Hello everyone! I am back! As I said, I'm getting to your requests as quick as I can!

And speaking of requests here is one right now! This was requested by Demipride!

Pairing: Onesided Mizmy/Alastor

I do not own Hazbin Hotel or the characters, that/they were created by Vivienne Merando. And I do not own the rights to "When You're Good to Mama". That was written by Fred Ebb and John Kander.

Enjoy the song!

Chapter 17: When You're Good To Mama (Chicago)

It was one of the busiest nights at Mimzy's club. As usual, Alastor was there to support his dearest and longest friend. He always enjoyed her performances when they were alive, and still even in death. Coming was on of the highlights of his week! Though he did make sure to come at least twice a week. And how could he not? Mimzy was just a doll! He adored her! With decades of friendship why shouldn't he?

The club was packed full of Sinners. Like it was most nights. The stag's ears perked when he heard the announcer stepped onto the stage. He was a microphone demon. He was dressed in a black suit and tie. His head was shaped like a Superlux WH5 microphone.

"And now, ladies and gentlemen," He started to introduce. "The Keeper of the Keys, the Countess of the Clink. The Mistress of Murderers Row... Matron Mama Mimzy!"

The crowd cheered as the saw the silhouette of the flapper girl from behind the curtain. She stepped out, her face being covered by a large red feathery fan. She lightly fluttered it as she brought it down to reveal her face. She was wearing a classy red and gold dress. On top of her head was a matching lace headband. She was a small plump woman, but still a beauty.

"Ask any of the chickies in my pen." She smirked as she looked at the crowd. "They'll tell you I'm the biggest mother... hen."

The crowd whooped and whistle at her. Agreeing with what she was singing.

"I love them all and all of them love me,"

More cheers from the crowd. She made her way across the stage.

"Because the system works, the system called reciprocity!"

Her eye managed to catch sight of Alastor. She felt her heart leap seeing him. Without fail, he always manages to catch a show at her request. Or just to surprise her. She truly did love him. He lifted his glass of liquor up at her. Acknowledging that he was supporting her. His smile of genuine pleasure. His smile always made her weak in the knees. She was determined to make this a memorable show for him as well as the rest of the audience.

She made her way off the stage. She was going to dedicate this number to him. And maybe, just maybe, he'll get an idea on how much he means to her. Yes, Mimzy was very in love with Alastor. As many women are, but she had something that none of them did. A friendship and history when they were alive. She had hoped that he would come, and tonight, she was going to show him why she should be the gal of his dream. She strut across the stage.

"Got a little motto. Always sees me through," She smirked up at her announcer, who was seated in a side booth next to the stage, then back at the crowd. "When you're good to Mama. Mama's good to you!"

She made her way down off the stage. Swinging her hips as she did.

"There's a lot of favors I'm prepared to do."

Mimzy brushed her fan over mint-green male demon. He wore a pair of glasses, but his head was like floating green slime. He didn't have a neck to connect it to his body. The demon blushed and laughed as the feather's ticked his face.

"You do one for Mama, she'll do one for you!"

She made her way through the crowd, her sights on Alastor. She playfully bumped her hip against a male waiter.

"They say that life is tit for tat and that's the way I live!"

She flirtatiously leaned against another table, arching her back as she did so. The spun and shook her hips.

"So, I deserve a lot of tat, for what I've got to give!"

She finally made it up to where Alastor was sitting. The stag smiling at her. He lift his glass again in acknowledgement at her. Eager to see what she was going to happen next. Now it was no secret that Mimzy would pick a certain sinner to focus on and tease during her appearance. She stood up onto his table, so that way the crowd has a view of her due to her short size.

"Don't you know that this hand," She brought her left hand up, poking out of the feathers then flipped the fan to show her other hand, "Washes that one, too? When you're good to Mama, Mama's good to you!"

Alastor's seem to freeze when she reached into the creases of her breasts and pulled out a forest green fabric.

"If you want my gravy, pepper my ragù," She wrapped the fabric around the deer's neck, pulling his face towards her. "Spice it up for Mama."

She placed a kiss on his lips, causing a pop from his radio feedback. The crowd laugh as she pulled away. She winked at the crowd.

"She'll get hot for you!"

She got off the table and danced around her friend. The Radio Demon couldn't help but feel his face get red. He knew that she was incredibly flirty and had feeling for him... but he didn't think she would actually kiss him! He watched her as she continued.

"When they pass that basket, folks contribute to,"

A male demon held out some cash for her. She grabbed it, placing it the cash between her boobs.

"You put in for Mama. She'll put out for you!"

The crowd whooped as she sauntered in between the tables.

"The folks atop the ladder are the ones the world adores."

Two demons gripped her arms and helped her onto a table.

"So boost me up my ladder, kid," She turned to face the crowd once she was on top of the table. "And I'll boost you up yours!"

She stepped off the table and made her way over to Alastor. She caressed the shawl over his shoulders, running her fingers through his hair. She was mindful of his ears as she knew that they were a sensitive part of his body.

"Let's all stroke together, like the Princeton crew,"

Alastor stiffened when he felt her hand starting to go down lower.

"M-Mimzy, darling-"

"When you're strokin' Mama,"

Alastor squealed in surprised and embarrassment when she grabbed his crotch.

"Mama's strokin' you!"

She only squeezed once, kissing his cheek once again. She let go and make her way back up the stage, casting him a wink as she did. The Radio Demon's face was beet red now. His lowered in embarrassment as he did his best not to bury his face into his hands. How could Mimzy be so crass to him in such a way? Sure some harmless teasing was expected, but this went beyond what they normally did!

Mimzy arrived back on the stage, turn to the crowd.

"So what's the one conclusion I can bring this number to?"

She smirked then started shimming her hips again.

"When you're good to Mama!"

She caught Alastor's gaze and grinned back at him. She tossed the shawl towards him. It landing on top of his head. His antlers causing it to poke up, preventing it from lying flat completely. The Overlord parted the end pieces that obstructed his view. He looked up at the stage, seeing her smile at him.

"Mama's good to you!" She belted as she ended her song. She turned her back to the crowd, the stage lights turning off. "Ah yeah!"

Alastor was completely flustered. While he adored Mimzy, he did not appreciate what she just did! He was going to make sure that he spoke to her once she left for work. Mama Mimzy may be good for everyone else. But, romantically or sexually, she was not for him.

Well here are everyone! I'm sure Demipride had a different scenery in mind, but this was the best I could come up with!

I really look forward to the the show exploring Alastor and Mimzy's relationship! It is stated that Mimzy will be a vessel to explore Alastor's asexuality, so I'm really excited for when it comes out!

Now for all the other requests, I'll get to them as quick as I can! So I'll see you all in the next chapter!