Late one night in the Battle Tram, after a long day of fighting crime, laid the young drummer, Ricky Fitness. In his bunk he laid there wide awake; Ricky suffered from a wicked case of insomnia.

"Crash," He whispered, looking down at the sleeping giant, he didn't move.

Ricky sighed and looked around the room, all of his bandmates were deep asleep.

He shrugged and got up, wandering to the lab.

Jimmy was still wide awake, sitting down at the table, scribbling on some paper. He didn't want to interupt Jimmy from his work, but just as he began to walk off, Jimmy looked up from his paperwork.

"Hi Ricky!" He said with a smile.

Ricky smiled back, "Hey Robot"

"Can't sleep again?" He asked, setting his papers down and sitting on the couch.

"Unfortunetly, yeah," He shrugged a bit, sitting next to him on the couch.

"I'm sorry," Jimmy frowned a bit.

"It's fine! Sorry for interrupting you."

"It's quite alright," Jimmy smiled, "I can't sleep either."

"You're a robot, you don't need to sleep."

"Don't remind me," Jimmy sighed.

"That you're a robot?"

"Yes"

"Why?"

Jimmy looked up at him, "Ricky, what does food taste like?"

"What do you mean?" He looked confused, "You eat all the time."

"I can't taste it, I only each it because you guys eat it."

"You've never tasted a donut... or a cheeseburger? Or even pizza?!" He was shocked.

Jimmy shook his head, "No"

"I'm sorry Jimmy! I-I really didn't know. You never said anything about it."

"I know, I just...wish I could be like you guys!"

Ricky nodded, "I don't think I could describe food-"

"Try" Jimmy said.

Ricky nodded, "Well, a donut...tastes sweet, sugary."

"What does sweet taste like?"

Ricky thought for a moment, "The colour pink reminds me of sweet, and so do soft things! Like pillows!" He smiled and handed him a pillow.

Jimmy nodded, "So...donuts taste like pink pillows?"

"Kind of, well, yes, actually. But they are sugary!"

"Sugars are in crystalline structures!" Jimmy smiled.

"Oh, okay, Just think of that!"

Jimmy squeezed the pillow, nodding. "Soft, right."

Ricky blushed and felt bad for Jimmy, not being to taste food. He smiled and pressed his lips gently against his cheek.

"Also soft!" Jimmy smiled and Ricky pulled back, "Soft and sweet, yeah."

Ricky smiled and blushed a bit.

"Do you think you could help me develop a taste sensor for me?" Jimmy looked hopeful.

"Anything for you, bud." Ricky yawned.

"You tired, Ricky?"

"Yeah, a bit."

"You go to sleep, I'll go plug myself in."

Ricky nodded, falling asleep quicky on the couch. Jimmy stood up and then looked back to Ricky, he smiled and sat back down next to him. Ricky tipped over and fell on Jimmy, he just smiled and wrapped his arms around Ricky. He cuddled into Jimmy and Rick rested his head on Jimmy's chest.

He said quietly to himself, "Well maybe I can charge in the morning.." He smiled and kissed the top of Ricky's head. "Theres a donut just for you, Ricky."