I never created Superman TAS.
''The preacher never checks on me,'' Supergirl muttered after she turned to the Smallville farm. She flew to trees and searched for any creature to battle. She remembered Amos scowling if he thought she was up to something. Supergirl also recalled scattering his sermon papers for fun or giving him cat litter. ''I'll locate a creature sooner or later. Maybe a villain.''
Supergirl searched for what seemed like hours. She wondered if creatures never appeared just to irritate her.
Her shoulders slumped before she decided to return to the farm. Supergirl opened the door and went into the kitchen. The light was switched on after she managed to shut the door. Her eyes widened at a snail's pace.
Amos sat near a table and scowled.
''Oh. Right. The preacher started checking bedrooms recently. I loathe nosy preachers,'' Supergirl said after she sat across from Amos and imitated his scowl.
THE END