I never created Superman TAS.
Reverend Amos Howell started to glower while he searched for Supergirl. It was always something. Supergirl often battling hungry Smallville creatures or villains. Not always remembering when it was time for lunch. The same with running errands in Metropolis. Sometimes skipping the preacher's sermons within the church. His scowl remained as he occasionally glanced at the dark sky.
''Supergirl probably located a territorial creature. She forgot that it was time for supper. Again.''
The preacher's eyes were wide as soon as they were on Supergirl. There was another scowl while he viewed her kicking a large animal's side twice. ''What am I going to do? Bring your food to you from now on?'' he asked in a cross tone.
Supergirl looked back with wide eyes. ''Oh. Right. Supper,'' she muttered.
''Mm hm.''
Supergirl faced the animal and kicked it another time. She flew to one side when it attempted to scratch her.
The animal ran from Supergirl after she used heat vision on it.
Frowning, Supergirl approached Amos. ''How did you find me?'' she asked. Supergirl got her answer when Amos suddenly grinned and pointed at the sky. Her large eyes then settled on the moon.
THE END