In an attempt to get Bones out into the world, Jim set him up on a little, non-invasive website where people with similar interests chatted it up over the web. It was almost like having a pen pal- only with a less platonic theme (the website was made to find romance). Jim knew of several people back in the Academy who used platforms like that for their dating (and anonymous one night stands), so he'd heard some good things about it. It was the perfect thing for a grouchy, divorced man who really only cared about his work.

But then... speaking of grouchy, divorced men who only cared about work, Jim had the thought one night lounging in his ready room that he knew a specific Commanding Officer that was probably in need of a companion. It seemed to help with Bones- in two weeks his profile got over two hundred views and he had gotten too many messages to know what to do with. Who knew a human doctor with boring interests could have so much appeal?

Anyway, Jim decided that he'd have to set Spock up on that website too. Who knew? Maybe there'd be a lot of lonely Vulcan women on there, and Spock would meet the perfect bondmate. He already rejected Jim's requests for a relationship/sexual interaction, and who could be more perfect than the captain? Certainly nobody on the ship! And with the dwindling Vulcan population, the pickings were slim if Spock wanted one of his own kind. Jim needed to act fast.

He stood from the desk, putting his work materials away in an organized manner, and left his ready room. Spock would be heading to his quarters by now for his alone time before dinner. The man always valued his alone time after being around the others on the Bridge all day, but damn it, Jim needed him NOW!

He chimed the door to Spock's quarters, and entered before the Vulcan gave permission. "Spock, it is absolutely necessary that you-" Jim stopped when he saw Spock meditating, and hesitated to continue.

"Yes, Captain?" Spock said, opening his eyes and looking at Jim emotionlessly.

"Uh," Jim hesitated. "Is this a good time? I know meditating for you is pretty important." He really wanted to get Spock in on the site, but he wasn't a complete ass; he'd let Spock meditate if he needed to.

"I would not consider it a 'good' time, however I am now unoccupied if you are in need of my services." Spock said, standing up, and Jim couldn't help but feel a bit bad that he'd interrupted him like that. But then he remembered the task at hand.

"Great! I'm going to set you up on a... website." Jim said, bouncing over to the computer and sitting on the chair.

"What sort of website, and why must you do it?" Spock asked, coming up to stand beside him and leaning down to watch his actions. Jim typed in the address and started creating a new profile.

"It's a website for..." Jim hesitated. He couldn't come out and tell him that he was setting him up on a dating site! He'd definitely refuse. "Have you heard of pen pals, Spock?"

"I am familiar with the term. An old Earth custom to maintain friendships from a distance." Spock answered, and Jim nodded, filling out several boxes. Just basic things so far, like name, age, occupation, and the sort.

"Right. Well this is a website for exactly that. People with similar interests message you, and you can message them back if you want. You pretty much just... talk." Jim explained, and Spock looked like he was going to object, so he said quickly, "It's the only way for you to meet new people and to gain new relationships and experiences while on the ship. Sure there are more than four hundred people here, but people from all different worlds use this website!

"Look, it's non-invasive, and you don't actually have to physically interact with anyone. If they're rude or you don't like them, you can just cut them off easily." Jim was near pleading with the man now. But really, why did he want to get Spock on there so much? Maybe it was a way to cope with being rejected. If Spock would focus on other people, so could Jim. Even thought he was already past his feelings for the Vulcan, he still wanted them both to find someone nice. Maybe he'd set up his own account as well...

"It does sound logical..." Spock considered, and he seemed to be thinking it over. Jim nodded avidly.

"Most logical! Now, all I'm gonna do is ask you some easy questions, and I'll help you fill out your profile."

"I am capable of doing such a thing by myself." Spock countered, and Jim made a scoffing noise.

"No! Nobody would want to message you if you said 'I am occupied with my lab work for 14.98% of the day' and all that crap. No offense, Spock, but that would seem a little too..." Jim trailed off, not wanting to offend.

"Inhuman." Spock supplied, and Jim half-shrugged, half-nodded. "Captain-"

"It's Jim while off duty, Spock." Jim interrupted, and turned back to the computer. "Now, what are your most basic interests? We'll deal with the vague things first before going specific."

And so went the process of getting Spock up on the website, and Jim's bonding time with him as well. He found it healthy to hang out with Spock outside of work, and this would suffice for the day. He usually made the man eat dinner with him in the mess, or play chess in one of their quarters. However, after an hour of chirping at one another about what was good to put on the profile and what wasn't, Spock had a shiny page- it was like an application that he was handing in to the abyss of space.

After they were all finished with it, Jim skipped his evening meal to make his own profile on the site. He set up his profile with his honest self- not his picturesque, cocky mask that he usually put on when he wanted to impress people. Sure he still didn't hide that he was a confident, promiscuous man who was sometimes a jerk. Hiding that would be more fake than the mask.

After he was finished making his profile, Jim looked at the Recommended tab. The website had already matched him up with several people who had very similar interests. He scanned through the people for a few minutes before he found one person who seemed interesting. They lived on the planet Varius, and they were a geoscientist. Sounded interesting... and they were both into pretty much the same things. He clicked the Message option, and a notice popped up.

"Hello All!

Due to some privacy issues, we have updated the website so that real names will no longer be immediately visible among users. When first messaging someone, it is highly suggested that you use an alias, or a name other than your own. A new prompt has been added when first choosing the Message option, requesting that you enter a different name for that person. You may later choose to reveal your real name to that person, or it will automatically be revealed after 2000 shared messages.

Thank you all for your feedback, as we are always working to improve the website for everyone!"

Seemed clear enough. Jim clicked away the notification, and sure enough, a box came up requesting a nickname. He really didn't see a reason to be very far off from his real name. He snorted as he typed in "JimmyT" for the name and entered it. The message box opened up, and he typed up a nice little greeting, asking if it'd be okay if they talked.

This would be very interesting.