I never created Superman TAS.
One smile materialized on Reverend Amos Howell's face the moment he finished eating a slice of chocolate cake. His shoulders went up after he turned to a kitchen window. ''A stroll seems good to me,'' he muttered. Amos stood before he opened the door and went outside. Hands were in his long coat pockets with every step. He found himself by the Pig Pit many minutes later. His eyes flew open.
A creature crouched and snarled near the Pig Pit window.
''I thought I was hungry earlier,'' Amos muttered. He turned to a small crowd near the restaurant window. A form of unity with wide eyes.
He frowned.
''I'll protect everyone.''
Amos walked to the creature before it faced him. Eyes widened again as soon as the latter snapped at him. He barely avoided fangs.
One scowl formed.
''I refuse to be a creature's snack.''
Amos walked by the animal before it followed him from the Pig Pit and he managed to lead it far from the restaurant. He ran to the crowd and viewed their smiles. He started to smile with them prior to one nod. One thoughtful expression appeared on his long face.
''I'm hungry again.''
Amos entered the restaurant and looked forward to unity with another meal.
THE END