The ship crashed into Exegol and Gown hopped out merrily, putting the bottle in the cannon SpongeBob used to send their Christmas wishes to Santa Claus, shooting his Cloth-message into space and right to Cloth's doorstep.

Gowny then jumped in the same cannon, squeezed some gunpowder out of his cheeks, and shot himself into Sheev's house, landing right in front of the Sloane tanks.

"I've never seen so many Sloane's in one place," Gowny said. "Except for that time I asked Lord Farquaad's Magic Mirror on Ach-To(ot) to show me who my senpai would be in an alternate universe."

Gowny climbed into one of the Sloane tanks and took a selfie with Spare Sloane #80, and posted it on Gownbook.

"I'm so glad I brought my orange floaties today," Gowny said. Just as he hit the upload button, Sheev started emailing words right into Gowny's dumb, empty brain. Gowny flew all the way to the marionette room.

"At last," Sheev said. "Sloane trained you well."

"I totes murdered Sloane last movie, that's so ten minutes ago."

"I created Sloane," Sheev said. "I reached into Sloaneworld with my phat fingers and yanked out a fresh Sloane, and then duplicated him a million times and keep all the spares in my Sloane Aquarium."

"If you created Sloane, can you explain why he had a giant bump in his head? That was pretty stupid."

"Oh yeah, I dropped a can of Bush's Baked Beans on his head."

"How big was the can of beans for it to make such a big dent?"

"Big enough to produce a gas bubble so large they had to make a second Wikipedia article called 'The Big Bang'."

"Oh yeah, that was rank, lmao," Gowny said. "Anyway, why am I here? I'm supposed to be planning my wedding."

"I spent the last twenty years of my unnaturally long life building an empire with slave labor, and I want you to have it, or something. All you have to do is kiss Cloth."

"Kiss Cloth and win and Empire? This is the best day of my life!"

"Oh oops, I meant to say 'kill' Cloth. My brain just made a typo. You have to send Cloth to a clothyard upstate if you want to have my empire."

"I could never kill Cloth, she's my boo, my bae, and my one true love! I already proposed to her through a song!"

"Be careful, Your Gowniness, she is not who you think she is. She's actually really ugly, and unlikable, and dumb."

"That's why we're perfect for each other!"

"Also, she's related to me lol, I'd be your grandfather. That's why she's still not who you think she is."

"WhO IS shE?"

"BE WITH ME!"

Cloth flew around in the air on Ajan Kloss with a small army of toilets on the ground in case she was up there for a while.

"Be WItH Me!"

Big Bosom 8 live-streamed the Floating Cloth Bubble on Twitch. Gowny auto-recorded the event, as he did all events with the hashtag #cloth.

"BE wiTH mE!"

Cloth's dumb ass fell from a height of fifth feet, breaking all of the prized porcelain potties in the process. Cloth got a tissue for her issue.

"I can't believe I still haven't mastered the art of succing dookie back into my body," Cloth cried. "Leia said saying 'be with me' should've worked."

Maybe y'alls should eat more broccoli then idk lol, Big Bosom 8 beeped.

Just then, Edgar Allen and Big F crashed the Millenium Falcon right into Cloth at full speed. Cloth used the Force™ to repel the ship and chuck it like a frisbee to their camp several miles away.

"Come doth forth, Big Bosom 8," Cloth said as she teleported to camp, just as Edgar Allen and Big F were skipping merrily off the ship.

"Sorry about that, Cloth, your forehead is so big we thought it was the landing pad lol, you should get forehead reduction surgery."

"Why is the ship on fire?"

"We had to take a shortcut through a Chipotle bathroom to escape the First Order, the air in there be spicy," Big F said. "Besides, this isn't the first time you've seen a ship crash and burn, ever heard of Gloth?"

"Oh I guess you're right haha," Cloth said.

"Did you find any juicy lore about the First Order?"

"We sure did," Edgar Allen said. "And it's a spicy meatball of knowledge."