Stone visits the city

"Oh mah Gawd!" Stone sighed internally. "Y'all! Look over there!" This seemed to happen on a weekly basis. "It's some kinda hairless Bigfoot!" Someone would be wandering through the woods, see his eight-foot-tall visage, and start screaming to everyone nearby that they had found him. "Ah gotta git a photo of this!" Then they would pull out those infernal devices and try and blind him with flashes of light. Today, Stone decided, he would ignore them. He averted his crystalline eyes as the flashes started, and continued his walk through the woods. The person would follow him for a while, get bored, and wander off. They always did.
Two hours later, Stone was reconsidering this seeming constant. "Tim, Ah swear to Gawd Ah ain't foolin around with you, there's a bald Bigfoot right here." At least the flashing lights had stopped. "No Tim, this ain't like last time! It's right here! Ah'm walkin right next tah it!" "Gimme the phone, Ah'll tell 'im!" There were two of them now. "Tim, Rodney ain't lyin this time! There really is a bald Bigfoot here!" It was going to be a long day.

The Demonic Dire was sitting at a round table, playing poker with some local baddies. Dire was totally winning! He didn't even know what a fold was.
Then he saw something about a giant stone... Thing.
"Welp... I'm all in I guess."
He said as he teleported out.

He teleported on Stone's back.
"Now you prolly shouldn't show yourself all that much, buddy. It draws quite a bit of attention."
He waited for a response but remembered he can't speak.
"Well, crap. Hey, gigantor! You remember me? Cat got your tongue?"
He pulled out a permanent marker and tried to maneuver a mustache onto his face.

Stone looked around, surprised. The annoying people that had been following him were nowhere to be seen. In ignoring them, he must have lost them. He also must have wandered into... well, Stone wasn't entirely sure where he was. It was certainly loud. He then became aware that there was someone talking to him. Who was on his back. And trying to draw a mustache on his face. Stone reached around his back and tried to grab whoever was there before they could give him facial hair.

Dire saw the big hand reach around to grab him moments before it touched him.
He used the speed his demonic powers granted him to duck out of the way.
"Gotta be quicker than that, slowpoke."
He hung in front of Stone's "eyes" so he could maybe see Dire.
He didn't really know how being a giant golem thing felt.
"So, buddy... You know we're headed towards the city right?"
He loved the loud noises of the city, but he couldn't imagine Stone would take the city very well.

The city. So that was where he was. Stone shook his head in another attempt to get Dire off of him. He looked around again in order to take in his surroundings. Very tall buildings, with cars zooming between them on streets with lots of people everywhere he looked. Quite a few people had stopped near him to stare. It was all very loud. Stone had never been to "the city" before. He wasn't quite sure he enjoyed it. Stone was pondering this when a police car screeched around a corner and came to a sudden stop in front of him.

Dire smacked down on the concrete in front of Stone when he nodded.
"Ya know, you'd make a great statue... How about we just quit moving for a sec and figure out why you're just wandering around..." He grunted as he got up, his cloak hood coming off his head.

The police car screeched to a stop in front of Stone and Dire rolled his eyes.
"I've got a big walking statue and a guy with glowing red eyes and swords at waist, may need backup, over."
The officer stepped out of the car, with a forced stern attitude.
"You guys lost? I think Narnia is back the way you came."
"I know EXACTLY where I'M at, I'm just trying to figure out what this big lug is doin'. Also, I don't think Narnia would appreciate you sending me back from my mission."
"I think I just told you to turn around and go back where you came, the big rock guy is scaring people. He stepped closer to Dire.
Dire stepped closer too. "Don't do this, man. I'm just taking a stroll with my buddy here. I can get him to turn around or you can try and make him."

Stone decided that now might be a good time to leave. He turned around to go back into the woods only to find more city. Stone was lost. Normally in these situations, he would just grow a couple hundred feet and see if he could find any familiar landmarks. However, he imagined that the local populous would not respond well to him putting on a few hundred feet, so that plan was out. He could ask for directions, but he didn't have a mouth and was unsure of his ability to use sign language. So, the only viable option was to follow Dire. This plan involved convincing the officer not to arrest him, which he seemed likely to try at the moment. Perhaps Stone could convince him peacefully if he could speak, but as he could not, his options were limited. Stone Stepped behind Dire and increased his size by twenty feet.

The police officer's eyes went wide upon seeing Stone.
"Just get him out of here." He said as he rushed to his car.
Dire turned to see stone's immense height and chuckled.
"Oh man, you don't know a lot about the city, do ya?"

"So... Can you communicate at all?" He said as they were wandering around.

Stone shrank back to his normal size and shrugged. Then he paused. Dire had a marker. He could write. He held his hand out and pantomimed writing on it. Hopefully he could write on something besides himself, but there seemed to be no other option available.

Dire looked at Stone with confusion for a moment, then an instant realization.
"Oh! You want my marker."
He pulled the marker and handed it to him.
"This is kinda funny, one of the most talkative heroes around adventuring with the one that can't talk."

Stone took the marker and began writing on his hand. I suppose it is. I would like to leave the city. Could you help me? He turned his hand around and showed the writing to Dire. Then he paused, turned his hand back around and began to write on his hand again. Didn't the officer say something about backup? Then he showed his writing to Dire again.

Dire was genuinely surprised at Stone's knowledge of language, he figured it would be that of a caveman. He thought that would be pretty amusing.
"Yeah, I'll help you get out of the city. That's exactly what I was here for."

Upon Stone mentioning the police backup, he looked over Stone's shoulder to see a bunch of cop cars.
"You just had to ask... So, what are you thinking? We could just fight through them, run, or try to talk to them."

Stone thought that perhaps he had shrunk too soon. Looking in the direction that Dire was looking, he saw a worrying number of police cars that was only increasing. Talking was probably out of the question, with him being unlikely to persuade the police to look at his hand. He thought it unlikely that he would be able to outrun... twenty police cars, now.
This left Stone with one option. He looked back at Dire and hit his open palm, inadvertently crushing the marker.

Dire grinned, "Oh man, this'll be fun."
He drew his two katanas as the police cars surrounded the unlikely duo.
"Put your weapons down and put your hands behind your head or we WILL open fire."
Dire looked to Stone. "You ever hear of a fastball special? You know that thing that where the big indestructible guy throws the little guy with a healing factor? Let's do that." He said, ready to jump if Stone were to agree.

Stone nodded and held out his hand for Dire to jump into. If Dire did jump into his hand, he would throw him as hard as he could towards the police. Then Stone would grow to one hundred feet tall and begin moving towards the center of the group in order to begin causing chaos, which would be achieved via car flipping and car flattening, preferably on cars without living occupants.