Bunnies -- oh heck yeah I've seen Monty Python & the Holy Grail! >:D (see also icon.) Most of the bunnies I've encountered around here are several orders of magnitude less dangerous than that one, though.
I'm sorry to hear that you and Genesis don't get along -- I wonder if on some level he might be jealous of who you are? Speaking as an introvert who can only stare in bemusement as her little brother charms the socks off anyone within 3 minutes of meeting them, who really really wishes she had any clue how to be more like that -- I can see Genesis envying you your friendly, outgoing, personable nature and not liking how he sees himself in comparison?
For all that psychiatrists try to say there's nothing wrong with being an introvert, the entire rest of the world is wired to assume that extroversion is both the 'normal' state of being and the 'healthy' state of being, so introverts are defined as pitiable and damaged in everything ranging from textbooks to news articles to fiction. And intelligence and force of will aren't enough to make anyone suddenly able to magically flip a switch and change the inherent nature of how they react to the world and how they respond to social events. After 30mumble years of trying really damn hard, I can impersonate an extrovert for small bursts of time, not well enough to fool anyone but well enough to 'synch' my energy expressions with the extroverted-normals for the space of a meeting at work. It'll never be easy or natural to me. To my brother, it's like breathing -- it's not only easy and natural, it's fundamental to how he interacts with the world. I envy him how easy it is for him, and how many doors he'll have opened to him in his life because of that difference in how our minds are wired. But he's still my brother, and I still love him, even though I'm jealous. (At the same time, little brother tells me he wishes he'd had any clue how to tap into the introvert's braniac thing I did to get the straight-As I got in school, so I guess the jealousy goes both ways sometimes...)
*er yeah, it's late, my ramble switch goes off easier when it gets late.* XD But you remind me a lot of my brother, between the charm and the athleticism and the friendliness and the loyalty. And Genesis reminds me a lot of me, between the intellectual traits and the perfectionism and the temper (and yes, even the red hair).
My brother and I fought like cats and dogs when we were kids, and we have kind of an uneasy truce now. If we hadn't been born in the same family, we wouldn't even be friends. But I'm hoping to fix that some if I can pull off my extrovert impression and keep trying to meet him on his own turf, where he's comfortable. (Now if only his most comfortable turf wasn't "a sports bar after midnight with at least three shots of something that tastes like paint stripper sent down the throats of everyone in the group"... XD)
oh - speaking of something that tastes like paint stripper! ^_~ Yeah, I'm not so much with the wanting hair on my chest thing. I do like chiles when you take the seeds out, so most of the capsaicin's gone and it's mostly just spicy-fruit-tasting, but (being a redhead) I just don't go for mouth napalm. (There's even a study that says redheads don't do as well with mouth pain and try to avoid dentists because of it! XD Over here. I guess that means someone other than Genesis and the Wers' Schuldigs should be your front-guys for the dentist's runs, yeah? --I never quite got into WK fandom enough to keep all the names straight, but IIRC Schuldig was the redhead?)
*yeah, should stop blathering now, but you're really easy to chat with -- I keep running on at the mouth, or at the fingers anyway. Thanks for being patient with me!*