I never created Superman TAS.
Reverend Amos Howell's eyes were wide after he ate a bit of a chocolate cake slice. ''Wet cat food?!'' He turned to Supergirl as she walked into a kitchen. He scowled. ''You put wet cat food in the cake slice?'' Amos viewed Supergirl's smile while she placed a finger under her mouth.
''Maybe,'' Supergirl said.
Scowling, Amos stood and went outside. How could he allow her to fool him again? A stroll was going to cheer him up. So he assumed.
Amos heard footsteps before he recalled creatures crossing paths with him occasionally. His wide eyes settled on one snarling creature after it appeared. He rolled to the side when it snapped at him. The preacher's eyes widened another time the minute Supergirl showed up and flew into it. He watched while she kicked it repeatedly. When the animal turned and fled from them.
''You protected me?''
Supergirl frowned. ''I was a rotten daughter,'' she said. She thought he smiled and nodded.
After Amos returned to the kitchen, he thought Supergirl attempted to conceal wet cat food cans. Worry appeared in his eyes when he suddenly remembered one chocolate cake in the fridge.
THE END