It was supposed to be a quiet evening. Rex, the loyal dog, stared at his Steam library, tail wagging gently. Whiskers, the sleek and sly cat, perched beside him, flicking his tail lazily as they scrolled through their list of games.

But something felt... off.

Rex tilted his head. "Hey, Whiskers... Have you noticed anything strange with the library lately?"

Whiskers squinted at the screen. The games that once sat proudly in their collection had changed. A new batch had appeared—games with names like Furry Fable, Wolf's Run, and Fur Frenzy. Each one had an avatar of a furry creature staring back at them, their glowing eyes almost mocking.

"What the—?" Whiskers hissed, his fur standing on end. "The Furries! They've infiltrated our Steam library!"

Rex's hackles rose. "They’re messing with our profile! And they’ve made it private!"

As the two stared in horror, the profile went from public to locked, preventing anyone from seeing their glorious achievements. The Steam library, once a place of pride, was now overrun by pixelated wolves, foxes, and even a bear or two.

"We have to stop them before this gets worse!" Rex growled.

Whiskers nodded. "I’ve got an idea. Follow my lead."

The pair dove into the Steam profile's core settings, their avatars shifting into action mode. The Furries had taken over, turning the library into a maze of furry-themed games. Each one was designed to be more absurd than the last, and with every new furry game that appeared, the profile went deeper into lockdown.

Rex leaped into Furry Fable, growling as his avatar crashed through the pixelated landscape. The game immediately tried to glitch him out, but Rex was ready. He had claws, and he wasn’t afraid to use them.

Meanwhile, Whiskers sneaked into Wolf's Run, his avatar moving silently through the shadows. "I’ve got this. Time to disrupt their system from the inside."

With a quick swipe of his paw, Whiskers triggered a series of codes that began to scramble the furry avatars within the games. One by one, their forms flickered, their power draining as their game worlds began to crumble.

"Rex!" Whiskers shouted, watching the first game glitch away. "It’s working! Keep going!"

Rex barked, charging forward. He unlocked Fur Frenzy, where dozens of oversized foxes and rabbits were bouncing around, trying to block his path. Rex snapped his jaws, clearing the way, until he reached the core of the game—an enormous furry avatar, larger than any other.

It was the leader. The King of Furries.

With one powerful bite, Rex shattered the avatar’s glowing mask, sending sparks flying everywhere. The entire game began to collapse into static.

"Now, Whiskers!" Rex barked.

With a flick of his tail, Whiskers tapped a few rapid keys, and the Steam profile’s privacy settings began to revert back to normal. The library was finally accessible again, and the private lock lifted. The Furries, their games collapsing one by one, were banished from the profile.

As the last of the furry avatars flickered and disappeared, Rex and Whiskers stood victorious, breathing heavily but satisfied. The Steam profile was back to its former glory—public, pristine, and free of furry interference.

Whiskers stretched, his tail flicking with a smirk. "Not bad for a cat and a dog, huh?"

Rex wagged his tail in agreement. "We make a pretty good team."

With their Steam library restored and their profiles open for all to see, Rex and Whiskers shared a look of mutual respect.

The Furries would not be back. Not on their watch.