Dia meets Artia

It was Saturday late afternoon, when I realized I had to buy some groceries before the shops close. I forgot my cotton bag, so I had to buy their paper one. As it was raining, I held all of my groceries in one hand, and a pink frilly umbrella (which I luckily didn't forget!) in the other. When I was walking down the street, I noticed something lying next to a trash can. I was afraid it was a cat, so I came closer to examine it. I quickly realized it was not a living animal, but a stuffed one. A bunny, to be exact. I sighed with relief, but noticed how bad was the condition of a plushie. It was missing one arm, an eye, and it's head was torn apart. Also it must have been lying like that for some time already, as it was soaking wet. It made me feel bad, so I decided to take it and repair that poor thing. It made a disgusting sloppy noise when picked up, and made my hand all black from dirt.

I came to my house quickly and went to bathroom right away. I placed my guest in a sink and washed it (and my hands). Then I squeezed it to get rid of water, took a towel and started drying it delicately. I took a little comb and fixed its fur, then sat on a chair in living room and used my sewing kit to attach pink, floral fabric I had at home to fix its head and arm. I also added a button for an eye. I smiled softly.
"There. Are you feeling better?"
"I do, thank you very much!"
I freezed, looking at it. I must be very tired... I shaked head and put it on a table, then turned around to leave to my bedroom.
"Hey!" - I heard behind me. - "You are not going to introduce yourself?!"
"Introduce... myself? To a toy..?"
"I am not a toy! My name is Artia, and I am a fairy!" The bunny sat on a table and pouted.
"A fairy." I sat near the table again, poking it delicately with a finger. "And where is your human-like posture, small size, little wings and your magical dust?"
"Well, I was cursed in a form of stuffed animal, because I have a thing to do! But if you help me, I will eventually return to my previous form!"
"A thing? And why would I help you?"
"You fixed my body, and offered me a piece of your belonging!" - Artia pointed at fabric I added. -

"You are now bound with a contract. And our goal is to purify one million souls!"

"Wait, what? How? Also... one million? What did you do, to deserve such punishment?!"

"It doesn't matter! I have a thing to do, and you, a magical girl, will help me!"

"It really sound sketchy, you know..."

"It really, really, really doesn't matter!" - Artia stood up angrily. In a form of a stuffie it looked kinda adorable. - "I am your contractor, and you will have to help me... unless you want to be stuck in a similiar form!"

"Wait, what?! Are you threating me now?"

"Yes, exactly. So are you in, or are you out?!"

"Do I really look like I have a choice...?"

"Very well! But for your first quest... bring me cookies!" 

And from that day, I was bound by a contract with a cheeky stuffed fairy, who despite having no stomach was devouring every food containing sugar in her sight.