I never created Superman TAS.
Supergirl started to wince the minute a creature's tail knocked her down near Smallville trees. Glowering, she viewed the territorial animal fleeing. ''I can usually defeat creatures,'' she muttered. Supergirl glanced at the ground before Reverend Amos Howell approached her. Placed his hand on her shoulder. ''So much for our stroll,'' Supergirl said.
Amos frowned. ''The creature appeared out of nowhere. It was fast.''
''I could have knocked it down. It almost harmed you.''
Amos attempted to smile. ''I'm fine.'' One frown replaced his smile slowly. ''How are you?''
Scowling, Supergirl flew to a farm and into her bedroom. She sat near a pillow and held her knees. She had no idea how many hours went by.
Supergirl glanced at her doorway when Amos eventually appeared. Puzzled, she tilted her head to the side. Her eyes settled on a bag he carried.
Supergirl viewed Amos approaching the bed and giving the bag to her. She opened it and revealed a stuffed animal. Supergirl's eyes widened.
''I shopped in Metropolis after you went home. Did I cheer you up?''
One smile appeared on Supergirl's face as she cuddled the toy.
THE END