First off, mega-congratulations to the lovely 
This is based off of her prompt "If." There are a lot of wonderful things to do with that word, for sure, so I thought "Pffft. Robots." So yeah. I hope you can decipher the story inside; it took a lot of burial/editing to keep this at exactly fifty words!
Broken toes. Pink Floyd, blaring against the back of an I. F., alloy sheen betraying the evil in its programming.
But it had no soul.
Intelli-Force.
It couldn’t be evil.
Couldn’t know what a daughter means to a woman. Murder doesn’t amount.
If it knew, it would’ve checked my pockets.
So yeah! Thanks for reading! I don't give sci-fi(?) a lot of love, so I thought I'd come by and butcher it again. Who doesn't like robots though, right? Especially ones that jam to Pink Floyd.
Anyways, have a great day fellow Steemians and don't let the I.F.s catch you. You've been warned.
God bless!! <3