Hmmm.. This (copy from my post on another forum) Happened:
Today I braved walmart and they had only one betta boy left, healthy and in a cup that must have been 1/2 gallon! There was a sign for crowntails too. They were $5.49. There was only room to store about 10 betta cups at a time, and away in the place the employees stand (even though there were no employees in sight) so stupid people couldn't put them together! I really wanted that little guy and I cryed afterward, because even though my mom admitted to me she knew that he wouldn't be a problem and that she wouldn't even notice him because he would be in my room and that I had enough cash for him, a 1 gallon tank, food, and dechlorinator, and I alreaddy have gravel and silk plants, she forbade me to buy him. She said if I even tryed to they would take Oslo away. (who isn't a problem at all, btw, even though they started threatening to give him away when they said before that I could keep him forever.) Oslo is my baby so I didn't dare try to take the little brown veil tail. When I made her come and look at him, she said "He either thinks you have food or he wants to fight you." when he swam up to me and danced around, but he wasn't flairing.
Every time I mention another animal my mom and stepdad get very tense and nervous and snappy and imedatly change the subject by accusing me and making me feel really bad. That or they just pertend like they never heard me and stare me down. Every time I cautiously come up to them and in a soft tone ask them if they could please explain why they don't want me to have anything living that requires care, even a very small potted cactus, they get really mad, and say "Because that is just one more thing to care for." And then I point out that I have hours of free time I spend drawing or reading the same would be boring books I have read 4 times before. They quickly end the coversation.
they also had $10 aquaveiws, I almost bought one to keep for when they finally crack, if ever.