[ WP ] Ten months after giving birth to Jesus , Gabriel visits Mary again to announce that she will soon give birth to God 's only daughter .

First time.... My semi python version.: ) 
 
 Dusk had sank dark and purple into a star speckled sky of black. Mary had retired to the soft glow of the fire where a few flat rounds of bread were baking on a hot stone. She sat peaceful and quite around the crude stone hearth as she rocked her baby boy in his wooden cradle. 
 
 Her gentle hums came to an end as the walls of the primitive mud house began to shake. She leaped to grab her son from his cradle and covered him with her long shall as bits of hay and twigs fell down on top of their heads. 
 
 A vivid light broke in the middle of the hut. Rays of gold and starlight burst out from a singular point. They felt warm and comforting as a mild summer day. Before her a great godly horn blew the cries of the heaven. A man clad in linen that glittered in many colors when he moved broke froward from the intense halo of light. Songs of angelic voices dissipated and the great light about the figure dimmed permitting Mary to see the angle Gabriel standing once more before her. 
 
 `` Mary,'' his voice wonderful and frightening. `` Hail, blessed are you with god on high. Blessed are you among women whom he chose to bring his only son to earth. Blessed are you once more in favor high for a daughter shall be born to you-,'' 
 
 `` What?'' Gabriel paused his horn lowering slightly from his lips. He waited looking out at the kneeling woman with god's child cradled in her arms. 
 
 `` Hear my words for they are true and from our father in heaven.'' He paused to ensure that she could hear him. `` Blessed are you once more, Mary mother of Jesus, for in favor you are with our god on high and a daughter he will give to you-'' 
 
 `` No,'' Mary's cry came out clear. 
 
 `` What?'' Gabriel withdrew the theatrics. The bright starlight vanished leaving them in the low light of the cooking fire. No more songs were sung nor horns blown as he stood looking at a scowling, red faced Mary. 
 
 `` No. I wo n't do it.'' Mary cried loud. 
 
 `` What do you mean you wo n't do it?'' 
 
 `` I wo n't do it,'' she had begun to bounce the squirming, gurgling child. 
 
 `` What? Why not?'' Gabriel struggled to speak. 
 
 `` Listen. Perhaps a year ago. You know, when you came in here singing with your fancy horn and saying all those wonderful things about'god favoring me' and so forth it had worked. But not this time.'' She tossed her head at him. `` No not again. It has been nothing but trouble.'' 
 
 `` But it is the child of god-'' 
 
 `` Child of god!'' She gave him a mocking laugh. `` Yeah and I thought you said you were going to explain that Joseph.'' She paused glowering at him. `` He does n't seem to recall that conversation and has the suspicion that the miller and I had some extramarital experience.'' 
 
 Gabriel stood silent as Mary began pacing before him. `` You did n't even make him look like me.'' She had begun to shout. `` My husband has dark brown hair. I have dark brown hair. We both have olive skin. You give me a nearly blonde child with freaky green eyes.'' 
 
 `` He is the son of our lord,'' Gabriel tried to cut in. 
 
 `` Son of god, son of god.'' She threw her arms about. Jesus wailed at each of Mary's movements. `` Where was god during those three days of labor? Son of god. Where was he to explain this to my husband? Where is the money?'' 
 
 `` What money?'' Gabriel choked. 
 
 `` What money? Exactly. It costs to raise a kid. Oh angle of the lord. You know how much food is? You know how much it costs to go to temple and so he is raised as instructed by the command of our lord? A lot!'' 
 
 `` But you were given gifts of Frankincense and Myrrh-.'' 
 
 `` We ran through that in the first few months.'' She shouted over him. `` Meanwhile you have us fleeing to Egypt. Hiding out from crazy man. I mean really, can our god not stop him? We had a nice home in Bethlehem. Why ca n't he smite him or something?'' 
 
 `` It does n't work that way,'' Gabriel retorted. 
 
 `` Well it should. You drop the son of god on me and then you do nothing else and expect me to get him to manhood. Now you want to drop his daughter on me too? No. I am not going to do it.'' 
 
 `` But our lord chose you. You must-'' 
 
 `` I must what? Listen Gabriel. My body is mine and I can choose to have a child of god in it or not. I am not going through all that again. Joseph would divorce me for sure.'' 
 
 `` Are you serious?'' Gabriel's voice flew up an octave. 
 
 `` Yes I am. I'm not doing it.'' She turned from him swaying Jesus before putting him back down in his tiny wooden crib. `` And tell god he better make it rain some gold pieces or something. Egypt is more expensive than Bethlehem. I wont cover all his schooling myself.'' Mary took her seat once more next to the hearth. Gabriel stayed, open mouthed staring at her. 
 
 `` What?'' Mary hissed noticing the angle was still in her home. `` I have said my peace. Be gone.'' She waved him away. `` Come back when you have some gold coins for me.'' 
 
 Gabriel stumbled as if drunk on a strong mead from the small hut. His head was swimming with what he would tell god.'Sorry your infinite holiness. She just does n't want to?' He held his hand to his head and rubbed a budding throbbing spot in the front. `` God is not going to like this. I just hope he does n't flood everything again.''
