NooNoo stared down at his facility from a roof in the facilities small lot of buildings. He would watch as the employees worked hard to keep the custard facility running. Engineers fixing machines, guards… Well, guarding the facility. Employees refilling the large, squarish-rectangle custard bowl, and researchers doing their best to try and get the perfect custard. Machines buzzing and… Whatever machines do, I guess. “… Well, maybe becoming a teletubby was worth it.”