The Venture Bros Oneshot Collection

Are You Happy? (Byron Orpheus x Reader)

The Order of the Triad was attempting to stop Torrid from opening the gates of hell, quite miserably.  Al had yelled for Torrid to stop, while the remainder of the Triad prepared for the inevitable. It was going to be their last fight, as the portal to the underworld was opening, chaos only meant to come out of the portal itself.  

Torrid was thrown into the portal to hell, much to the horror of the Triad, and they were left with a Cthulhu creature.  It took no time grabbing the Blackula hunter, and it's power only seemed to increase with the fire spell that Orpheus threw to aid his friend.  All bets were off, until they heard the impending patter of hooves drawing towards the creature.  

The group felt panic in a variety of forms, Byron feeling his chest tighten in worry for his friend specifically.  His lips wore a frown as he tried to push his thoughts to a solution, while his friend screamed for the remainder of the Triad to simply kill him.  The Cthulhu creature used one tentacle to thrash the Blackula hunter around, his screams comparable to the tortured screams of a human soul beyond the barrier, in hell itself.  

The Cthulhu creature reached out for the other two, getting close to Byron Orpheus as the hoof patter was growing close.  The elder necromancer's eyes grew wide, fear engulfing the man. He did not run, nor move an inch, completely frozen in place by the impending thought that he was going to die.  This would be the end of the Triad, all in this moment, where the portal of Hell would rein much more torment than simply the Cthulhu creature that would wipe out the three.  

His eyes finally closed for impact, but after a few moments, there was no impact.  The world was simply calm once more, despite footsteps and voices. Cautiously, the man allowed his eyes to open once more, relief washing over his body as he noticed that the Cthulhu had been slain.  His calmness turned to seething as his eyes landed upon the man that stole his beautiful wife, having to hold back every word that he wished to say to his savior.  

"Aye, you alright?" he heard the voice of what sounded like a female to his right.  

His eyes turned to the sound of the voice, and as his gaze landed upon her, he suddenly felt bashful.  She had beautiful y/h/c hair, and soft y/e/c eyes, paired with a gentle sense of worry against her features.  Through all of the time that he had known his student, the man who had stolen his wife, he never saw the girl that stood before him.  

"Your friend was dead," The Outrider said nonchalantly, throwing his hand up in a dismissive tone as he was mounting his horse once more.  "He should be fine. You coming, Y/N?"

"I think I'll stay in this dimension for a bit," she replied warmly.  "It's been a while, after all."

The Outrider chuckled at her response, shaking his head gently as he waved, leaving her with the Blackula Hunter who was coming to, as well as two very confused looking elder men.  

"You can't tell me that the wretched fool is cheating on my ex wife," Byron said bitterly, his senses coming back to him now after seeing how friendly the two of them were together.  

She, on the other hand, was finally getting a good look at the elder necromancer, her lips curling into a smile as she concealed a little bit of blush upon her face.  At his comment, she simply rolled her eyes, saying, "Me and Outrider? God, no. Not my type." 

"Girl, you're crazy," Al snickered with a smile.  "He was cute." 

"What is wrong with you?" Byron said in horror towards his friend, his aggravation towards the Outrider incredibly apparent in his tone.  After she had already crossed her arms, standing expectantly at the man, he had finally remembered that the mystery woman was still there.  "Who are you?"