[ WP ] You wake up one morning and the color Green is completely gone

I stretched my legs, and my arms, and cracked my neck. Though this charade was certainly for nought, as I was still in bed, under the soft... pure black blanket. 
 
 I leapt out of bed like a frog, having limbered my appropriate appendages I was quite springy at the time. But that was not the point, that was not the issue at hand. Why, o, why were the covers black? They were green when I went to bed roughly three hours ago! The bright green sheets with the playful dogs that I'd gotten for my birthday. The pups were dying in a sea of oil! 
 
 I ran to my laptop, the clover stickers were solid purple, what is this madness! A flip, a switch, a press and a click, and a google thrown in there for good measure. BP's logo was blue again? Wait, that did n't matter. I tapped the keys, almost routine now, reddit... reddit. Ah, I clicked on the WritingPrompts IRC chatroom. Log in..log in... 
 
 Bingo, I was in. I tapped in the letters as fast as I could, mouthing it as I went. `` /me likes greeeeeen...'' it was grey! Damnations! 
 
 My hands slammed onto the desk, spilling the protein shake onto the now amber mousepad. I drew up my hand in disgust and tried to fling the... maroon goo off. I slapped my hand across my shirt, streaking the otherwise sky blue with a fine gash of red. My whole body flew to the window, and with all my scrawny strength I pulled. Then I realised that's the wrong idea and pushed. Then I realised I had to undo the lock. Then I realised my window did n't open. 
 
 I pressed my face into the glass, glaring downwards at the grass. My shoulders relaxed. It was alright, the grass was still a heavy, flowing green, like fine strands of hair blowing in the wind. The gale was undoubtedly strong, unnaturally so, even the tree in the backyard was waving at me with its head of leaves. 
 
 Then I saw it. The tide of grey. It pulled over the houses, lawns, gnomes, dogs that had owners with a specific, albeit poor, fashion sense became lathered in a dull, gloomy grey. It came in a flat line, stretched into the horizon as far as my glass would let me see. The grey filled every spot of green, breaking at every other colour. Why green? Why green! I slammed my hands into the window, this made no sense! 
 
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 Deep down in the dank depths of the darkest circle of damnation sat the sinful emperor on his throne of bone. He whistled with glee, the greatest sin of all had just been wrought on the human race, they would never see the colour again! They had fashioned the words from their tongues to spite him, to shun his influence from their kind. No more! No more could this be done! A lesser imp waddled up to the master. 
 
 `` Sir,'' he implored, rubbing his hands together as dictated in the manual of evil, but in a more concerned way. `` I..do n't think they really mean that when they say green with envy.'' 
 
 `` Silence!'' roared the demon lord, rubbing his hands together as stated in the manual of evil. A proper royal rubbing for a proper mad ruler. He lurched back in his throne and rubbed some more as he thought. `` Today, green! Tomorrow, chartreuse!'' The imp sighed.
