>"...socks, Anonymous?"
>She scratches at a hoof.
"Yes, Luna. They will become a trend if you wear them."
>She smiles at this idea.
>"This is good. I might be able to appeal to my subjects again. Sister knows I need more support."
>She scratches again.
>"But why must they be so irritating to the skin, Anonymous?"
"The itching is just part of the process, Luna. Trust me, it'll be worth it."
>She cocks her head to the side.
>"If you say so, Anonymous. I put my trust in your word."
>She and you left the room to go out in public, Luna ready to show off her new socks.
>You were hoping that if ponies saw one of their princesses in socks, they'd start wearing them more often.
>That was an idea you couldn't pass up.
>And Luna had been all the more willing when you told her it'd be trendy.
>Now that she was going out with them on, all you had to do was sit back and watch the magic happen.