She gets all giggly and nervous and I can always feel this weird tension and fear radiating off of her, but it's not a bad fear! It's like a good and excited one! And she always looks so doofy and gets real smiley all the time, like me whenever she asks if I want to go for a walkie!"

While Farley explained, tail starting to wag in excitement again, Oisin looked back up at Kara and Lena. The two had finally let go of each other's hands, but now they were looking all weird and giggly, just like Farley was saying.

"You don't think Lena is "being in love", do you?" the whippet asked the smaller dog in interest. Lena lived a rather lonely life and had no other humans that she was close with. As such, Oisin had no idea what her attraction signs looked like. Farley had far more experience since Kara had had several boyfriends while Farley was around. She was alone at the moment, but Farley still knew what all of Kara's signs looked like. Oisin was keen to know if the signs were universal, or at the very least, if Lena were displaying the same thing. It certainly looked that way.

"I don't know," Farley confessed, studying Lena's body language closely. "I can't speak for your owner, but she is doing that weird thing where she keeps looking at Kara's eyes and then not," both dogs turned their attention on Lena who, just like Farley had said, was continuously stealing glances at Kara before looking away again, her smile growing wider and wider every single time she did this.

Both the dogs were intrigued by what was unfolding before them. And both of them could hear their owners' heartbeats and, just like Farley had said, they did both seem to be displaying those positive fear signs. Oisin could smell the nerves and tension radiating off of Lena, but it wasn't a bad or angry fear, like she was worried for her safety. It was an excited and jumpy fear, like the thrill of going on a hunt. Was Lena hoping to catch Kara? If Farley's words were anything to go by, it was possible. Oisin could only continue to stare up at his owner with interest.

"What's gotten into you, mum? I've never seen you like this before!"

But in due time, Lena and Kara finally managed to pry themselves away from each other.

"Well, it was lovely meeting you, Ms. Danvers," Lena said at last, looking away for the last time, grip tightening on Oisin's leash. "I do have to get home now, but I do hope this isn't the last time we talk?"

"I hope not either," Kara replied, that dreamy smile still on her face.

"Mom! You look like a doof!" Farley complained, but Kara wasn't paying her the slightest attention at all. Instead, she only watched as Lena walked away, Oisin in tow. But that was when Farley realized something. How would Lena and Kara meet up again if neither woman had remembered to ask for the other's "number"?

Farley still didn't quite understand what humans meant when they asked for each other's numbers, but it seemed to have something to do with being able to call another human back even if the two humans in question were far apart. They would pull out little squares, phones, and put each other's numbers in the phones for later use. Kara and Lena had failed to do this.

Thinking quickly, Farley backed up until she was safely behind Kara. She angled her head and quickly began to gnaw at her collar. After a bit of fiddling, she managed to free her dog tag. She knew that it had Kara's "number" on it. She barked once, attracting Oisin's attention, then while Kara continued to stare at Lena, she waved the little tag in the air. Oisin understood at once and began to drag Lena back over to Kara. Even if Lena didn't have any other human companions, Oisin would see her on her phone all the time, talking about numbers that she needed so she could find these mysterious other businesspeople later on. Oisin knew what Farley was doing and he was quick to run back to her, Lena in tow.

Lena seemed surprised to feel Oisin tugging her backwards, but when she caught sight of Kara still staring at her even though they were both supposed to have been going their separate ways, she began to look shy and nervous again. Oisin heard her heart speed up for a second time and he felt certain that Farley had been correct, both of their owners were having love-at-first-sight. Why else would Lena had reacted so strangely just to see Kara still staring at her even after she'd turned to go?

"Was there something you wanted to say?" Lena asked, fiddling with Oisin's leash as he dragged her back over to Kara.

"Huh? Wha-? No?" Kara heartrate also increased when Lena drew near once more.

"Oh, well, Oisin was dragging me back here and I didn't know if you had called my name, or-" Lena trailed off awkwardly, embarrassedly. That was when Farley walked over to her, whining as she offered her tag up to Lena.

"What's this?" Lena and Kara both looked surprised, but the moment they realized what Farley had given to Lena, they both turned red again.

"Oh my," Lena murmured, looking like she was fighting hard to stifle a laugh. Kara, meanwhile, looked absolutely mortified. The dogs, however, exchanged sly grins, neither of them missing how intently Lena was studying Farley's nametag, or rather, the phone number engraved upon it.

A few minutes later, some of the initial awkwardness had passed and Lena and Kara managed another farewell, Lena returning Farley's nametag to Kara with an amused smirk. Kara still looked mortified.

"Your dog is quite the wing-girl," Lena teased as she returned Farley's tag. "But I am glad she's so very clever. She managed to remember what I was almost forgot!" she gave the little dog an impressed and amused smile.

"Ha ha, yeah, clever..." Kara fidgeted nervously while Farley continued to look proud of herself. Lena had since put Kara's number into her phone and she looked very pleased while Kara looked on the verge of a meltdown (for better or worse). Farley could only smile. Talk about puppy love!

"I hope this isn't the last time we talk?" Farley asked Oisin playfully as their owners finally managed to part, for real this time.

"I hope not either," Oisin replied with a grin, and somehow, both of them already knew that this would be very far from the last time that they ever met. If anything, their friendship was only just beginning, and something even more was just about to start for their two owners...

AN: Inspired off of Leapyearbaby29's comment about how one of my previous fics acted as Farley and Oisin's debut into the world of SuperCorp fanfic, I present to you a more official Farley and Oisin debut.

Also, I have no idea how accurate their personalities are, but I've written it that while Farley is a feisty little devil, Oisin's a bit more levelheaded and calm, but he has the same hidden depths that his owner does.

(And I do have a few future chapters up and coming for anyone who wants more of this and they will all combine into a weird "marvelous misadventures of Farley and Oisin" anthology. This was just an introductory chapter.)