Meowth Master. That name made Heath think of Meowth, Persian, and other cat-like Pokémon. After all, they were all cats, and a Delcatty or something would have worked too. Still, considering that this was a massage service, Heath was quite curious about what Pokémon the Meowth Masters coming to provide it would be.
Yes, all the masseurs the Meowth Master service provided were Pokémon. Heath was certain of that. It was hardly strange, either; he had already learned this while browsing the forums before. Heath did not think it was anything particularly outlandish. After all, this was the world of Pokémon, where all sorts of Pokémon provided all sorts of services. There were even Pokémon that cooked, let alone Pokémon that offered home massage services.
"Huh? I heard someone knocking!" Zoroark grew excited. She had already heard the knock, and Heath let her go open the door without comment. His lower back and shoulders were aching a little now, too, so getting a massage would be quite nice. He was very much looking forward to it himself.
"You're the, uh... Meowth... Meowth Masters?" Zoroark eagerly opened the door, but Heath immediately noticed her voice stiffen. He could not help looking up curiously, wanting to see what had happened to leave her like that. When he raised his head, he saw several extremely muscular figures walk in, leaving him completely stunned for a moment.
The first to enter was a Meowth Master over two meters tall, who even had to bend at the waist and knees to get through the door—Pangoro.
Heath was dumbfounded at the sight. Good grief, even Pangoro counted as a Meowth Master? Still, on closer thought, its name meant "rogue panda," and the word for panda included "cat," so calling it a Meowth Master did not seem