A/N: Like the summery says, just a drabble/one-shot of Persian I really wanted to do. Seeing that I couldn't find a place in any of my stories, I just made this. This takes part in the episode "Enter Iris and Axew!"
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"You really think those three will be successful?"
"Who knows? But I do know that their presence will eventually force that secret organization of the Unova region out of the shadows."
Persian looked up at her trainer as he picked up his coffee and took a sip. The man grinned ear to ear as he beamed with confidence. Her trainer was Giovanni, a powerful human who was the head of Team Rocket. The one next to him was his secretary, a purple-haired female human who was named Matori. Persian wasn't really into her. Deciding she wanted her master's attention, she sat up from where she lay and neared him.
"Master! Master!" she meowed.
Giovanni, of course not able to understand, ignored her and continued his brief conversation with Matori. Persian wasn't offended. They spent years together, since when Persian was a Meowth training under a young Giovanni. Never once did they abandon each other; Master would always take care of her. And even though it may not seem like it to some, the cat was as hardened as her trainer and was used to being hated. Giovanni's other Pokémon hated her for being the favorite; lesser Rocket Pokémon because she was better than them; and the imprisoned for obvious reasons.
The Classy Cat Pokémon was not affected with seeing abused Pokémon. As long as she wasn't the experiment, she would never care about them. And as long as she served Master, she would never be an experiment.
She left her thoughts for a moment to pick up a few more words of Master and Matori's conversation. She didn't understand all of it, but she got the gist. Persian smiled. Master had plans… She liked it when he had a plan, it meant something interesting was about to happen.
Caught up in her thoughts once again, she chuckled as Matori calmly left the room, leaving trainer and Pokémon alone. The pet quickly registered the door clicking as it closed, where she took it as her cue that Giovanni was all hers again. She let out a needy meow. This time Giovanni heard her.
He looked down at her curiously before smiling. "Do you want a rub?"
Persian meowed again and neared even more. Giovanni reached out and gave her a deep scratch next to her beautiful red jewel. The cat immediately began purring very loudly and closed her eyes in comfort. Yes, no matter what, Persian would stay beside Giovanni's side. He gave her too much amusement and comfort, there was too much trust, and maybe she owed him for saving her life all those years ago…
Her master moved on to scratching behind her ears as the cat heavily leaned on his knees. After all, she was his precious jewel.