“As a changeling that has had to monitor mining changelings, I can safely say foil is metal.” I unwrapped whatever the heck was in the microwave, to find… a burnt piece of microwaveable cake. “You ponies are dumb. If there was a fire, I’m pretty sure any changeling would immediately rush to put it out… Probably. I think some of us are pretty stupid, too.” I looked at the cookbook, reading the ingredients, before nodding. 