I never created Superman TAS.
Supergirl scowled while she flew to the side. She focused on a hungry creature's fangs even when it snapped at her.
''I'll defeat you even without a certain preacher,'' she said. How was she going to battle it? Heat vision? Kicks and punches? Super strength?
A man's voice was suddenly heard.
''It's twelve. It's time for lunch, Supergirl.''
Blue eyes widened before Supergirl looked back. They settled on Reverend Amos Howell as he frowned.
''I'm trying to protect everyone in Smallville from a giant animal,'' Supergirl said before she scowled.
''You can battle the creature after lunch,'' Amos said. He watched as the animal turned and ran. He smiled.
''I'm certain another enemy is going to show up later.''
Supergirl started to follow Amos to their farm. She stuck her tongue out for a few moments. She walked into one kitchen and viewed a sandwich on the table. Supergirl sat by it and ate her lunch.
After Supergirl ate, she went outside. There were empty areas.
When creatures never appeared, Supergirl eventually glanced at the dark sky. She approached the farm another time.
She went to her bed and collapsed from exhaustion. Supergirl fell asleep.
It was after midnight when Supergirl heard footsteps near the bed. She opened her eyes.
Supergirl viewed Amos by the bed and holding many papers. Her eyes were on his smirk.
''You never got to hear my sermon recently. Then again, maybe you'll remember when it's time for lunch.''
Supergirl turned to a clock and scowled.
''It's twelve. Midnight,'' Supergirl said.
THE END
