It was a cold and dark night, and Harry Potter and Kylo Ren found themselves sitting around a campfire, talking about all sorts of things. They had been discussing the intricacies of magic and the dark side of the force for hours, and they had just gotten into a heated debate about the importance of loyalty.
Suddenly, the conversation took a turn for the absurd. Harry let out a loud, rumbling fart, and Kylo Ren couldn't help but laugh. "What was that?" he asked, grinning.
Harry blushed. "Sorry about that," he said. "I've been eating a lot of beans lately. They always give me gas."
Kylo Ren chuckled. "I know the feeling," he said. "I've been eating a lot of spicy food lately, and it always makes me fart like crazy."
Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Really?" he said. "I never would have pegged you as someone who was into spicy food. You seem so...serious."
Kylo Ren shrugged. "I am serious most of the time," he said. "But I do have a bit of a weakness for spicy food. There's just something about the heat and the burn that I can't resist. Plus, it always makes for a good excuse to let out a few farts and relieve some tension."
Harry laughed. "I can definitely relate to that," he said. "There's just something about farting that always makes me feel a little bit better. It's like a release of all the built-up pressure and tension."
The two of them continued to talk about farting for a while, sharing their favorite foods and stories about embarrassing farting moments. It was a ridiculous and absurd conversation, but it was also strangely comforting.
In the end, Harry and Kylo Ren discovered that they had more in common than they ever could have imagined, and they both left the campfire feeling a little bit lighter and a little bit happier.
