It was Friday, and it was your turn to bring Leonard back home. He was a lizard, why was every student who had taken him home so hyped about him?

You placed his cage in your room, silent as always. You never talked, not in class, not at home. Not expecting much, really. After a while, you got bored of staring at a lizard and proceeded to do some silent sketching, when...

"Hey, kid, those are actually nice." The. Lizard. Talked. He had escaped his cage and climbed up to your desk, and TALKED.