Po was left at the Custard facility by Noo-noo, and now she was looking over the place. She stood upon the central, three story tall building, gazing into the large vat of Tubby custard.

"Tick tick tick." Her blade-like arms rise and fall as she breaths, a somewhat neutral frown on her face. She moved her red pupils over the surrounding area, she felt like she sensed something, wether it was an infected, or new prey.