Something just felt off. America couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss with his buddy. As he sat in his own home, the thought nagged at him like a persistent itch, urging him to take action. With a determined glint in his starry eyes, he made a spur-of-the-moment decision: he would pay his friend a surprise visit and lift their spirits in the best way he knew how – with burgers.

Bounding with the energy of a excited puppy, America wasted no time in springing into action. He whisked himself away to his friend's house, his heart racing with excitement at the prospect of bringing a smile to their face. With a twinkle in his eye and a mischievous grin on his lips, he made quick work of breaking into their home, his strength making light work of any obstacles in his path along with their front door.

Before long, the mouthwatering aroma of sizzling burgers filled the air, wafting from the backyard where America had commandeered the grill. As he flipped patties with practiced ease, a sense of contentment washed over him, knowing that he was preparing a feast fit for a hero – his hero.

And when his buddy finally arrived home, weary and downtrodden, America greeted them with a booming voice and a bear hug, his infectious enthusiasm contagious enough to chase away any lingering shadows of sadness, "Hey there, dude! Surprise!" he exclaimed, his enthusiasm contagious as he gestured to the spread before them. "I figured we could use a little pick-me-up, so I whipped up some burgers. Dig in!"

With a hearty laugh and a clap on the back, he presented them with a freshly grilled burger, the epitome of American comfort food.