I never created Superman TAS.
''DEATH BY CHOCOLATE!'' Kara said as she smiled near Reverend Amos Howell. She saw his wide eyes before he blinked.
''You're going to murder me with chocolate?'' Reverend Amos Howell asked.
''A treat after I helped with caring for the farm animals recently. You can buy the chocolate cake for me. The cake shop isn't far. I'd like to go, but I have errands to run.'' Kara walked to a kitchen table and found one sheet of paper with a pen. She wrote down the type of cake she liked and directions to the shop before she gave the sheet to Amos. She revealed a few dollar bills and parted with them.
Amos opened a door and stepped out of the kitchen. After he closed the door, he glanced at the sheet of paper. He read the directions and wandered before he was in front of a cake store. Amos walked into the shop and turned to the sheet another time. He heard footsteps. He looked to one side.
A woman smiled before she approached Amos.
''Reverend! What kind of cake are you looking for?''
Frowning, Amos revealed the sheet before the owner read it.
''That particular cake is the final one I have. Let me get it for you.''
Amos smiled and nodded. ''Many thanks,'' he said before he was abandoned.
Footsteps caused the preacher's eyes to widen for a moment. Not human ones. More like...
Amos stepped back the minute a hungry squirrel appeared from a window that was opened earlier. He glowered at it. ''I'll protect every cake here. Especially my daughter's cake.''