A thousand insane plans went trough Charlies mind and it was clearly visible he could hardly contain himself with maniacle laughter.
Seconds later he realized he was containing himself while he had no reason to. A manic cackle that could chill bones and spoil milk could be heard echoing trough the square.
He emptied his bag into a pile and grabbed two flags, a large skull (which he placed on his head like a helmet), a shovel and a translation manual.
He stared at the golem for a few seconds, then in the manual for a few more.
"Garsin! Graben!"
The golem started to dig a hole in the middle of the square where Charlie pointed.
"Garsin! Halt! Sitzen"
The golem stopped digging and sat down. Charlie started to fill the hole back up while whistling a song about balloons. One he was done only a very small part of the head sticked out of the ground. He put the flags beside them and sat down on top of it like he was meditating.

"I'll be sitting here. You might notice this is a terrible hiding spot. But as many will agree I tend to draw attention. You kids won't have much trouble hiding."
Charlie explained as he was looking up the command words for "arise and kill everything not wendigo."