A/N: Hey, people! I'm sorry it took me so long to update this, but this story is my least popular so I've been working on my other ones first.

I really liked how this final chapter turned out. I hope you guys will think it was worth the wait. It's defiantly my favorite chapter in this fic.

For those of you who have 2 hearts with Luke in the game, I think you'll recognize a scene in this chapter. I used almost the same dialogue they use in the game when Luke gives you honey. Like I said in my Author's Note in the first chapter, in my game Luke came to give me honey in the middle of a typhoon, which is what I modeled this story after. Funny thing, actually, because when he came to give me the second gift at 4 hears in the game, it was raining. I feel like every time he comes to visit me there's bad weather, haha!

So I hope everyone likes the final chapter of Luke's Gift!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harvest Moon: Animal Parade. Duh.

For a while I just laid there, staring into the rushing water where the honey had fallen, like if I stared at it long enough the jar would just float out of the water and back into my hands.

Yeah, right.

Ok, this totally sucks! I mean, I spent all my money on that stupid thing! And then the stupid island just had to get hit by a stupid typhoon! And then I had to drop the stupid jar of honey into the stupid river. Stupid!

Another flash of lightning and the roar of thunder interrupted my mental rant. Oh, right, I should get away from the water…

I forced myself to get up, look away from the roaring river (dude, the honey isn't coming back!) and I shakily ran over the bridge to the other side. There I sank against the high wall of a cliff, trying my best to ignore the storm and think.

Ok, no honey, no gift. No gift, no happy girl. No happy girl, no happy Luke. That's how it worked. So, the way I saw it, that equation (wow, I'm really starting to sound like Phoebe) only worked if I had honey. It was like, the fuel or something. Yeah, that's it. The fuel. Ok, so all I needed was honey! If I got honey, there would be a gift, a happy girl, and a happy Luke. Perfect, right?

No, not right! Because where am I supposed to get a new jar of honey in the middle of a typhoon? The general store was bound to be closed this early in the morning, not like I had any money anyways. Maybe someone in Harmonica Town had some? No, I didn't have enough time to run into town! No one would be outside, anyways.

I ran out of ideas. Even my overly creative mind couldn't come up with anything. I let out a sigh of defeat, not audible over the howling wind, and stood up. Maybe if I just visited Elana… there's no point in going home now anyways. I checked my watch. 5:44.

BOOM!

BANG!

Bandana soaked, spirits dropped, and shivering like crazy, I made my way down the narrow dirt path that led to her ranch. I didn't see how this day could get any worse.

I took a left and turned down a path that was the entrance to the property. There was a small pond with a dock there, next to a small patch of berries and a tree, then if you continued to follow the dirt path you would get to her house.

The pond had overflowed by now and water was running up the banks. I steered clear to avoid it, but not before something in the water caught my eye.

Floating in the small pond was a familiar looking jar. My eyes grew wide. Could it be?

Cautiously I waded into the murky water, just far enough to reach the jar. It was defiantly the same size…

I quickly splashed out of the pond as more thunder and lightning struck the air. It was still a little dark, but I could see one thing for sure: it was the same jar. It was my jar of honey, the one I had dropped moments ago. I smiled. The river I dropped it into must have overflowed into the pond! This was too good to be true!

But my luck disappeared when I looked into the seemingly light jar. Empty.

Anger boiled up inside of me. It rarely happened, but when it did it was hard to control. I held the jar tight, swung around, and threw it with all my might, sending it hurtling towards the tree in the berry patch. It hit the tree hard, although I couldn't hear the satisfying smack over the storm.

I stood there for a second, panting. Then I sighed and splashed through the wet grass to retrieve the jar. It had landed by the base of the small tree. I bent down to pick it up, then straightened up as I heard something. A faint buzzing was coming from somewhere up in the swaying branches of the tree. I squinted my eyes and, for the first time, noticed something hanging from a branch. Whatever it was it was swaying violently in the breeze. All around it buzzing noises were faintly audible. Then, eyes wide, I realized what the object was.

BOOM!

It was a beehive.

A beehive full of honey.

I knew what I had to do. Yeah, it was probably the dumbest thing I've ever done, but it might work. Maybe.

Before I could think it through, I pulled out my axe, aimed, and threw it at the beehive. It spun through the air, and then landed right on target. To my horror and my happiness, the hive fell from the damaged branches of the trees and onto the wet grass.

"WOO HOO!"

BANG!

I ran over to the hive, and stuck my hand right into the little holes. I could feel honey running between my fingers. I scooped some out and placed it into my jar. I was about to do it again when the buzzing sound from earlier again caught my ears through the storm. Looking up, I froze, eyes wide. An army of bees had formed above me, and they didn't look too happy. Crap.

Time for another equation. Stolen honey and broken hives means angry bees. Angry bees mean stingers. Stingers means pain. In other words, stolen honey means pain. That means the fuel is…

RUN, LUKE, RUN!

So I ran like I was being chased by Julius. I grabbed my axe, slipping it back into place. In one hand I had the hive, in the other the jar, and as I ran I was frantically trying to get more honey into the jar. It would have been a lot easier if I didn't have bees chasing me around Elana's yard!

None had stung me yet, but they had gotten close. Finally it seemed I had enough honey in the jar, and I turned around and threw the broken beehive back to the bees. Yet they continued to chase me. I guess they wanted me more than the beehive. That might be a problem…

Then a thought struck me. I remembered once when Owen and I were little we were playing by the waterfall and one of us accidentally stepped on a ground wasp's nest. While I suffered with nine stings, Owen hadn't gotten any because he had jumped right into the river.

So why not use the lake? I was already soaked from the rain, anyways.

I switched direction and ran towards Elana's lake, buzzing noises following close behind me. The overflowed bank was approaching quickly. And as I ran I set the jar and my axe down, sucked in a breath of air, and dove right into the small pond. Water splashed up around me as I swam further down. If I wasn't drenched to the bone before, I defiantly was now. I just hoped the lightning would let up…

A muffled BOOM!

Crud.

I ignored the storm above, the ripples in the water from where rain was striking it, and focused on holding my breath as long as I possible could. By now the bees would surely loose interest, right? I didn't even know how they could fly around in that storm in the first place! Stupid bees, defying the laws of physics…

I couldn't stay under any longer. Besides, this water was far from clean. I swam up fast and, when I broke the surface, sucked in a huge breath of air. Then I looked around. No bees. I smiled. Luke, you are a genius!

I clambered out of the lake, dripping with water, and ran to the jar of honey and my axe. When I had those, I ran to Elana's house before I could be struck my lightning. My luck was really holding up today.

BOOM!

CRASH!

When I arrived at her door, I was panting. I checked my watch. 5:59, just in time.

I took a calming breath, straightened my sopping-wet bandana, and knocked on her door. For a second no one answered. Then…

With obvious difficulty, I saw a gloved hand pry open the door against the wind. In a few more seconds she had the door completely open, but had to stand in front of it to keep the wind from slamming it shut.

Our eyes met. Dang, she was pretty! Elana's short brown hair was even messier than usual, whipping around her face from the wind. She was dressed in a blue tank top with a white T-shirt underneath, and a pair of denim jeans and heavy boots. Her big brown eyes looked tired, but turned confused when she saw me.

"L-Luke? What are you doing here? Man, you're soaked!" She had to yell above the howling wind. Her hair was already wet from the rain.

"What's up!" I yelled back, giving her my best smile and waving at her brightly. Elana did her best to bow in return, but it was proving to be difficult.

"Well, um, look what I found!" I held out the jar. "Honey! It'll give you energy! Try eating it sometime!"

Elana looked at me, still confused. "You brought me honey in the middle of a typhoon?"

I felt a blush creep over my face, but forced it away. "Yeah! I though you might like it so I, I, uh… wanted to give it to you!"

An amused smile was put on her face. "And you couldn't wait until the storm was over?"

"Nope!"

I could see her giggle, but I still couldn't hear it. Elana reached out her arms and took the jar of honey from me. "Thanks, Luke!" Then she put it in her rucksack, where she puts mostly everything.

I smiled. "It was hard to get! I had to run—I mean FIGHT the bees that were guarding it!"

Elana let out a beautiful laugh. "I'm sure you did!"

I nodded, glad I had caught myself. "Yup! Well, I gotta get back to work. See ya!"

I had turned to walk away, satisfied, when her voice stopped me. "Luke! Wait!"

I turned around to meet her gaze. "Yeah?"

She looked concerned. "You're going to walk home in the middle of a typhoon?"

Surprised by her concern, I nodded. "I walked here before, didn't I?"

"Yes, but, it's kind of dangerous, isn't it?" Elana asked.

I shrugged. "Yeah, well…"

"Here, why don't you come inside until it blows over?" She suggested. My heart skipped a beat. "I can make some herbal tea! I bet it'll warm you right up!"

Was the fact that I was shivering that obvious? I thought about this. I really, really wanted to go inside. Not only because it was Elana's house, but also because I really was cold and tired and afraid to go back home. But…

I smiled again. "I'm sorry. But I don't want to trouble you," I stopped her before she could object, "don't say I won't because I know I will. You're always busy. You always have stuff to do. So I'm sure me being here will just delay your schedule. See? You're already soaked because you're standing here talking to me. I don't want to cause more trouble than I have already. So I'll just go home now and dry off there."

For a second Elana just stared at me. Then a smile crept across her face. "Well, then, will you at least take an umbrella? I have plenty of them." And before I could object she reached inside her door and pulled out a black umbrella. Then she thrust it into my arms. "Here. Take it, and return it to me when it's not pouring buckets outside. Ok?"

I looked down at her. She was actually quite a bit shorter than me, I realized. I smiled, too, finding it amusing that she thought walking home would be any less dangerous with an umbrella. If anything, that would make it worse. But I didn't want to say anything. "Yeah. Ok, Elana! Thanks! I really have to go now!"

We both waved, and I turned to leave, undoing the strap around the umbrella and popping it open. But, once again, her voice stopped me as I began to walk down the muddy road.

"Luke!"

I looked over my shoulder. I could already hardly see or hear her anymore.

"Thanks for the honey! It's my favorite!"

But I did hear that. I gave her a huge thumb's up in return, and then turned to run down to Garmon Mine again. Happiness was overflowing in me like the water was overflowing from the river.

BOOM!

Not even the storm could get me down. I had completed the equation, and I didn't care how dorky that sounded. All this trouble I had gone through was totally worth it.

"WOO HOO!"

Luke, you are the man!

A/N: The end! I hope everyone liked my story! I want to thank those faithful readers who have stuck with me this whole time and reviewed this story. Thanks so much!

I know this story is over, but please review! Reviews make me so happy!

For those of you who are following my other stories, Cooking Lessons with Luke? would come next, but you don't have to read them in order if you don't want to :)

Also, I'm planning on writing a story about Toby soon, who I have been dying to write about. So stay tuned for that!

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~blue-eyed-cow