POLL: My Brother Made Me Leave A Movie Theater Because I Got A Pickle, Who’s The A-Hole?

Here is a personal, 'Am I The A-Hole' from when I was 9 years old... About a PICKLE...

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I have one older brother who's 4 years apart from me in age. Like most older brothers he could pick on me or boss me around as much as he wanted, especially when my parents were out of sight.

One time when he was 13 and I was 9 my dad took us to see a movie at Bassett Place, sometime in the 90s. Ever since we were little my brother has hated pickles, which I knew all about. It was like his kryptonite.

So after we buy our tickets I asked my dad if he would get me a packaged pickle from the concession stand. Instantly my brother gives a look of concern but doesn't say anything. Meanwhile, on the inside I am giddy knowing how uncomfortable this is already making him.

After we make our way into the theater and find our seats, my brother insists that my dad sits between us so he doesn't have to look at the pickle. I don't mind, but as soon as I open my pickle and start taking a few bites my brother says he can still smell it and insists I move seats. After arguing for a bit, my dad says I should move until I finish eating my pickle and then I can come back.

At this point, my 9-year-old self is angry and hurt that I can't sit with my family to finish my pickle. Even though I knew the pickle was making him mad I still wanted to enjoy it because I thought it was delicious.

My brother says he can still smell the pickle even after I moved seats. We get into a huge fight and he tells me to go outside the theater to eat my pickle. Flustered and crying I run to the lobby, accidentally dropping my pickle on the way out. I feel like my brother should have dealt with it, even though I knew he hated pickles.

So I'm wondering who's the A-Hole in this situation?

Edit: the movie was a daytime matinee and no one else was there to witness this atrocity.