As things calm down and the sun gets lower, I head back to my shop. On my way there I notice a small turtle-duck laying in the street and pick it up, "Well aren't you cute," I say, taking the thing home. (My image of it makes me think of a platypus with a shell) I set my weaponry on the table and head to the back room, I pick up a seemingly normal sword and hit a switch on it's hilt and watch as the hilt extends into a long handle and the blade folds out and in on itself until it becomes an double-sided battle axe. I hold up the weapon in front of the turtle-duck, "It may look impressive, but it's liable to break in the middle of a battle, I'm not sure how much impact it can take or if it will remain sharp after transforming a couple times," I then hit another switch and watch the blade reforms into a great sword and the handle becomes a hilt again, he then takes the hilt and twists it around and puts it in place, "Besides, it changes to slow and is likely to get someone killed while they wait on the new weapon to form."
I then take the baby turtle-duck and put it into a terrarium for it to live in, "Sleep tight little turtle-duck."