Dead Children in the House

My brother and I don't get a long very well.

We are even uncomfortable willingly touching each other; ie pat on the back, high fives, casual gestures of human contact. We can hold decent conversations, but when it comes to anime or video games, I don't want to listen. I can do that with anyone else no problem.

He shows me stuff and I don't want to watch, I do in return and he doesn't want to either. Sometimes there's mutual things we can show each other things we want to see/hear it.

We fight, verbally. Never physical because he outweighs me and I've had breathing problems when he fell on me before. My mom always cuts in saying, "Why are you yelling?!" because she doesn't want the yelling to continue regardless of what the content was.

We don't get along well but we still tolerate each other and even joke about it existentially.

When my brother was going to move in with me because we was starting college, the first thing my mom declared was, "I don't want you two to be fighting all the time. I don't want to see any dead children in the house when I come home."

We looked at each other, smiled and replied, "Who said it had to be us?"

[evil chuckle]

I love my brother... he's angry and mean but throw a stuffed tiger his way and he enjoys the tiger... and he doesn't like being touched.