Despite what I'm posting lately I do actually write some original characters!
However, as a fan of Louis I thought this could be fun, although it has probably been done before.
It's based on a 7yr old Louis in his parents' house in the 70's. Programme dates have been changed for my cheating convenience...
Mrs Tinner's ready.
LouisIn hushed tones into his tape recorder) I assumed it would be the usual meat and two veg dish as international cuisine had yet to make an impact on the Theroux household.
Mrs T:Are you talking to your imaginary friends again Lulu?
Louis: (Laughs nervously and cleans his glasses) So Mrs Theroux, is serving dinner at the same time each day one of the rituals passed down by previous generations? Or have you explored newer concepts?
Mrs T: Stop all that nonsense and call me mum or I'll tan your backside young man!
LouisTo recorder) Mrs T had threatened violence before, but it was hard to tell when it would escalate to actual beatings so I decided to play along.
(To his mum) Sorry Mum. Can I have an orange soda stream with dinner please?
Mr T: (shouts out from the other room) Whether you can or cannot is irrelevant son, the question is 'May you have a drink?' (to Mrs T) Get me a can while you're there love.
Louis: (to recorder) An uneventful dinner followed and I began to relax in the company of this mostly genial couple. Until it came to the TV choices for the evening. During my time here it soon became apparent that this was the most contentious part of the day.
(to his mum) May I watch Top of the Pops mum?
Mrs T: No. I'm watching Upstairs Downstairs. Such a lovely house.
Mr T:The Entertainers is on ITV in a minute. So unless either of your programmes have got a lot funnier in the last week we're watching that!
Mrs T:Leonard it's my turn – you've already watched Benny Hill this week.
Louisstarts to storm out - and shouts). I hate you both. (then quietly) How does that make you feel?
Doorbell rings
Mr T:Less of your lip and answer the door!
Louis answers door and looks up to see man in suit.
Man:Hello, we're making a new series called 7up and are looking for some children to film every 7 years until we're decommissioned. We'll ultimately destroy the lives of half of them by pointing out the futility of their choices, and smugly predicting what they'll be when they grow up. The other, more stupid half, will relish being on the telly, thus paving the way for a future filled with vacuous reality TV stars, who everyone will say they hate even though some of them must be watching. Are you interested?
Louis:No thanks – I don't want to know what I'll be when I grow up!
Shuts door in producer's face.
(to recorder) Note to self. Cut that last bit out as it's not in keeping with the rest of the day.
THE END
(ooh - bit of satire, only 30 years too late )
I'd like to see more scenes of Louis in day to day life. But if no-one agrees I'll just write them myself until he gets some kind of injunction out against me.