mammon usually took money from whoever was willing to give him, he'd spend all his like the smart guy he is. it was friday evening and mammon was asking around the brothers in the mansion for spare change, like always they werent willing too until he noticed you were in the house.

he'd do this thing alot when you'd have money stashed in your back pocket or front pockets, he'd never let you take it by yourself her shove his hands in you're pockets feeling around even though he found the money.

you were baking in the kitchen since beel was hungry whipping up some batter before a someone tapped you on your shoulder, you whipped your head back to be face to face with mammon as he had a shit eating grin on his face. "got grimm?" he muttered tilting his head as u sighed and nodded gesturing to your back pocket of your jeans. he was feeling around until literally 10 minutes passed you looked back at him with a glare and her shrugged.

"what?..m'lookin f'the money thas all" he spoke snorting