"Well," Manny said, "I fancy morphing into... a bird!"
"A bird?" Margaret and ANdrew said at once.
"Yup." Manny said. "A bird. I've always fancied flying in the sky, flapping my wings."
Even more so, Andrew's favourite book was 'Hey, Al', about a man called Al and his dog Eddie who go to a tropical island in the sky, and soon afterwards, started transforming into birds.
And you know the tfing into birds thing?
That was what was gonna be happening to Manny!!!
"Go for it, Dad!" Andrew said.
Without a second thought, Manny stripped off his clothes, every last one of them, leaving himself naked as the day he was born.
He looked down at his hands, or, more likely, what HAD been his hands.
"Oh my goodness!" Exclaimed Manny. "I'm turning into a bird!"
Indeed. His eyes were a little beady, his nose a bit beak-like.
Wings sprouted, tail feathers plumed.
Within seconds, Manny was a giant bird.