DRABBLE SEVEN: TOP DOG
Dudley didn't like playdates. Other children took all of the attention away from him and none of the grownups even did anything about it! He was forced to play with these other children and Dudley usually resorted to growling, his face set into a permanent scowl, to get the other child to back down.
One such playdate occurred on a Friday morning. Dudley's father had gone to work and his mother had decided to arrange a meeting with one of the affluent families who lived in Little Whinging. Petunia planned to gossip with Patricia over tea and fluffy scones whilst their two little boys played happily in the living room. She would praise her own family and make Patricia feel inferior to her, as her family could not live up to the Dursley standards.
The child that Dudley was playing with was named Adrian, and as soon as the boys' mothers had moved over to the kitchen area, Dudley decided that he would have to show this Adrian that he was in charge around the household and that any visitors would have to give him everything he wanted.
Stabbing a finger towards the ball that Adrian had brought along with him, Dudley cried: "Ball! Mine!"
His chunky hands snatched the ball clean from Adrian's small ones and as the other boy cried, Dudley stared at the multi-coloured ball in awe. Their mothers rushed over and it was at that moment that everything worked out in Dudley's favour. Adrian snatched his ball back from the bigger boy's hands and Dudley let out a gasp, looking up.
Patricia was narrowing her eyes down at her son. "Adrian! You don't snatch! Dudley was only looking at your ball! Oh dear!"
Petunia bent down and fussed over her own son, as Dudley squeezed out a few tears, a gleeful smile onto his face as he was given the ball back.