You: (shows lizard to little siblings) This is Candy.

Little Brother: I like candy

You: I'm glad you do. Candy is mine now.

Later that night

lizard: AAAAAAAAAH (idk how  a lizard screams in terror)

You: (wakes up) Wha... wait WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO CANDY?!?!?!?

Little Brother: (trying to eat lizard) It's candy. I like candy! But not this type. This type doesn't taste good.

You: (facepalm) candy was the name of the lizard. It's not actually a peice of candy.

Lizard: (dies of terror)

You: My lizard... YOU KILLED MY LIZARD!!!!!

A while later

You: I GOT A NEW LIZARD!! YES!! And it doesnt have a confusing name! Everybody this is Rock.

Siblings: Okay. (go do whatever)

Next morning

You: Wait. Where's my lizard?

Little Sister: Rocks don't belong in houses. They belong outside.

You: OH NO (runs outside)

Neighbors's Dog: Ruf!! (tears apart lizard and eats it)

You: (screams loudly)

Parents: What? What's wrong? Is somebody hurt? Do we need to go to the hospital?

You: The.. The.. THAT DOG IS EATING MY LIZARD! (sobs)

Parents: (sigh) You're obviously not responsible enough to have a lizard. We're not getting you a new one.

You: D:<