Wheel of Morality Drabbles

#4

"Hello, everyone!" The aurthor said, smiling. "Now that I'm in this void of nothingness, I would like to say a few things. First, thank you so much for taking the time to read this and hope you're enjoying this so far! I might add these at the end of a real story one day! But, the thing is, I don't have much ideas for morals so it would be greatly appreciated if you could comment some suggestions—"

Wakko walked up to the authors right, grinning childishly. The author stared blankly at the child beside her. "Oh, hello," she said. "How did you get here?"

"Yakko said I get to spin the wheel of Morality this time!" Wakko cheered excitedly. He walked up to the wheel that just materialized into existence and spun it with enthusiasm. 

The wheel landed on number 8.

Wakko snatched the paper the wheel produced and read the moral out loud.

"If you see someone in a Mickey Mouse suit, run the other direction." He clapped his hands. Without warning, he jumped into the author's arms and gave her a huge kiss on the lips, catching her off guard. She held him bridal style as he beamed up at her cheekily. The author just stared for a moment, stunned, before turning back to the audience and smiling.

"Please send in suggestions," she said sheepishly.

Wakko looked around the void, his smiling fading. "Hey miss author lady, How do we get out of here?" He asked looking up at the author.

The author looked around. "Uuuuuummmm..."