Gowny was just sitting around vibing on Gowny's Ship of Dreams being a twerpy lil' fool when he took out a slice of paper and a feather, which he dipped in ink, which was just microwaved feces.

Dearest Cloth,

I'm super duper sorry for mailing you a fart in a jar thirty minutes ago, that wasn't very mopey of me. I was just totes mad that you haven't sent me anything back yet. I've been blasting these messages in a bottle (Taylor's Version) into the vacuum of space hoping you read them for a solid day now and you still haven't gotten back to me.

I'm sorry about trying to kill you and everyone you love, but if it makes you feel any better the only people that died during the Skirmish of Crait were 15 of my own troops who drowned in my tears after you rejected me. Bat Cave Central will be turned into one big Sloane tank where all the extra Sloanes can go. Please forgive me and then marry me?

In your absence I've been planning our wedding. I think I'll put the massive toilet right in the front, where the minister goes. I asked Bib Fortuna to be my best man but he told me no, but I can still get General Haggard to be your maid of honor if you want.

Love you, boo -
Supreme Leader Gowny

"Yo, we're almost at the planet Mufasa, loverboy," General Haggard said while organizing a shelf of toys. "Are you ready to commit genocide?"

"I'm always ready to commit genocide," Gowny said, rolling up the letter, shoving it up his tushy, eating a whole can of baked beans like Popeye, and butt blasting the bottle deep into space.

Gowny's Ship of Dreams arrived at Mufasa, which was shaped like James Earl Jones's head. It landed right on top of the Sith Wayfinder box.

"We found the Wayfinder!" Gowny said as the entire crew of the ship burst into a chorus of Hot Dog from Mickey Mouse. Gowny floated out of his ship with his dress like Alice in Wonderland.

"De wanna wanga?" all of the natives said at once.

"I wanna kill you all wanga and take the Wayfinder wanga," Gowny said, reading from his English-to-Forktunaese. "Gucci?"

"No Jabba no badda," they all said in perfect harmony.

"No, no…. You must die!" Gowny said, whipping out the Kylo Lightsaber. He sliced through all the natives like he sliced through his birthday cake, though nobody ever went to his birthday parties. "Unlimited power!"

General Haggard pranced through the forest watching, pressing F on her wireless keyboard every time one of them died. Nigel Bannerman pressed X on his wireless keyboard to pay respects.

Gowny tooted his anal foghorn on his hand, closed his fist, moved his hand in the direction of the Wayfinder box, and opened his hand. The lid blew right off and the Wayfinder was just chilling inside.

"Now my senpai's senpai can't hide from me," Gowny said. "I'm gonna go right up to his secret clubhouse and butt blast all the doors down. But first I need to see where my senpai went through his Senpai-Morphosis, thus becoming my senpai."

Gowny donned his gay aparel and swung on a vine like Tarzan all the way to the burnt part of Mufasa where Bananakin dipped.

"Wow, it's just like standing on the rock where Mohammad was succed into Heaven by God," Gowny said, getting on the ground. "I hate you!11!"

"Boy, what did you just say?" Cloth said, teleporting in front of Gowny like Edwina. "That's what I'm supposed to say to you."

"My beloved Cloth, when did you arrive?"

"I dunno lol, I was just about to receive my medal for wiping from Hero's Duty but just as Leia was about to tape it to my forehead I was looking at your ugly face."

"You were the chosen one!1!" Gowny whined. "You were supposed to betray the Jedi, not join them! Bring marriage to the Force, not leave it on read!"

"You weren't my boyfriend, Beeeen," Cloth said. "I hated you."

Then Cloth was succed back to her training on Ajan Kloss, leaving Gown all alone on the planet Mufasa. General Haggard ran up to Gowny in her Sheev-ette cosplay just like Gowny told her to.

"A yo, we done here? We got places to be. We gotta find Emperor Palps and steal his armada or something."

"Alert the Star Destroyers and prepare them for my arrival," Gowny said, getting up. "Time to meet Sheev."

"Where's Nigel Bannerman?" Gowny said as he ate a whole bag of Life Savers so that Sheev wouldn't think he had stank ass breath.

"Testing the toilet water," General Haggard said.

"Oh right," Gowny said, opening up a can of Whoop Tushy that sent him flying back to his ship. He flew over the river where Banakin and Jesus Kenobi had their epic duel, a duel with music so fire it covered the entire planet with lava.

Gowny shoved the Sith Wayfinder into the CD slot and his ship drove right to Exegol while Gowny wrote another letter to Cloth.

Dearest Cloth -

I'm sorry we had that fight just now. Next time you win an award for wiping, I won't just be there, I'll be the one presenting the award. And you'll win for shitting in our private toilet.

Please note that my name is true -

Lover of Cloth (Supreme Leader Gowny)