"Hello, princesss. I am Sir Real, at your humble service," Discord, or now, Sir Real happily said to the princesses, more specifically to the older one, the stricter one, in his opinion.
"We know your feeble tricks, Discord. Don't even try to fool us." Surprisingly, this was the younger sister, Luna.
Sir Real was a tiny bit offended at this remark, and tried to make himself look as if he were crying as possible, and even got a clawkerchief (most ponies reffered to it as a hoofkerchief, but he of course had claws, not hooves) out of his pocket for a more dramatic effect.
"Come on Discord, it's time to stop it now. I sometimes still consider to this day to actually turn you to stone. That wasn't just play talk." It was the older one this time.
Sir Real was actually a bit surprised at this, stopped crying, and put the kerchief away.
"What!? But, why? I'm better now! Why, I've even changed my name to Sir Real, and everything! Why?," he frantically asked.
"You heard what I just said. Discord, are you trying to trick us?"
"Please, just call me Sir Real, not my old name, Discord. And no, I'm not trying to trick you guys again! See, I'm even wearing a fancy suit, and am now Sir Real to prove it!," he quickly replied.
"Okay Sir Real, but we need further proof. Though needs to start talking in a normal tone, and stop yelling. If you can do that, then perhaps we shall believe you," Luna kindly said to calm him down.
"Fine fine. I'm talking like normal now."
Then, Discord realized something, and actually listened to something that was a ligitiment fact for once, if from his own mind. He didn't really feel like himself in this moment. He really wanted to get something out of nowhere by the snap of his fingers, or make some flying pigs (he tucked that thought away as a good idea), or do something crazy. So he just instantly left the idea of being Sir Real, but first had to finish his good impression to be sneaky.
"Good day, fair princesses. Now I must go."
Just after he left, the princesses just stared, gawking at the place that he had just been, for this was nothing like the Discord-no, Sir Real that they knew at all. But then they both started giving small smiles to each other, for they thought that he was maybe starting to reform now.